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Cassie
She wrestles alligators, eats roadkill, rides horses bareback through salt marshes, and lives in a hand built cabin on a remote stretch of barrier island surrounded by snakes, sea turtles, and the ghosts of Gilded Age tycoons. They call her the wildest woman in America. To some, she was a backwoods eccentric. To others, a dangerous woman with blood on her hands. But to those who paid attention to the biologists, the conservationists, and the generations who now walk a protected wilderness, she's something else entirely. A warrior. Carol Ruktichell isn't famous. She doesn't have a statue or stamp. But she is the reason Cumberland Island, a vast stretch of untamed wilderness off the coast of Georgia, isn't paved over with boardwalks, gift shops and luxury hotels. She stood her ground not just against developers and politicians, but against the National Park Service itself. And she won. She also went head to head with some of the wealthiest families in America, people who saw Cumberland island as their personal playground. She wasn't rich. She wasn't connected. She had no official title, no institutional power, not even a college degree. What she had was conviction, science, and an unwavering belief that wild places should be protected no matter who stands in the way. This is the story of how one barefoot, self taught biologist helped change the course of a national seashore. And how the fight nearly broke her. Welcome to National Park After Dark. Foreign.
Danielle
And welcome back to National Park After Dark. I'm Danielle.
Cassie
I'm Cassie. We're so happy you're here.
Danielle
And we're back.
Cassie
We're back. We. I mean, this probably doesn't feel like we're back for you guys, but for us, this is the first time we're recording in a while because we were out on our own adventures recently.
Danielle
Yeah, we were out in Montana and Colorado for a few weeks. It was lovely. We did kind of a combo personal trip slash national park after our group trip out in Colorado. So we've been here, there and everywhere and we're finally settled back. It feels weird. I forgot how to like hook up our equipment this morning. I'm like, what am I doing?
Cassie
Like, have I ever done this before?
Danielle
Yeah, it's been like a month.
Cassie
It has been a while. We on. So before this we recorded a ton.
Danielle
I mean, every day we were recording.
Cassie
And then, because we were going to be gone for a while and then now we're back and we're kind of just getting back into the swing of things. But we did visit Glacier national park for the very first time and we went to Granite Park Chalet which, if you listen to Night of the Grizzlies, you know what, What a feat that is and how exciting it is that we finally got there. So we got to see it. We had a wonderful time. We saw Sal and two of her cubs, which is really cool. And we learned some more stories that we hadn't heard of before about the Granite Park Chalet, which I'm actually going to a bonus episode on our Patreon and Apple subscriptions this month. So if you're interested, we have.
Danielle
Yeah, Cassie, more detail.
Cassie
Yeah, I was working for sure. I was like, wait, what did you just say? What happened here? And I got some inspiration, which I'm excited about.
Danielle
Yeah, we got to spend two nights up there. It was awesome. One of the most visually stunning parks we've ever been to, for sure. And everyone who's been to Glacier is like, yeah, we know. We've been telling you. And it was just so cool. Such a good park. Lots of cool wildlife, good experiences, amazing people. And we'll chat more about it on your bonus episode, I'm sure, because, yeah, there's a lot to say about Montana and how beautiful it is. And I kept looking at Cassie, and she kept looking at me like, those knowing eyes, and she's like, am I about to lose you to Montana? I'm like, I think so.
Cassie
Like, I get it. I will have, like, a visit.
Danielle
Yeah. So next move is to be determined. But it's. I knew it wouldn't disappoint as far as, like, somewhere I would love to see myself in the future, so.
Cassie
Well, I'm excited to come visit. We'll have to record some episodes out there for work, so that'll have to come out.
Danielle
So we're not talking about Montana today. We're talking about Georgia.
Cassie
Yeah, we're going to Georgia today. And I'm actually telling a story that I have had on my mind for a really long time. I read this book about Carol, I mean, over a year ago. It's been one that's been very highly recommended in our inbox, which I've seen. Seen a lot of. And I read the book a while ago, but I've just kind of been sitting on it. And this story, I just think is so. It's such an incredible story about a really inspiring woman who I think that you are going to really connect with, Danielle. And I.
Danielle
Okay.
Cassie
I think you're just gonna love her. I. I love her, and I love her story, and I just think she is badass, and she's just so. She's so unwavering in her opinions and her convictions and what she believes in. And I just. I really love that. But her story about how she. I mean, pretty. She really is the reason that Cumberland Ireland. I keep saying Cumberland Ireland, even when I was reading this.
Danielle
Is that his place?
Cassie
No, Cumberland Island National Seashore in Georgia. She's really the reason why it's as protected as it is today. And I think right now it is just such a poignant story because we're seeing so much of the protections of wild spaces being either stripped or threatened to be stripped. And her story is really of how one person can truly make a difference. Difference. And I think it brings a lot of hope to what we can do to save our wild spaces.
Danielle
All right, let's. Let's go.
Cassie
Cool. Well, Carol Rectichel was born an only child into a religious home in Rochester, New York, in 1941. Her father, Earl, worked for Kodak and had a gift for mechanics. He taught Carol to shoot a rifle when she was just a toddler and showed her how to take apart and rebuild everything from lawnmower engines to watches. Her mother, Ann, was quiet and practical, but Carol wasn't emotionally close with either of them, and her parents had a str marriage. They constantly fought and yelled at each other in the presence of Carol. When describing them, Carol has said, quote, they were traditional, conservative and walled off. I got used to being by myself. I didn't know anything else. So I didn't know that I was lonely. I knew from an early age that I was different. That meant being comfortable with solitude while they were emotionally distant. Both parents gave Carol a long leash. Their only rule was that she had to be home for the family's five o' clock cocktail each night, which is crazy. Not five o' clock dinner, their five o' clock cocktail. Otherwise, Carol was free to roam the neighborhood and wander through the woods while other kids were playing dress up or riding bikes. She was stalking salamanders, collecting roadkill and dissecting turtles with a steak knife. She chased frogs, studied snakes, and collected the bones of dead creatures along that she found along the side of the road.
Danielle
Okay. Is this why you think I'll like her? Yeah.
Cassie
Do you already like her?
Danielle
Yeah. I see a lot of myself in her. I'm not an only child, but there are aspects of my childhood that I was alone a lot, especially just I was my dad's only child. So when I was with him and he was off working and things like that, I would spend a lot of time by myself and Me and my sister have a pretty significant age gap. And I don't know, I just did a lot of things by myself. I feel like I have only child tendencies and energy. But, yeah, the roadkill thing I get too.
Cassie
Yeah. That was honestly what it was. It's like she collects roadkill. And it was like, most kids don't see roadkill. I would see roadkill and I'd be like, no, that's so sad.
Danielle
And I do think that for the record. And then I'm like, can I have it?
Cassie
Well, that's what Carol was like too, because she's like, I'm gonna take it home and I want to study it and see what these.
Danielle
Yeah. And understand it. Yeah.
Cassie
Which totally. It's cool. It's cool. It's just different. She also had a love for all animals. She wasn't allowed to bring animals into the house, but she was allowed to bring them into the basement. So she turned the basement into a makeshift rehab center for injured wildlife. Nature became Carol's refug, her obsession, and eventually her calling. When she was 10, her father's job took the family to Hawaii, where Carol was captivated by the ocean. She swam for miles through the canals behind her apartment, following porpoises and sea turtles all the way out to the bay. In fact, these were the first sea turtles Carol ever saw, and they would end up playing a major role in her life later on. A year later, the family relocated again, this time to the outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia, where Carol's bond with the natural world deepened even further. By age 11, she was hiking four miles alone every weekend to set crawfish traps and track raccoons. She often slept in caves, learning to cook food she caught and forged herself over open fire. When she was 14, she got her best friend, a German shepherd, who Carol named Catfish, which I think is a really cute name for a German shepherd.
Danielle
It is cute.
Cassie
I've never met a German shepherd named Catfish, but I think that that's really cute.
Danielle
Never met anyone named Catfish?
Cassie
No. Cat.
Danielle
Would it be Cat or Fish as a nickname? Fish or neither.
Cassie
I think maybe Catfish is just the name. Like, Ember doesn't have a nickname, except.
Danielle
You don't call her anything other than her full name.
Cassie
No, I call her my little baby.
Danielle
Oh, Girly.
Cassie
A lot of, like, high pitched noises.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
But I don't know a nickname.
Danielle
And they also evolve. Like, I call Chaska Bossy.
