Engineering Serendipity - Great American Road Trip with no Car, Butterfly Jackets & Zigzag Walks
"The adventure is not the getting there, it’s the on-the-way. It is not the expected; it is the surprise; not the fulfillment of prophecy, but the providence of something better than prophesied. You are not choosing what you shall see in the world, but are giving the world an even chance to see you. " -- Stephen Graham, The Gentle Art of Tramping
Zigzags in the Sky & on the Ground
As I mentioned in my last post, I am currently on a three months journey following the Fall migration of the Western population of Monarch butterflies. Planning the route was a bit of a challenge as not much is actually known about the Western migration. What is known is that:
There are many different routes, even within each of the populations.
There is a lot of overlap, and no genetic differences, between the two populations of North American Monarchs, which are divided into Eastern and Western population based on which side of the Rocky Mountains they are on.
The routes are much more complex than predicted by previous models, which essentially assumed that the butterflies would be flying straight south to their overwintering sites.
Their different migration routes tend to follow rivers, in particular, I was told to follow the Fraser and Columbia Rivers
Monarchs do not fly in massive groups and fly at high altitudes, making it unlikely that I would see them unless they were feeding or resting.
Monarchs exclusively eat milkweed...so follow the milkweed and you'll follow the butterflies
With that information, I traced a rough route that would start in Vancouver by the Fraser River. I would then proceed east in British Columbia to follow the Columbia River all the way back into Washington and Oregon.
The next challenge to planning my route was that I have neither a license nor a car, so I am wholly dependent on buses and trains. Once again, I adjusted my route a bit based on Greyhound and Amtrak stops.
Today is the 10th day of my journey and I have yet to see a Monarch. Each day I am hopeful that I may see one, but in the end, this journey is much more about engineering serendipitous discoveries and encounters on an ancient route, than it is about stalking butterflies.
Speaking of engineering serendipity, last year I read Stephen Graham's fantastic book, The Gentle Art of Tramping, and have adopted one of his explorations devices: the Zigzag Walk. Give it a try, something beautiful always comes along when I do.
A frequent wish of the traveler and wanderer is to obtain genuinely chance impressions of cities and countries. He would trust neither his own choice of road, nor the guide’s choice, nor the map. But if he goes forth in aimlessness he inevitably finds himself either making for the gayer and better-lighted places, or returning to his own door.
The problem is to let chance and the town take charge of you, for the world we travel in is more wonderful than human plan or idle heart’s desire.
One day in New York, wishing to explore that great city in a truly haphazard way, I hit on the following device–a zigzag walk. The first turning to the left is the way of the heart. Take it at random and you are sure to find something pleasant and diverting. Take the left again and the piquancy may be repeated. But reason must come to the rescue, and you must turn to the right in order to save yourself from a mere uninteresting circle. To make a zigzag walk you take the first turning to the left, the first to the right, then the first to the left again, and so on.
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How unusual and real and satisfactory were the impressions obtained by going–not the crowd’s way, but the way of the zigzag, the diagonal between heart and reason.
The adventure is not the getting there, it’s the on-the-way. It is not the expected; it is the surprise; not the fulfillment of prophecy, but the providence of something better than prophesied. You are not choosing what you shall see in the world, but are giving the world an even chance to see you.
Source: The Gentle Art of Tramping by Stephen Graham
So far so good---I left New York on September 2nd, and nearly missed my connecting flight in Chicago since we were an hour late leaving NY and ended up landing in Chicago at the same time that my connecting flight to Vancouver was boarding. I did make my flight (thank you, Great Butterfly Gods) and got some serious butterflies (figurative this time) when we landed in Vancouver and the lady sitting in the aisle seat of my row got up and put her jacket on....it was a gorgeous Prussian Blue jacket, decorated with roses and peonies and on them, you guessed it, MONARCHS!!! The delightful convergences didn't stop there as when I was walking from the plane to the Canadian customs, I noticed a giant billboard on the ground below; it was an ad that stated simply: This is perfect for you," with three butterflies. :)
To serendipity, convergences and divergences!














