Heeding the call of the wild

As Flathead Wildlife’s Jim Vashro introduced the presenter for the group’s gathering last month in a meeting room on North Meridian Road, a low rumble rose from the back of the room.  

Attendees looked about inquiringly; was it passing traffic or an appliance on the fritz? Then it became too loud to ignore, and then too big as a five-foot didgeridoo poked into view followed by Mandela van Eeden, blowing into it as she swung it over our heads. The deep rubbery sound vibrated the room.