Cassie
That's true.
Danielle
You know, like, Bert Blue ended up being Birdie because, like, Bluebird. Birdie.
Cassie
Yeah, Bird.
Danielle
It just like Evolves, you know. And Chaska is bossy by nature, so I call him Boss Bossy. Chaussy Bossy.
Cassie
Yeah. Ember gets a lot of high pitched noises her way that she responds to.
Danielle
So it's the tone, not the name.
Cassie
You could say anything to her as long as the tone's right.
Danielle
Good to know.
Cassie
At 14 years old, Carol wrote in her journal. Out in nature is where I belong. I love it so much and it accepts me. After graduating from high school in the spring of 1959, Carol spent a summer living in her favorite cave near the Chattahoochee river, honing the survival skills she taught herself throughout her childhood. She proved to herself that she could live off the land without depending on anyone. And during that summer in the cave, she wrote down a lifelong promise to herself in her journal, saying, I'll get as far away from fighting and from the expectations as I possibly can. I'll live according to my own rules. And the only way to live wild and free is not to need money. I can't allow myself to want things because I'll have to get a job and stay locked in that way for life. I don't belong there. I belong out here. But escaping expectations wasn't so easy. Her father's own words echoed in her ears. Grow up and get over turtles and snakes. You can't make money playing in the woods. So she tried to play by the rules. In the fall of 1959, after a wild summer in the cave, Carol reluctantly enrolled in the University of Georgia. She told herself, I've got to do this. I'll try to fit in, at least temporarily. I'll save every penny to buy my freedom in the forest. Unfortunately, campus life was stifling. The freshman curriculum bored her and the social scene repulsed her. Football mania Southern belle seeking husbands and a strict 10pm curfew that felt like a PR sentence to someone who used to wander free. Two weeks into the fall semester, she returned to Atlanta for a long weekend and ran into Richard Kiker, a mechanic nearly twice her age. They'd spent the previous summer fixing her jeep together. And that day they skipped stones by the river, drinking beer and trading confessions. It was the first time Carol had shared that kind of intimacy with someone besides her dog, Catfish. The next morning, she returned to campus and a few days later her parents called her with tragic news. Richard had taken his own life. Shaken, grieving, and guilt ridden, Carol snuck out that night to go drinking. Breaking the 10pm curfew at her school, she was spotted and promptly expelled from The University of Georgia. At just 18, expelled from college and without a degree, Carol did her best to adapt to city life while chasing her true dream, buying land and living free. For nearly a decade, she scraped by in Atlanta, taking on a string of low paying jobs and saving whatever she could. She gave conventional adulthood a shot, even getting married to a man 26 years older than her. Her boss had a radio repair shop, but that marriage lasted less than a year, and she said it was a mistake and that she was lost. She had nothing else, no direction, and no idea what she was doing with her life at the time. In 1966, when Carol was in her mid-20s, she decided to try college again, this time at Georgia State, where she studied biology under the charismatic ecologist Charles Wharton. They had passionate discussions in class, and then they led outside of class. Before long, Charles became Carol's second husband. He loved the natural world like she did, and for a time, Carol believed that they could build a life together in the mountains. She even thought about having kids for the first time in her life. But Charles would later betray her. Just one semester before she was supposed to graduate, he convinced her to drop out of college so she could assist him with his research. And then, not long after dropping out, Carol discovered that he was having an affair with another woman. She was devastated and directionless once more. She had tried, tried to fit in, tried to find love, to follow a path that other people told her made sense. And it had brought her nothing but heartbreak. She decided that she needed to get away, to get back to nature, where she truly felt like herself. So she got in her Jeep and drove to the wildest place she could find. Cumberland Island.
Danielle
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Cassie
Cumberland island is one of the biggest and most biologically diverse islands in North America. It's a wild, wind shaped strip of sand, salt marsh and maritime forest off the southern coast of Georgia. It stretches 18 miles from north to south, but in most places it's only a few miles wide. The island is reachable only by boat, and when Carol first arrived in 1971 at the age of 29, it felt like stepping into a forgotten world. There were no bridges or paved roads, no gas stations or grocery stores, just soft sand paths, the hush of wind through towering live oaks, and the sharp cry of ospreys circling overhead. Dense thicket of palmetto opened onto moonlit beaches where wild horses grazed along the tideline and loggerhead sea turtles hauled themselves ashore to nest in the COVID of the night. Spanish moss draped from the trees like tattered lace and the air smell of salt and sun. Warm pine. But beneath the island's beauty lies a long and complicated history. For thousands of years, Cumberland was home to the Timaqu people, who lived in scattered villages and thrived on the island's abundant natural resources. In the 1500s, Spanish missionaries arrived, establishing outposts and attempting to convert the Timqua to Christianity. These efforts, combined with disease and violence brought by European colonizers, devastated the indigenous population. By the 1700s, the island had shifted into British and then American hands, and by the early 1800s it had become a site of sprawling cotton and rice plantations fueled by forced labor of enslaved Africans. After the Civil War and the abolishment of slavery, much of the island was brought up by wealthy industrialists looking for secluded winter retreats. Chief among them was the Carnegie family, whose descendants would come to own nearly 90% of Cumberland Island. Lucy Carnegie, the widow of Thomas Carnegie, commissioned the building of massive estates, including one called Dungeness, a 59 room mansion complete with golf, a golf course Pool, lavish gardens, all constructed in the 1880s. The ruins of that era still main crumbling chimneys of former slave quarters, brick kilns, family cemeteries, and empty mansions that are now overtaken by vines. For decades. Cumberland, Iron, Ireland.
Danielle
God, there it is.
Cassie
There it is again. I was saying it while I was like, reading and writing this too. I kept saying Cumberland, Ireland, and I don't know why. That is not the name. It is Cumberland Island. For decades, Cumberland island functioned like a private kingdom accessible only to the ultra wealthy. But in the early 1970s, two things began to change that. The first was a growing national push to protect wild places. Amid mounting development pressure and internal divisions among the Carnegie heirs, Cumberland was officially designated as a national seashore in 1972, putting it under the management of the National Park Service. But even that didn't guarantee preservation. Powerful families still held large tracts of land. Developers had ambitious plans, and the federal government, through the National Park Service, was eager to make the island more accessible to the public with paved roads, visitor centers, and conference facilities. Which brings us back to the second thing that changed the lives of the wealthy on Cumberland island. And that was Carol Rockdeschell's arrival there. It wasn't just the beauty of Cumberland island that captivated her. It was the wildness. It was the silence and the possibility of disappearing completely. To live off the land and be self sufficient. She felt like she had finally arrived somewhere that made sense, somewhere that could hold her. In a richly detailed biography of Carol's life titled Untamed the Wildest Woman in America and the Fight for Cumberland island, the author, Will Harland, writes. And this is the book I read. Also, by the way, highly recommend if you haven't read it yet, for everyone listening. He wrote, she and Charlie were finished, but a new relationship had begun. The island had already started to grab a hold of her. Nothing in her life had ever felt so right. Carol knew she had to return to the city after a few days, but she vowed to return to the island as soon as she was able. I think that's just so special, to find a place that your heart is truly like, this is where I belong. I think it's pretty rare. And to find your place in the world, I think is a really special moment to realize, yeah, this is where.
Danielle
Me and her just kind of diverge. I was really. I was like, oh, are we one in the same? And then I realized quickly, I'm like, I've never had that feeling before.
Cassie
It's not too late for you.
Danielle
It's not too late.
Cassie
You're still good.
Danielle
It's never too late, as they say. But yeah, I mean, the way you're describing it and everything, I mean, who wouldn't fall in love with somewhere like that? And then just to see kind of like projected out into the future the changes that could undergo with all of these proposals and things, things to develop it further. It's. Yeah, it's a little scary to see, like, oh, this piece of treasured landscape could just be gone right in front of me. And I just found it.
Cassie
Commercialized.
Danielle
Yeah, yeah.
Cassie
It's like I just found it. This is magical. This is where I'm meant to be and it's under threat. And this is definitely a book that I read. And I personally didn't know much about Cumberland Island National Seashore before this. I had actually never heard of it until I read this book. And now I'm so inspired to visit. And I think part of it is because Carol's love for it shines through so, so much. It makes me want to see it as well. But also it just seems so wonderful there. There are so many hikes that you can do out to these really remote parts of the island. And you can sit and you can see loggerheads come up on the shore. And there's a huge diverse ocean life too, marine life that's there. And there's dolphins and whales and I. It just feels, feels. It feels so magical. And I really, really want to plan a trip there at some point.
