The world through Roy Chapman Andrews’ eyes
Liberal arts education took Roy Chapman Andrews to the ends of the earth, and 100 years later Professor Shannon Fie followed in his footsteps as part of the Roy Chapman Andrews Legacy Expedition. They honored Roy Chapman Andrews’ original 1925 Gobi Desert expedition by collecting artifacts and data from sites that are well known, but not well documented.
It’s possible to live in Beloit and not know who Roy Chapman Andrews is, but it’s not likely if you live in Mongolia. An inspiration for the character of Indiana Jones, Andrews was a past president of The Explorers Club, director of the American Museum of Natural History, and according to Shannon Fie, professor and co-chair of anthropology, “the only Beloit person to appear on the cover of Time Magazine.”
Andrews made multiple expeditions to the Gobi Desert, and he saw it all – bandits, sandstorms, and the most beautiful views in Mongolia – all through his binoculars, which are, Fie would learn, as iconic as Indie’s hat and whip. In her role as President of the Roy Chapman Andrews Society, Fie didn’t hesitate to apply for the two-week expedition led by Bob Atwater. She was one of thirty people working on five research teams – archaeology, biology, geology, paleontology, cultural heritage – with local Mongolian collaborators.
In preparation for the trip, Fie packed Andrews’ binoculars in a bright pink case from TJ Maxx, along with her sun umbrella and sleeping bag. Sara Appelbee, Andrew’s granddaughter, recently donated the binoculars along with other materials to Roy Chapman Andrews Society.
“Everyone wanted to recreate photos of Roy,” Shannon says with a smile. “See it through his eyes.”
Working on Pottery Hill, a thirteenth-century settlement and likely spur of the Silk Road, Fie got a glimpse into Andrews’ world, no binoculars needed. Able to speak only the language of ‘archaeology’ with Urta, their in-country lead, she reconnected with the feelings her students experience in their field work. “I was able to be fully present. I had no responsibilities. We would find things, hold them out in our hands, and then ask Urta ‘bag it or toss it?’”
Back on campus, Fie carefully removed the Roy Chapman Andrews’ binoculars from a new leather case she bought at the Black Market in Ulana Bataar. “Liberal arts education takes you to the end of the world,” says Fie exuberantly, and after one hundred years or two weeks, no view ever remains unchanged.


