Whither Wind?

By Charles Komanoff
Published on February 1, 2007
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Cattle don't seem to share the NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) mentality.
Cattle don't seem to share the NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) mentality.
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 Construction of a turbine in Washington state.
 Construction of a turbine in Washington state.
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The turning vanes call to mind a natural force — the wind — in a way that a cell phone or microwave tower, for example, most certainly do not.
The turning vanes call to mind a natural force — the wind — in a way that a cell phone or microwave tower, for example, most certainly do not.
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Yep, these suckers are really big! Blades 165 feet long mounted on towers hundreds of feet high take full advantage of upper level wind currents, allowing us to displace a portion of our fossil fuel consumption.
Yep, these suckers are really big! Blades 165 feet long mounted on towers hundreds of feet high take full advantage of upper level wind currents, allowing us to displace a portion of our fossil fuel consumption.
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Low conflict areas, such as cultivated agricultural fields or pastures, are prime locations for wind turbines.
Low conflict areas, such as cultivated agricultural fields or pastures, are prime locations for wind turbines.
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Construction of a turbine in Washington state.
Construction of a turbine in Washington state.

It was a place I had often visited in memory but feared might no longer exist. Orange slabs of calcified sandstone teetered overhead, while before me, purple buttes and burnt mesas stretched over the desert floor. In the distance I could make out southeast Utah’s three snowcapped ranges — the Henrys, the Abajos, and 80 miles to the east, the La Sals, shimmering in the blue horizon.

No cars, no roads, no buildings. Two crows floating on the late-winter thermals. Otherwise, stillness.

Edward Abbey’s country. But my country, too. Almost 40 years after Abbey wrote Desert Solitaire, 35 since I first came to love this Colorado River plateau, I was back with my two sons, who were 11 and 8. We had spent four sun-filled days clambering across slickrock in Arches National Park and crawling through the slot canyons of the San Rafael Reef. Now, perched on a precipice above Goblin Valley, stoked on endorphins and elated by the beauty before me, I had what might seem a strange, irrelevant thought: I didn’t want windmills here.

Not that any windmills are planned for this Connecticut-sized expanse — the winds are too fickle. But wind energy is never far from my mind these days. As Earth’s climate begins to warp under the accumulating effluent from fossil fuels, the increasing viability of commercial-scale wind power is one of the few encouraging developments.

Encouraging to me, at least. As it turns out, there is much disagreement over where big windmills belong, and whether they belong at all.

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