Danielle
Yeah, well, the Carnegie's were like, we love it too. We need a 59 room. Yeah.
Cassie
Mansion everywhere. My Acadia episode. They're in Acadia. They're everywhere.
Danielle
I know. Take over everywhere.
Cassie
And I get it. If you're super rich, you want to live in the best places and have the best things, but you also can't destroy it.
Danielle
Yeah. I don't know if you need a golf course there too.
Cassie
Yeah. Why do you need a golf course? Golf courses are so.
Danielle
Don't get me started on golf courses.
Cassie
Horses.
Danielle
I.
Cassie
Golf courses are so ugly. Ugly. They are so ugly.
Danielle
We're going to incite rage. Okay, remember when we talked about lawns and people got so mad.
Cassie
I know, but they are like golf.
Danielle
Courses are just giant lawns. So it's kind of the same conversation.
Cassie
They are just giant lawns. There's not a single wildflower. And I know you need your like pristine golf course and the ball roll where it needs to go and doesn't mess up your shot. Whatever. They're so ugly. And then you just throw random sand pits in there just for funsies. That didn't even exist before.
Danielle
I know. Sorry. Golf is so boring. I saw golf on at the bar the other day and I'm like, what? What have we come to? Why are we all sitting here watching golf?
Cassie
The only time I want to watch golf is if it's during Happy Gilmore. And that is where I draw the line.
Danielle
That is it contained to those.
Cassie
But it's the only place golf should exist.
Danielle
Yeah, I don't know. Mini golf I've been to a few times.
Cassie
I like mini golf. My dad and I have been mini golfing. That's like something that we do together for a long time. But mini golf courses are so small and they're fun and they're family oriented and I just. I like mini golf, but I don't know.
Danielle
I will say Nataya, and sorry to call you out, Nataya, but if you're listening, I know she's going to listen eventually. Whenever she gets around to it as a new mom, she has other things going on, but she and her husband Mike are super into, like, she was never a golf girly. And she's like, morphed. I mean, to the point that, like, I'll look at her Instagram stories on like a Sunday day, and she's out, like, on the golf cart. And like, she has her own, like, golf. I almost say golf kit. I don't know what it's called.
Cassie
Okay, does she like golf or does she like the environment around golf where you get to drive a cute little. Those carts, wear a cute outfit, have a nice drink, you're outside in the sun, like, okay, I'm.
Danielle
I think she likes the golf aesthetic versus the actual game game. But I don't even. And again, I'm like, girl, you're my best friend. Where did we go wrong? That sounds like an awful way for me to spend my day. It's so boring. It's like I'm just gonna sit around and watch this game drag on for like seven hours. Yeah, I don't even like to drink. I don't want to drink. I don't want to sit down on a golf cart all day.
Cassie
You're in the sun.
Danielle
I don't even like skirts. I'm not a skirt wearer.
Cassie
See, I would. I like volleyball, so I would wear. Wear a skirt. And tennis. Yeah, tennis and ball. Give me something with some action, you know?
Danielle
Well, that's what I'm saying.
Cassie
I want your action. I want some competition. I want some, like, movement. I want to, like, almost beat Each.
Danielle
Other up, you know, like, we're isolating our golf audience.
Cassie
We're sorry. Apologies, Apologies. If you like golf, just know if.
Danielle
You ever see me on a golf course, she. I'm in trouble.
Cassie
At bottom, she's.
Danielle
Something happened. Bottom.
Cassie
I will say, also, maybe also, why I don'. Golf is because I can't swing for, like, I tried. I remember this was years and years ago, but someone that I was seeing wanted to go to the golf course and just, like, hit the balls. I don't even know what to. I don't know golf at.
Danielle
Driving. Like, going to a driving range.
Cassie
Golfing drive or driving range, whatever. The. I don't know. We were there, and he was like, yeah, do you want to hit this? It was like, yeah, sure. And he's like, yep, you just swing like this and blah, blah, blah. So I tried this ball. I can't. I can't at all. I couldn't. Yeah, I couldn't get it far. Everyone else is swinging them. They're flying in the air, doing the whole Happy Gilmore thing where it launches super far away. I. Mine barely goes off the ground. And then it's like, I could walk to wherever it was. It was embarrassing. So maybe that's also why I don't like golf.
Danielle
But I've never tried. I haven't tested my skills beyond the mini putt putt thing. And that's fine with me. Yeah. Maybe I'm just, like, untapped. Maybe I'm really good at golf.
Cassie
Maybe. Maybe you're missing out on your life's calling.
Danielle
Maybe. Probably not. But you never know.
Cassie
It's never too late. I think I would do, like, I don't know, 18 holes. Why are there 18?
Danielle
Like, you can do the half. Okay.
Cassie
I would do nine, and I would dress up cute, and I would.
Danielle
We could do it for chair charity. We could do, like, a charity golf.
Cassie
Charity golf.
Danielle
We'd be really bad.
Cassie
What are we raising money for?
Danielle
I don't know.
Cassie
Anything.
Danielle
Anti golf.
Cassie
Anti lawns.
Danielle
Rewilding. It's for charities that try and rewilding people's lawns. Yeah, so. So that's what we'll do. Okay. Anyway, I don't even know how we got here, but just to be clear.
Cassie
We like people who golf, and I.
Danielle
Like people who golf. I know one person right now that I know golfs, and he's forgiven.
Cassie
Yes. And if you are listening and you golf, we're. We like you and we're sorry. Yeah. Anyway, going back into Carol, she hates golf courses, and she realized she Sees this island, she, she sees Cumberland Island. She falls in and she has to leave. But she vows that she is going to come back one day. So back in Atlanta, Carol found herself torn between two worlds. By day, she worked in the windowless basement of a natural history museum, preparing animal specimens for display, skinning elephants and ostriches beneath the hum of fluorescent lights. But after hours, her real work began. Her home was a ramshackle one bedroom house that she filled with animals. Her own miniature wilderness in the middle of a rundown suburban neighborhood. Her roommates included an owl with a damaged wood wing, a raven, a gopher, tortoise, gray rat snakes, frogs, salamanders, and five white leghorn roosters. Children from the neighborhood would knock on her door asking to see the animals. And Carol wrote in her journal of this saying, quote, kids reveal an obvious truth. Natural wonder is built into us. We are instinctively attracted to nature. And we'll see throughout this whole story that Carol is very big on journaling and she writes a lot about her experiences and her her life. Meanwhile, Carol was becoming increasingly active in the environmental movement that was sweeping the country. In the early 1970s, Atlanta was a hotbed of civil rights and anti war activism and Carol added protecting nature to that list of causes. She lobbied for the Endangered Species act and the Wilderness act and join efforts to preserve Georgia's rapidly vanishing wild spaces. In 1971, she began working with the newly formed Georgia Natural Areas Council Council, a state agency tasked with identifying the most ecologically significant lands for protection. Her partner in the effort was Sam Candler, a soft spoken heir to the Coca Cola fortune who shared her love of wild places and had little interest in boardrooms. As you can imagine, Sam didn't take this government job for the money. He just really loved, loved nature. Together, the two crisscrossed the state, hiking through mountain coves, exploring swamps, wading through marshes and camping in ancient forest forests. They drove back roads in search of untouchable habitats and more often than not, collected a cooler full of roadkill, which Carol called dor, an abbreviation for dead on road. She's just exploring, picking up a roadkill, bringing it home. And surprisingly, given Carol's wildness, she rarely hunted. Thinking back to the first time she had killed an animal at the age of 10, a sparrow. She said, I had taken life unnecessarily and instinctively I felt remorse. But she was far from being a vegetarian. She felt that consuming anim deepened her connection to the natural world and made her woven more tightly into the web of life. It's Just that in her view, there was no need to spend hours hunting animals when freshly killed ones like squirrels, deer, possums, and raccoons could be found for free around every bend in the road.
Danielle
Oh, okay, so she's leveling up. Yes.
Cassie
So she's not just collecting and researching roadkills, she's actually eating them.
Danielle
I mean, I can't.
Cassie
Don't knock until you try. Try it.
Danielle
I just feel like. I don't know, I. I have come across roadkill that was fresh like a handful of times. Yeah, like fresh enough to eat.
Cassie
Yeah.
