What it takes to make us pack it just in a little early

Please understand that by "a little early," understand that I mean it was a 9 hour day instead of 11 or 12.

Understand, we'd have kept working if it was just light rain. Hell, moderate rain we'd have probably pushed through, despite problems seeing the screens on our dataloggers, and other equipment. That's just how we roll. We're what the kids call "hardcore" these days.

But hail, plus lightning on our adjacent hillsides, really got us jamming back toward the truck.

Urban Forestry

I just wanted to share with you all an article I read recently about Portland's urban forestry, in the South Park Blocks in particular. For those of you who don't know, the South Park Blocks are a. 8.76 acre, 12-block long stretch of trees with a playground, fountains, and historical statues, a space that's been there since 1848 when it was first platted on the then-outskirts of town. It has since been absorbed into the southern reaches of what's now Downtown Portland, and is adjacent to the Portland State campus. It's part of what makes Portland so nice, liveable, welcoming. Walk there any time of year and you'll feel the history of the place in the shade of the trees, the age of the buildings alongside it. The North Park Blocks, home to the City's first playground since 1908, are just as nice in their way, but at a piddling 3.11 acres and with smaller trees, so you get a nicer walk in the South.

Lovely spot at Salmon Street

So it seems the trees in the South Park Blocks are getting too old and tall. One of them fell recently, so they're going to go about cutting some of the older ones down and replanting some youngsters. Naturally, this has to be done. Nobody wants pedestrians getting hurt (any more than they already have), buildings getting damaged, etc. Makes me sad and glad at the same time. Sad for the loss of incredible trees that have seen so much change around them, glad for the planning and hard work that will go into maintaining and managing the trees that people here care about so much. That's my tax dollars at work, people, and I wouldn't have it any other way. 

Quoth the article:

 As old trees disappear, so will the soaring canopies that distinguish many Portland parks and neighborhoods. It will be a shocking change for a city that boasts stands of stately elms and towering firs. Ensuring a green canopy for Portland's future requires a more varied urban forest, with many sizes and species replacing the towering trees people have come to love.

Eleven of the oldest trees have been tagged for removal, and some have already been taken down. At over a century in age, these trees have had a good life and provided plenty of shade and enjoyment to the residents of Portland, so their time has come. Fair enough. If you're interested, though there are changes coming to the City's urban forestry planning and management, here's a link to the 2004 Urban Forestry Master Plan for the City of Portland. With over 10,000 acres of parks, Portland has a lot to do!

But reading the article brought to mind how much I love Portland's canopy, open spaces, and the overall impression of verdant life bursting from all corners that the place has about it, and I wanted to share just a couple photos from a recent walk I took with my wife. These are from in or around Laurelhurst Park, not too far from our home. These were taken at something like 8pm or later, which shows how a lovely summer afternoon can just smear itself into evening hours in Portland.

The breathtaking view isn't helping this cyclist catch his breath, is it?

One of the more charming features of Laurelhurst Park is these lamps they have along the pathways. My wife likes to imagine she's peering out of the back end of an antique wardrobe whenever she takes pictures of these. Take a look at this shot, and try to recapture the awe of reading the first book that truly captivated you as a child . . . imagine yourself discovering Narnia for just a moment.

Mr. Tumnus sends his regards.

I am so in love with my hometown. Beautiful moments like this one are encountered on a daily basis, if you bother to look around. I'm sure that's true of other places as well, but mine's special, and uniquely well suited to me.

 How can you NOT love this?

Thanks for reading, all. Hope I made you smile, maybe made you want to visit. Please leave a comment, tell me about your favorite places, your favorite parts of Portland, or your thoughts on Urban Forestry.

Much love!

Logging Roads

So, you all know logging is a big deal, but did you know logging roads themselves have an impact? I know this may seem a kinda esoteric topic, but it's serious enough that there's a case about to come to the Supreme Court about it. Keep reading, and you'll have some idea what's up.

Logging roads tend to be places where erosion can occur, because they weren't always placed carefully, their existence resulted in the removal of a lot of trees that had stabilized hillsides and filtered water that later made its way to streams, and their purpose did not involve a lot of foresight beyond getting at lumber. A lot of the time, roadbuilders would divert a stream from its natural course to make sure it couldn't interfere with the road. In addition, logging truck traffic can grind gravels into a fine sediment that then washes into streams and rivers, which, if you've been reading, you know is bad for salmon spawning and for a lot of other species in the streams.

In the Grande Ronde Basin where I've been working, the Mount Emily Logging Company, the main logging company in the area for a long time, started shifting from using railroads to trucking on logging roads in the 1930's (though they were still investing in new railroad extensions as late as 1944 to get at a neighboring basin's trees). Roadbuilding really picked up in the 1950's when the Forest Service started "salvage logging" operations. More on that another time, perhaps. For now, know that roadbuilding more than doubled in the years between 1978 and 1989, and the current road density is something like 2.5 km of road for every square kilometer in the Grande Ronde basin. Huge.

That's why it really warms my heart when I see something like this on an old road that winds up to the headwaters of a beautiful stream:

YOU SHALL NOT PASS!

Love it. They closed off the road and did restoration work all up and down what remains above this barrier. There's even a fence to keep out more limber ATVs and the like. I didn't follow the restoration all the way up, but they've thrown down large lumber as further roadblocks (and erosion controls) and put in a ton of new tree plantings for at least a kilometer up from this roadblock.

 This shot shows a little of the scope of the restoration effort for just this one road. I wish I knew who did it so I could thank them. I got to hike along this quite a ways to get to one of our monitoring sites, and it ran along a stream the whole way. This work represents a lot of improvement in habitat, for upland creatures as well as in-stream ones.

All those little bits of fencing there? