I’m just an old race horse out to pasture, pawing the ground when the race track bugle sounds. I still read the local public notices about developments, reflecting back on 40 years of environmental challenges, wishing someone was doing some more challenging.
And then something happened. I am terrible at this but I’m the only one starting this fight. I’m in Washington County, west of Portland, Oregon.
A developer wants to put a Chevron station on a lot right next to a wetland, where I walk every day. No one saw the public notice because it’s only sent to those within 500 feet. The ducks didn’t read it.
The station will be on the edge of a 15-foot-cliff. Below the edge of the overgrown cliff, braided shallow creeks carry stormwater and spring water and fish to the west, to Bethany Lake and Rock Creek, where the eagles, herons, cormorants, and osprey fish, and salmonoids roam.