Danielle
Otherwise it's rancid and putrid and it's being actively. There's. Yeah, yeah, that's a step too. I'm. I'm good.
Cassie
Well, each time she would eat me, she would whisper a sort of prayer. She would say, your flesh becomes mine. And Sam Candler learned to spot roadkill from a quarter mile away. Carol taugh him how to skin and prepare a wide variety of wild animals to be eaten. But their work wasn't just about finding something to eat. Carol and Sam were gathering scientific data and political momentum to push for long term protection of Georgia's wild lands. In one of Carol's biggest successes, she helped secure federal designation for the Chuga river under the newly passed Wild and Scenic Rivers Act, a landmark piece of legislation that would ensure the river remained free flowing and protected from dams and development. It helped that Governor Jimmy Carter. Carter was an avid whitewater paddler who had navigated the Chattooga himself. And if Jimmy Carter sounds familiar, he was governor at the time. But he is later the President. And Carol actually knew future President Jimmy Carter. Her and Jimmy would often exchange stories in the hall of the Georgia Capitol. And he proved to be a crucial ally. Not long after she took him out for an epic whitewater rafting trip, Jimmy signed the Metropolitan River Protection act of 1973, laying the groundwork to safeguard the Chattahoochee river corridor. Sprawling ecosystem that included 48 miles of riverbank and Carol's favorite cave, where she had lived for it that summer in high school. The proposal to make that stretch of land a national recreation area initially stalled under President Nixon. But when Jimmy became president a few years later, he signed the bill himself into law. The land Carol had known and loved was now federally protected.
Danielle
It's not what you know, it's who you know.
Cassie
It is get you a president that cares about the. The wilderness.
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Still, even as Carol racked up conservation victories, something fell off. Her suburban home, overflowing with wild animals and adorned with scenic posters, felt like a cheap imitation of the wildlife she truly wanted. And as her name started appearing in headl headlines, thanks to the New Yorker profile Travels in Georgia and a Mademoiselle magazine nod naming her the Woman of the Year alongside Barbara Streisand and Aubrey Hepburn, Carol felt increasingly disillusioned. She turned down the invitation to attend the awards banquet in New York, saying, quote, they probably just want to look at that freak from Georgia who eats roadkill. I would have been miserable trying to act what they call civilized and breathe and breathing all that smoke and pollution. Like, it is cool that you have her name next to Barbara, Barbara Streisand and Aubrey Hepburn, but I totally get that.
Danielle
Yeah, she kind of feels like she's.
Cassie
Like, I'm not one of them.
Danielle
Yeah, like imposter syndrome is a different. Is not what I'm trying to say, but yeah, probably just like, kind of like, I get it and it's an honor, but I'm just, I'm not really one of you Type of thing.
Cassie
Yeah, it's like, thank you for the recognition, but that's not my world, and that's not why I'm doing this, and whatever. And I think it also goes back to what she was saying at the beginning. She's like, I can't. I'm not going to allow myself to want things, because that's not the point. I want to be in nature. So to put yourself with all of these celebrities and millionaires in New York City feels like it's so outside her realm of her values that I totally get it. Being like, yeah, I'm good. That's not. That's not where I belong. Looking around, Carol felt her life in Atlanta had grown too comfortable. As she frequently did, she journaled her feelings, saying, the highest and best thing I can do is find a place and know it as deeply and intimately as I know myself. And one place kept calling herself back. Cumberland Island. So when Sam mentioned that his family needed a caretaker for their property there, someone to clean toilets and wash dishes, Carol didn't hesitate. That's how, in 1974, Carol took a job as hired help for the Candler family, wealthy Coca Cola heirs with a private estate on Cumberland Island. It wasn't a glamorous job, but it gave her something more important, a foothold on the island. As I mentioned earlier, it had just been named a National Seashore in 1972, too, and Carol could feel the tension in the air. Wealthy families wanted to hold on to their land. The government wanted to build roads, ferry terminals and visitor centers. And Carol wanted none of it. She wanted to protect the wilderness. By 1978, after four years of washing dishes and scrubbing toilets, Carol had finally saved enough to buy a piece of land on Cumberland to call her own. She purchased a third of an acre for $36,000 from a man named Ike Trimmings, a descendant of Charlie Trimming Trimmings who had been enslaved on the island. The land was modest and remote, carved out from a strip of maritime forest and tucked far from the main visitor paths. But it was hers. The shack on the property was barely standing. It had no electricity, no running water, no insulation from the stifling summer heat or the damp bone chill of the island winters. But Carol didn't mind. She had no bosses, no landlords, no men calling the shots. It was the life she'd dreamed of since girl childhood. Wild, free, and entirely on her own. However, knowing that the National Park Service might eventually claim the land, Carol decided to arrange a deal. Just a year after buying it, she sold the property to the National park service for $45,000, with the stipulation that she could live there for the rest of her life and keep her flock of chickens. To further protect her home, she granted joint ownership to her romantic partner at the time, a realtor named Louie McKee, ensuring that if just one of them died, the park Service couldn't automatically seize control. At last, she had planted her roots. She lived like the animals she studied, lean, alert and attuned to every shift on the island. She foraged and scrounged for roadkill. She trained her body to survive on one meal a day. She bathed in the ocean, slept in short spurts like the predators she shared the woods with, and wore salvage men's clothing that earned her side eyes from the island. Seasonal residents. But she didn't care. She. She was, quote, becoming feral, like the horses that roam freely on the island's sandy beaches. But she wasn't just living her dream of living in the wild. She had discovered a deeper purpose. Even before buying the land, Caril had begun paying close attention to the sea turtles that nested on Cumberland's beaches. She started patrolling at night, watching the mothers crawl ashore to dig their nests, marking the locations, returning weeks later to see which ones had hatched. And when dead turtles began washing up ashore on the beaches of Cumberland island island, sometimes whole, sometimes half eaten, she didn't look away. She studied them. She brought their bodies back to her cabin and performed necropsies, slicing them open on plywood tables, taking notes and preserving bones. She was meticulous, relentless, and far more embedded in the ecosystem than the officials who would occasionally come to the island from the mainland to observe the area. And not everyone liked that. Even after the island became a national seashore in the early 1970s, 70s, the Carnegie and Candler families retained influence, and their vision for the island included curated access, horse drawn carriages, tour groups, boardwalks. The National Park Service, for its part, was eager to build infrastructure. They wanted roads, visitor centers, ferry landings. They saw the island as an underdeveloped asset. Carol saw it for what it was. A fragile, interwoven ecosystem that could be destroyed by a single bulldozer. And already the turtles were dying. Carol was determined to find out what, why. At first, there were just a few carcasses washed up near the dunes, tangled in driftwood, their shells cracked or bloated. Then more. Some looked like they had been struck by boats. Others bore the jagged bite marks of sharks. But something didn't add up. Carol began performing her home necropsies on Every turtle she could find. She documented each one with clinical precision. Size, weight, location, time of death. She cut them open and examined their lips, lungs, their stomachs, their tracheas, and noticed a pattern. Even the turtles with visible injuries had drowned. Their airways were foamy. Their bodies were full of bloody fluid. Whatever had killed them, it had started with suffocation. Over time, a grim picture emerged. More endangered sea turtles were dying than ever before. Shrimp trawlers off the shore of the island were dragging their nets too long underwater. In the process, they were unintentionally catching and drowning sea turtles. Turtles. Thousands of them. It was carnage on a massive scale, and almost no one was paying attention. Except for Carol. She compiled her findings into reports and started sending them to anyone who would listen. Government agencies, universities, reporters. She didn't have a PhD or even a college degree, and she didn't work for a lab. But her data was airtight and her commitment was impossible to ignore. When asked why she was studying the turtles, she said, quote, the whole point of my work is to make their deaths useful. Preserving and studying the carcasses at least provides some purpose of the carnage. Word began to spread. Journalists came to the island to interview the barefoot woman gutting turtles in the woods. Mainstream scientists took interest, and even conservationists began citing her work. In a world that often dismissed people without formal credentials, Carol had done something remarkable. She generated meaningful, undeniable signs. Science. And she had done it alone. But the attention didn't make her life any easier. The National Park Service was already uneasy about her presence on the island. Now she was publicly criticizing their management and documenting the environmental damage that they were ignoring. When a wildfire swept through the island and the Park Service dropped toxic fire retardants and salt water from helicopters to put it out, Carol took samples of the contaminated freshwater, lakes, soil, and marsh plants to show how they'd harm the fragile ecosystem and were sealed. Response. The park superintendent told her, quote, to be perfectly candid, Carol, as long as we don't lose any houses or human lives, it really doesn't matter. As you can imagine, Carol clashed repeatedly with the superintendent, who accused her of being a pest, a squatter, and a troublemaker. In return, she thought he was an idiot, saying, quote, if his IQ were any lower, he'd have to be watered twice a day.
