I’ve been enjoying the Texas Master Naturalist 2026 Annual Meeting for the most part. It’s very learned many things that will stick with me.
Yesterday I attended a pre-conference session on efforts to mitigate future flooding and restore the Guadalupe River after last year’s horrific July flood. I now know so much more about how to deal with flood damage in ways that will help rivers heal themselves. For example, “trash” plants like sycamores and poverty weed that grow up after flooding are helping stabilize soil so important plants like cypress can establish themselves. I admit I got sad and had to leave after two hours, and spent time with friends.
The opening reception was at the Mayborn Museum on the Baylor University campus, which is sparkling clean and full of fancy buildings thanks to wealthy Baptists. The museum admitted that fossils are old, which was a relief. We enjoyed the exhibits very much, though the cold hamburger didn’t thrill me. My favorite parts were the Native American buildings and the wildlife.
Afterward, we retired to the bar at our hotel, and sat on the pleasant courtyard (by Mariott). Our buddy Mike Mitchell joined us as did the guy who was supposed to be playing music at the bar. He turned out to be a pathological liar, but his stories were so far-fetched that we kept listening to him. He was partially raised by JHW Bush and once owned a nuclear home. Examples. I hit a limit and left my friends to start asking him hard questions.
I had a hard time sleeping again last night which never bodes well for attending conferences. But I got through my morning session on iNaturalist data and how it correlates diversity data. It was led by a quirky fellow who made things hard to follow but was so unique and interesting that it was ok. He sure loved data. Here are some interesting tidbits.
Lunch was undercooked baked potatoes. We had to stand in long lines and they kept running out of toppings and such. No one was happy. It was freezing in the room. We did smile.
I was most interested in the next session, on digital photography. It was good, and the room was warm. Unfortunately, that warmth right after lunch put me to sleep. I’m very grateful that the presenter shared his notes online so I can read them. So embarrassing. I went back to my room and crashed.
I spent some time in the exhibit hall and bought a nice loupe that will be fun on hikes. Then, boom, it was time to eat again. The dinner was better and included edible chicken, cold broccolini, and really good crawfish empanadas. However, it was cold. We made it through a sad movie about the flooding last year and a few speakers but had to flee. Even with my new cuddly jacket I was cold.
We (minus Liz and Jackie) went to the Hilton bar, where we met a perfectly nice man from north Austin and a friendly woman, both Master Naturalists. Of course we also were with Mike M. We had very pleasant conversations. It was good to see the finished renovations after staying there in the midst of the work earlier this year.
My hope is to stay awake tomorrow. I may need caffeine.