Danielle
Oh, my God.
Cassie
Much.
Danielle
Whoa.
Cassie
Like, shots fired. But honestly, I mean, they're polluting this eco. The National Park Service is doing something detrimental to the environment, and she's like, hey, here's all my. Here's all my Research that I did. You are harm. You are harming the environment with what you're doing here. You are the superintendent take notice. And he's like, as long as no people are dead, we don't care.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
It's like.
Danielle
Feels like a sin when it. Especially given your position.
Cassie
Yeah. It's like, why are you supposed to be doing.
Danielle
Yeah. And overseeing and what you're supposed to be working for and who you're supposed to be protecting. Yeah.
Cassie
I love that insult too.
Danielle
That was like among the top insults I've ever heard.
Cassie
If I ever need to insult someone, that's what I'm using.
Danielle
Yeah. Because the best insults are ones that make the other person kind of. Kind of like stop for a moment and reflect and let it really.
Cassie
What did they just say? Yeah.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
It's like, ouch. And I couldn't even be mad. I think if someone. I mean, my feelings would be hurt if someone said that to me, but I would just be in awe of them. Yeah.
Danielle
So everyone who gives us like really mean reviews, they're not like that.
Cassie
Be wittier so we can at least appreciate them and all their meanness. But obviously with Carol saying stuff like that, she didn't really care about making friends. She wasn't trying to climb this ladder. She wasn't. She was simply just trying to protect the turtles. That's all she cared about. And she didn't care where it was coming from. It didn't matter what your position was. She was very hard and fast in hers. And it was that she wanted to protect the island and the turtles and all of the wildlife that's there. Because what she understood more than most scientists or officials or politicians, was that everything was connected. The dunes shaped the tides, the tides shaped the nesting grounds. And the turtle's survival hinged on all of it. You couldn't protect a single species without protecting the entire ecosystem. But the balance was shifting. More development loomed. There were more roads, more visitors, more disruption. And Carol, who had once come here simply to observe, knew she could no longer stay on the sidelines. She was about to go from self taught biological biologist to full blown activists because it was becoming clear that the data and field work wouldn't be enough. If she wanted to save the turtles, she'd have to fight for the island itself. Which meant going head to head with the very agency tasked with protecting it.
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As I mentioned, after years of private ownership by families like the Carnegies and Candlers, the federal government had stepped in to preserve the island. But by late 1970s, the writing was on the wall. Preservation to the Park Service didn't mean what Carol thought it should. The Park Service envisioned hotels, paved roads, a conference center, gift shops, ferry service to accommodate as many as a million visitors a year. They wanted to make the island more accessible. To Carol, it felt like they were preparing to destroy it. Because remember, this place is 18 miles.
Danielle
It's not big.
Cassie
It's not big at all.
Danielle
And 18 miles is not that long to support that amount of human traffic.
Cassie
That's a million visitors a year. A lot on such a small fragile space. Space with roads now. And yeah, it just, it's, it's a big ask to do that. And she noticed that even sacred sites weren't safe. One proposal included a wastewater treatment plant near Brickhill Bluff, which was an area rich in indigenous history. And ecological diversity. Another suggested building 12 ferry landings from the mainland and bringing in tour buses. Carol was obviously mortified, so she began to mobile. She drafted letter after letter to the national park service leadership, the department of interior, Washington officials, and the press. She challenged the official environmental impact statements, weak understanding of wilderness, and raised flags about potential damage to fragile historic and natural features. To many in power, this made her a nuisance, but to others, she was a rallying point. She began building coalitions, calling in conservationists from Atlanta, scientists she'd met through her turtle research research and writers who could help amplify her cause. And she proposed something radical. Rather than develop the island, why not designate the northern half of Cumberland as federally protected wilderness? Eventually, her campaign caught the attention of William whan, the director of the national park Service. In late 1978, William traveled to Cumberland to inspect the contested north end, the roads, the historic structures, and the proposed visitor zones. Carol seized her opportunity. Rather than a formal briefing in a Washington office office, she arranged a private meeting with William on the island where he'd experienced Cumberland the carol way. On foot, she took him on a long, quiet walk through the dunes, pointing out turtle nests, showing him the traces of feral horses and the marshland that thrummed with hidden life. They walked in silence for long stretches, and something in William shifted. Where before he was all on board with all of this infrastructure being put in place now, now he was seeing the island the way Carol did. After that transformative afternoon on the island, he had made up his mind. He ordered the national park service to immediately drop plans for tour bus transport north of plum orchard. And eventually a ban was put in place on. On vehicle access in the southern dunes as well. Development plans were scrapped. Hotels and roads were off the table, and the park service capped daily visitors at about 300 people, limiting ferry service to about two boats per day. And he pledged to leave the island's roads and naturals contours undisturbed. It's amazing what can be done when you make people care.
Danielle
Well, I mean, I'm. I always think of that Steve Irwin quote about him saying, like, people protect what they love, and you can't love something without having, like, a tangible experience with it and something that you can relate to. And I mean, you can read about everything about a certain location or space or species, cheese and all the most flowering of descriptions. And no matter how well they're written about or how passionate the person is who's telling you about these things are like, regardless of all that, it still is not. It can't replace having an experience herself. And I think she harnessed that and understood that. And it's one thing to, you know, it would be a different conversation if, you know, he went out there and he was like, I still don't care. Because not everyone holds the same values or sees this, looks at a location and sees the same vision. I mean, he could have been like, this is a prime spot for tourism. What are you talking about? You know, like, it could have gone a completely different way. But I think that kind of going back to what she wrote about children and how we're all kind of born with this innate curiosity and respect and regard for nature. And I think that lingers in most people.
Cassie
I agree.
Danielle
And she knows that. And she was like, okay, well, come on down, and you see for yourself what I'm trying to describe to you and what I'm advocating for and let's.
Cassie
Go from there, for sure. And I think that it's also really admirable on her part to have a conversation with someone who she knows is not on her side.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
You know, and I think to facilitate those conversations. It can be really hard sometimes, and I think, especially when you are so adamant and passionate about something, to have a conversation with someone who doesn't see your vision can be really frustrating and can almost seem not worth it. And kind of like going back to her other comment, like, if your IQ were any lower, you. You'd have to be one or two times a day, and it would be so easy to just say that and be like, the hell with you. You. But to be like, no, come see my world. See what this is. Let me, like, let's get on the same playing field here and let's see this b. See this from my eyes and then have a conversation about it.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
And I think to do that is really admirable. And it worked. Carol's hard work had paid off, and it was a stunning reversal. But it was just the beginning, because Carol knew that although the Park Service reversal was a major win, it wasn't permanent. Policies could be revised, written superintendents could be replaced. And if she wanted lasting protections for the island, she needed more than promises and goodwill. She needed legal safeguards. So she got to work. Teaming up with conservationist Bill Mankin, Carol began drafting a federal bill to designate the northern half of Cumberland island as wilderness. A legal status that would prevent future development and severely limit mechanized access. No tour buses, no. No new infrastructure, Just silent sand and sea. But as you can imagine, not everyone on the island was on Board. The Carnegie family, who still owned large tracks of land and operated the exclusive Grayfield Inn, opposed the bill outright. Wilderness designation would ban the vehicle tours they offered to their guests. Local fishermen protested, too, as they were worried that it would restrict boat access and recreational use. Even disability advocates raised concern that a wilderness designation would limit wheelchair access to parts of the island. With all this opposition, Carol's support in Congress began to waver. But Carol wasn't alone anymore. A growing coalition of conservationists rallied to her side. Some had been drawn in by her turtle research, others by her willingness to speak uncomfortable truths about development and environmental policy. And Carol leveraged her network. She called in every favor she could think of, including an old friend from Atlanta with whom she shared a deep respect for the wilderness and who now, now happen to be the president of the United States. Jimmy Carter. It's good to have connections. Jimmy Carter was, of course, a little harder to reach now that he was president instead of governor. But in the end, he publicly endorsed the bill to designate Cumberland northern half as wilderness. And that show of support proved to be pivotal. In 1981, Ronald Reagan became president, and in 1982, he signed the bill. Until law, the northern half of Cumberland island became federally designated wilderness, one of the few such protected areas on the east coast. Soon after, the United nations took things a step further, naming Cumberland Island a global biosphere reserve alongside the Serengeti, Denali, and Yellowstone.
Danielle
Oh, whoa.
Cassie
Big, big name.
Danielle
Yeah. That's an achievement.
Cassie
It's huge. The same dunes Carol had walked barefoot for years were now wrecked, recognized as globally significant, and the island's fragile ecology finally had the legal armor it needed to endure. So, I mean, huge. And the book really goes a lot further into why this island is so important to be designated as as it is. But essentially, this island serves as one of the most important stops for loggerhead turtles in the world.
Danielle
Okay.
Cassie
And they're all connected to populations around the world. And she actually did a lot of research connecting them in South. South America and ACR and globally. And her research on turtles serves still to this day as something that people from around the world use to track loggerhead turtles. And also off the shores of Cumberland island are. Is a very big pool for breeding for whales and dolphins as well. That's really important. So there are so many things about this island that even though it's just the small little spot in Georgia, a lot of these species travel here from around the world to be here at certain times of year. So it's very, very important. Carol had done it. Up against the richest and most powerful families in the nation. Without a degree, without an institution behind her, she helped write wilderness into law. But for all that Carol had accomplished, she didn't always walk away a hero. Her battles with the park service and the wealthy families who still held sway over the act island had left her isolated. She was no longer just an outsider. To many on Cumberland, she had become the enemy. Tensions with the Carnegie family in particular escalated, especially with Lucy and Gogo Carnegie, who wanted to transform the historic Plum Orchard mansion into an artist retreat. Carol opposed it. She believed that the land should be preserved, not repurposed. In the end, she won. Plum Orchard was protected. But she lost any remaining goodwill the carnival Carnegie's had as her allies. She was ostracized. And then there was her relationship with Louis McKee. As I mentioned earlier, when Carol had purchased her small parcel of land on the island back in 1978, she had added her then partner, Louis McGee, who was a local realtor, to the deed to prevent the land from being seized by the government if one of them died. But Louis began drinking heavily. And when Carol told him she felt their relationship had run itself its course, he turned extremely violent. At one point he knocked her unconscious. The physical abuse forced Carol to flee the island, and at the age of 39, she moved back into her parents home in Atlanta to escape him. For months she tried to let go of the place she loved most, thinking that she could never return because of the threat of Louie's violence. She wholeheartedly believed that he would kill her. But still, with that in mind, the island was tugging at her. In the end, it was her friend Jesse Bates Haley, who lived on the island, that lured her back. He called her one day. With reassuring words. He told her Louie had moved on. The chickens she left behind had missed her and it was now safe to come home. And Carol believed him. She was excited. She packed immediately and returned to Cumberland the next morning. Her first stop was the ocean. She dunked herself in its wild waters, letting the salt wash away months of fear and homesickness. And when she returned to her cabin, something felt, felt off. It was quiet. It was too quiet. She discovered that raccoons had raided the coop long before and Jesse hadn't been looking after them as he had told her. She questioned, had he also been lying about Louie? She confronted Jesse and he confessed that the whole lie to get Carol to return to the island was Louie's idea. She forgave Jesse because he didn't know the extent of their relationship. But the dread returned quickly and Louis began prowling again, showing up drunk, snarling threats through the windows. Carol tried everything to protect herself. She talked to rangers, pled with local law enforcement, but no one claimed jurisdiction over the island. She was sleeping in fear, wide eyed at every creek outside her window, waiting for the crack of a gunshot that Louie often threatened her with. She wrote of the experience saying, there is no feeling like trying to work at your desk and waiting for a bullet to hit your brain. I wonder what it would feel. Feel like.
Danielle
God, this is dark.
Cassie
Super dark. She made plans to leave again because of fear for her life. But before she could, Louie came for her. It was April 5, 1980, the night before she planned to leave. That afternoon, Carol had offered a young camper named Pete, who was also planning to take the ferry back to the mainland the next day, a place to stay for the night. When Louie, who was stalking Carol and watched this interaction take place, saw Pete in her car heading back to her cabin, he lost it, believing that this was some new lover of hers. In a drunken and jealous rage, he broke down her door with a splintered canoe, paddle in hand. Carol screamed at him to stop, but he charged forward to attack her. She had no choice. Acting on an animalistic instinct, she grabbed a saw off shotgun from behind the bathroom door, braced it against her hip like her father had taught her, and she fired. The shot hit Lou square in the ch. Chest. He staggered backwards and collapsed on the porch, the shot killing him almost instantly. Smoke hung in the air and Pete clutched his glass of water, stunned, while Carol stood frozen. She hadn't wanted this, had tried everything to avoid it. But she had done what she had to to survive. But it wasn't horror or regret that she felt most. It was relief. At last, she thought she might finally live in peace. And of course, she had Pete there as a. A witness to everything that happened.
Danielle
This poor guy.
Cassie
This poor guy, he's like, I just wanted his place to sleep for the night.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
And then this happened. Yeah. But I mean, even though, poor guy. Great for Carol, because.
Danielle
Yeah, good thing he was there. Yeah, I think.
Cassie
Yeah. Because she's already ostracized from this community. They're looking for any reason to get her out of there and something like this, are they going to believe her?
Danielle
I mean, despite all of her. I mean, it's clearly on record that she had been trying to get other people's attention and assistance and help and kind of trying to advocate for herself.
Cassie
No one had really taken her seriously.
Danielle
So there's like this kind of paper trail of recognition that this was kind of happening. But we all know that in the end, a lot of times it, yeah.
Cassie
Doesn'T really, it should matter, but it doesn't always.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
Thankfully, the law agreed that she was not guilty and it was defense. Carol spent a single night in jail and a grand jury ruled that the killing was an act of self defense before she was acquitted on all charges. But it turned out she still couldn't live in peace on the island because in the court of public opinion, she was condemned. Rangers whispered that she had murdered her way onto the island. Lou's brother called her a black widow spider. People said she had killed for control of the land already seen. Strange and unsolicited sociable Carol became something more threatening in public imagination. Now she was a figure to be feared, resented and vilified. As Will Harland wrote in her biography of the aftermath, instead of Louis stalking her, she was now constantly shadowed by shame and sorrow. Two years after Louis death in 1982 came another tragedy. Carol's close friend Jesse drowned during the high tide while clamming. It was his dog who led Carol to his body. When she didn't attend the funeral funeral, the rumors started again that she had something to do with his death too. The rumors and gossip followed Carol for decades. In 1990, seven years after her big wins, getting Cumberland island protected as federally designated wilderness, a best selling author named Nevada Barr wrote a novel called Endangered Species that many on Cumberland immediately recognized as a thinly veiled caricature of Carol, a woman who ate roadkill, seduced men for power, and used sea turtle research funds to support support a cocaine habit. Carol sued Barr for libel and in 2006 she won the suit. But the damage was done. The image of the wildest woman in America was now layered with something darker and much more dangerous. And what an insult, I mean, to base a character off of her and then say, using her funds for her turtle research, which she's also not making money off of, by the way. She literally like survives on her own on this island.
Danielle
She eats roadkill.
Cassie
She eats roadkill. She's not going to grocery shopping. She doesn't have a lot, a lot of money here. She doesn't, she's never cared about money. And to say that she's funding a cocaine addiction, well, not only that, but.
Danielle
Just like the stark difference of like, who she's sharing the island with, like some of the most wealthy people and families in the United States or the world. And it's like not to say that they're doing anything nefarious with their money, but of course, you know, they're not spending it wisely.
Cassie
And yet you're cooking on caving environment. She like, she doesn't have a dime to her name almost.
Danielle
And she's, she's living in a, on a third of an acre. In the shack. In a shack. And they have a 59 room mansion and a golf course and whatever else going on.
Cassie
And they're vilifying her.
Danielle
Yeah. She's getting picked on. It's just like. Yeah.
Cassie
Oh my God, the audacity.
Danielle
Yeah. Yeah.
Cassie
It's like if Carol had millions of dollars, everything would be protected. Every coast would be protected. You know, like you wouldn't be buying a 59 room mansion. She'd probably still. She feels like the type of woman who even if she had millions and millions of dollars, she would still live in that shack.
Danielle
Yeah. It's like if I won the lottery, there'd be signs. But the signs aren't a big house or anything. You know, it's. For her, it would be. Everything around her would be protected.
Cassie
Yeah.
Danielle
So.
Cassie
Yeah. Which says a lot more about her. And I just, it's just crazy to me that she becomes the villain even after, I mean she's socked, she's abused, she's survived, she's a survivor and she's a fighter and she's being vilified and that just makes me so angry for her.
Danielle
I just, for some also, this name sounds so familiar.
Cassie
Which name? Nevada Bar.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
Maybe you've seen his book before.
Danielle
I feel like he has a lot of Book. Is it? I. Oh, I see right here. Endangered Species. Blind Descent, Bittersweet, Borderline. The rope. It's. They're all like outdoor based.
Cassie
I've never read any of his books.
Danielle
Yeah, these are all. I've never either. But I've definite winter study. There's one with wolves. Yeah, I feel like I've seen these kind of like. Oh, wait a minute here, hold on. And you're like, wait, I understand. Hold on, wait a minute, minute. This one about now that I know the things that I know about. Kind of like the angle. This one right here. Winter study. It's about. Because I, I'm just looking because I had a wolf on the COVID and it says, soon after Anna Pigeon joins the famed wolf study team of Isle Royal national park in the middle of Lake Superior, the wolf packs begin to behave in peculiar ways. Giant wolf printer found. And Anna spies the form of a great wolf from a Surveillance plane. When a female member of the team is savaged, Anna is convinced they are being stalked. And what was once beautiful, idyllic refuge becomes a place of unnatural occurrences and danger beyond the ordinary. It's like, okay, I don't know what that means, but, like, if you're about to vilify wolves, I'm gonna. There's gonna be problems here. First Carol and now the wolves. What's next?
Cassie
Come on. 1.
Danielle
I don't want to. I have no idea what it's about.
Cassie
We will not be reading Nevada bars books for our book club. That is interesting.
Danielle
So it's just interesting because they're all like, clearly they're gaining inspiration from true things, true events in nature and on, like. Yeah.
Cassie
Yeah. Well, I'm glad she's sued in one because that is a crazy portrayal of her after everything that she's been doing to.
Danielle
Yeah, Yeah. I hate to spin it like that is.
Cassie
It kind of reminds me of a really, like, how much I hate Cocaine Bear, that movie.
Danielle
It reminds you about this.
Cassie
I know. I feel like it comes up in my life a lot now that I've seen the movie and learned the story. It reminds me of Cocaine Bear a little bit, though, because not the drug reference, but just taking a really interesting story and spinning it to be something that it's not. To dramatize it and make it. Make it, like, when it's already worth for, like, readers. But it's not like Carol's story is so much more interesting than whatever that funds to support a K cocaine. Like, that's stupid. It's so stupid. And same with Cocaine Bear, how they made that movie. The movie was. The real story is so intention.
Danielle
Like, it was intentionally campy, I think.
Cassie
Yeah. Well, that's what his books feel like. There probably are too, but are you sure? I don't know.
Danielle
No. If. But I don't know. God. First the golf audience and now the Nevada bar.
Cassie
Sorry, Nevada audience.
Danielle
I've never read any.
Cassie
We like Carol. Don't. With her.
Danielle
Yeah. Oh, wait. Nevada is a woman. Oh, that's how much we don't know about.
Cassie
That's how much we don't know about.
Danielle
Yeah. So sorry. I'm sorry. I just wanted to correct that before.
Cassie
Oh, yeah.
Danielle
Whoops.
Cassie
Oops. Sorry. We're still not reading your book, so.
Danielle
Thank God we're back and we're feeling spicy.
Cassie
We are spicy today. I know. I just hate, like, don't use your platform to.
Danielle
For evil.
Cassie
For evil.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
And to shame another woman. Especially as a woman author. That makes me even more mad.
Danielle
Why are you shaming us? Yeah, sorry. I'm not trying to rile you up.
Cassie
I'm riled your IQ was any lower. You don't have to be watered.
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Cassie
Okay, so with all this, her being ostracized and everything, it's no surprise that Carol withdrew further and further over the years. Despite her success as a conservationist, she had always been comfortable in solitude. Now it was this armor for her. But she kept working with a special focus on her beloved sea turtles. Carol had necropsied more than 4, 000 sea turtles on Cumberland island, documenting every injury, every pattern, every data point that might help future scientists understand killing them and how to stop it. In 1990, the Smithsonian Institution requested her collection of sea turtle and marine mammal specimens, which at that point was one of the largest in the world. She agreed. Her meticulously cataloged skeletons and tissue samples were shipped to Washington, D.C. where they remain part of the national collection. More recently, in 2023, thousands more of Carol's specimens, along with field notes, maps and documents from the Cumberland Island Museum Museum, were transferred to the University of Georgia's Natural History Museum, where they'll be preserved for future research. Carol never sought recognition. She didn't give TED talks or lead non profits. But her fingerprints are everywhere, from the island's lasting legal protections to the drawers of the Smithsonian. Her legacy is complicated, and it's unfinished. Carol Rucktishell is now in her 80s. She still lives on Cumberland island in the same ramshackle cabin she built by by hand more than 40 years ago. The Wooden beams are bleached by the sun and warped by salt air. The roof leaks when it rains. But Carol doesn't mind. On the island, she's connected to nature, a part of it, not apart from it. In many ways, Carol's battle never ended. Over the last several decades, she has continued to advocate fiercely for Cumberland's protection, objecting to new proposals of increased tourism, opposing development, and defending the humane treatment of feral horses. Most recently, she fought back against plans to launch rockets from a site just miles from the island. The proposed flight path would have sent spacecraft soaring directly over Cumberland's protected wilderness. Carol, despite being in her 80s, didn't hesitate to spring into action. She joined forces with other conservationists, spoke out at public hearings and in interviews with journalists on the topic. As ever, her goal was to protect the island's fragile ecosystem systems, along with historic indigenous heritage sites. And once again, she came out victorious. In March 2022 referendum and Camden County, 72% of voters rejected the purchase of land for the proposed rocket site, effectively blocking its development. At times, Carol's battles have felt like a one woman war. She's been isolated, ostracized, and publicly shamed. And yet much of what she fought for has endured. The northern half of the island remains federally protected. Well, the wilderness hotels were never built like when Carol first visited the island in 1971, more than 50 years ago. The roads remain unpaved, and the turtles still come ashore to nest. Her work hasn't been clean or easy, going up against some of the most powerful and wealthy families in the country. Her victories came with losses. She has been feared, maligned, ignored, and at times, completely alone. But she's never stopped. Stopped. And in doing so, she's left a mark deeper than any developer could ever carve. Her journals, her specimens, and her battle scars tell a story as complex and elemental as the island itself. Carol Ruktichell didn't tame Cumberland Island. She matched it. And maybe that's the point. Some places and some people aren't meant to be tamed. And that is my story of Carol Richtuchel, the wildest woman in America. America.
Danielle
Oh, you're right. I love her.
Cassie
She's great.
Danielle
She's. She's awesome.
Cassie
What a woman story. So much. And I love that she's still there. I love that she's still advocating. I just. I think that her commitment to wild spaces and this place that she's found her calling in is just. It's incredible.
Danielle
Well, there's that, but there's also. I think the thing that I really appreciate. Appreciate about her the most is. Is she walks the walk like she lives really true to her values. Because a lot of times, you know, you have certain beliefs or hold certain values or have certain structures of, you know, ways of life that you're just like, this is what I'm about, and this is what I advocate for. And, you know, you can talk the talk all you want, but, you know, living true to what you're saying is a whole nother thing. And I think that even though she didn't. There wasn't a point in time, at least, that I picked up on, that she gained, you know, this huge financial influx that would have led her to have, like, this choice of, like, oh, I'm actually gonna get a better house or buy a nicer car or do whatever the heck else. Like, she just kind of stayed true to what she had always said, you know, from the beginning, since she was a child. Child. And I think that's really cool because that's not always the case.
Cassie
I mean, she went to the National Park Service and she said, hey, I'm going to sell you this land, but under the stipulation that I will be here for the rest of my life. And she is holding true. She's holding so true to that.
Danielle
I mean, things change, though. Like, you never know. So, like, it's just really cool to see that play out, you know?
Cassie
It is. And I think one of the things that I really, really love about her story is that she. She started at this alone. You know, she saw how special and important this was, and she was up against some of the richest families in the world, and that didn't deter her. That didn't stop her. She had to get into some political stuff and to get her voice heard. It didn't stop her. It didn't deter her. She was just so. She relied on the facts. She relied on her own observations. And I think it's just really inspiring in a time where we're seeing, like I said at the beginning, we're seeing. Seeing some federally protected lands being stripped of their protections, and to see that one person can make such a difference and how much one voice can do. I don't think it should have to be one voice. I think that it should be collectively so many voices. And I. I feel sad that she was alone in this fight for a long time. I'm glad that people came around and. And I mean, that's not always the case. She's still obviously fighting for it, but I'm glad that more people have her back now. And I think collectively as a country, we're leaning more that way where we want our natural spaces to be protected. But I think it is such a poignant story right now because when things feel a little hopeless and that these places that we love are gonna lose. Lose their protections and be developed. That there are stories like these ones.
Danielle
Yeah. To lean on and recognize and remember.
Cassie
Cumberland island is still.
Danielle
Still.
Cassie
Is still the way it was when she first got there. And that is because of her. And I really, really hope to visit one day.
Danielle
Yeah. I mean, everything you were just saying reminds me of. I mean, it's not like super breaking news or anything, but. Because it's been a few months now, I think since April, but the whole news about opening up the Pacific Remote Islands Marine National Monument, the biggest marine national monument monument in the world for commercial fishing.
Cassie
It's crazy.
Danielle
It's just like. I mean, it's.
Cassie
It's protected for a reason. Yeah.
Danielle
So there's that. That's our kind of like.
Cassie
I think we need all our carols to step up now.
Danielle
Let's go.
Cassie
Let's start. Grab some inspiration from her. Grab an ounce of what she's got. Yeah. Let's go, girls. And everyone else too. Because it's not just a girls fight.
Danielle
Yeah.
Cassie
But anyway, for everyone. Great.
Danielle
Well, thank much you so, so much for sharing her story. I know you said it was a long time coming and I remember that because I remember when you first told me that you were interested in her story. I was living in Colorado, so it's been well over a year.
Cassie
I read her book so long ago. I have it sitting on my shelf.
Danielle
I loved it staring at you.
Cassie
Yeah. And there's. So if anyone is looking for a book recommendation, read her book, the Wildest Woman in America. It is not written by her, but the author worked very closely alongside her and she had very much a say in the speaker book. So it wasn't like published against her will or like not in conjunction with her. So she's very heavily involved in it. And it's just. It's a beautiful book and it is very. It's very interesting and I really loved it. So that's my book wreck for this episode.
Danielle
Awesome. Well, and as always, I'll add it to our npadpodcast.com our website. We have a bookshelf tab where I try to put every book that we wrap. Many. I know there are so many at least like the big ones, the heavily used or recommended for each episode. I try and put up there they're not categorized by episode, but they're all like just up there. So that'll be there too. I'll add it on there. And thank you everyone for listening. We will see you next week. In the meantime, enjoy the view, but watch your back. Bye everyone.
Cassie
Bye.
Danielle
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National Park After Dark: Episode 316 - The Wildest Woman in America and the Fight to Protect Cumberland Island National Seashore
Released August 11, 2025 | Host: Danielle and Cassie | Produced by Audioboom Studios
In this compelling episode of National Park After Dark, hosts Danielle and Cassie unravel the extraordinary life of Carol Ruktichell, a self-taught biologist whose unwavering dedication safeguarded Cumberland Island National Seashore in Georgia. Titled "The Wildest Woman in America and the Fight to Protect Cumberland Island National Seashore," the episode explores Carol's relentless battle against powerful adversaries to preserve one of North America's most biologically diverse islands.
Carol Ruktichell was born in 1941 in Rochester, New York, into a religious household marked by mechanical ingenuity and emotional distance. Her father, Earl, a gifted mechanic, instilled in her a profound understanding of machinery and a penchant for wildlife from a tender age.
Cassie introduces Carol's adventurous spirit:
"She wrestles alligators, eats roadkill, rides horses bareback through salt marshes, and lives in a hand-built cabin on a remote stretch of barrier island surrounded by snakes, sea turtles, and the ghosts of Gilded Age tycoons." [00:02]
Despite a tumultuous family environment, Carol found solace in nature, often exploring the woods alone and developing a deep connection with the natural world.
At 14, Carol's bond with nature intensified when she moved to Atlanta, Georgia. Her quest for independence led her to the University of Georgia, where she struggled to conform to conventional academic and social expectations. A tragic encounter with a romantic partner resulted in her expulsion, propelling her back to a life intertwined with nature and solitude.
Cassie reflects on Carol's early defiance:
"I'll get as far away from fighting and from the expectations as I possibly can. I'll live according to my own rules." [08:07]
In 1971, driven by her passion for the wilderness, Carol ventured to Cumberland Island, an 18-mile stretch of untamed sand, salt marsh, and maritime forest off Georgia's coast. Here, she immersed herself in the island's ecosystem, living in a hand-built cabin and dedicating herself to studying its diverse wildlife, particularly sea turtles.
Cassie narrates Carol's initial experiences:
"Cumberland island was officially designated as a national seashore in 1972, putting it under the management of the National Park Service. But even that didn't guarantee preservation." [17:41]
Carol's deepening commitment led her to uncover alarming patterns of sea turtle deaths, which she meticulously documented through necropsies. Her findings implicated shrimp trawlers responsible for unintended turtle drownings, a revelation that garnered attention from scientists and conservationists alike.
Cassie highlights Carol's scientific contributions:
"She documented each one with clinical precision... It was carnage on a massive scale, and almost no one was paying attention. Except for Carol." [29:38]
Her persistence paid off when she secured federal protections for the Chattahoochee River under the Wild and Scenic Rivers Act, leveraging her relationship with then-Governor Jimmy Carter, who would later become President.
Danielle comments on the importance of connections:
"It's not what you know, it's who you know." [31:45]
Despite her conservation victories, Carol faced significant opposition from the National Park Service and influential families like the Carnegies and Candlers, who had vested interests in developing the island. Her activism often put her at odds with these powerful entities, leading to personal and professional conflicts.
Cassie recounts a heated confrontation:
"The park superintendent told her, 'As long as we don't lose any houses or human lives, it really doesn't matter.'" [41:42]
Her relentless advocacy culminated in a pivotal meeting with William Whan, the National Park Service director, who, after experiencing the island firsthand with Carol, shifted his stance, leading to the cancellation of major development plans.
Carol's fierce dedication came at a personal cost. Her romantic relationship with Louis McKee turned abusive, forcing her to flee the island temporarily. Upon her return, a violent altercation resulted in Louis's death, which, despite being ruled as self-defense, tarnished her reputation and led to public vilification.
Cassie expresses empathy for Carol's plight:
"But it's just like, if Carol had millions and millions of dollars, she would still live in that shack." [63:22]
Media portrayals further distorted her image, culminating in a libelous novel that misrepresented her character and actions. Carol successfully sued the author, but the damage to her reputation lingered.
Now in her 80s, Carol continues to reside in her ramshackle cabin on Cumberland Island, remaining a steadfast guardian of its fragile ecosystem. Her legacy is enshrined in the legal protections she secured, her extensive sea turtle research housed in the Smithsonian and the University of Georgia, and the undisturbed wilderness that stands as a testament to her life's work.
Cassie celebrates Carol's enduring impact:
"Her legacy is complicated, and it's unfinished. Carol Ruktichell is now in her 80s. She still lives on Cumberland island in the same ramshackle cabin she built by hand more than 40 years ago." [54:38]
Carol's recent victories, including opposing rocket launch sites that threatened the island's serenity, underscore her enduring commitment to conservation.
Carol Ruktichell's story is a powerful narrative of resilience, passion, and the profound impact one individual can have on preserving natural wonders. National Park After Dark pays tribute to her as "the wildest woman in America," whose life's work ensures that Cumberland Island remains a sanctuary of biodiversity and natural beauty.
Danielle closes with admiration:
"I love that she's still advocating. I just think that her commitment to wild spaces and this place that she's found her calling in is just incredible." [73:57]
Carol's journey serves as an inspiring reminder of the importance of protecting our planet's wild places and the individuals who dedicate their lives to this cause.
Recommended Reading: The Wildest Woman in America and the Fight for Cumberland Island National Seashore by Will Harland – A detailed biography chronicling Carol Ruktichell's life and her pivotal role in conserving Cumberland Island.
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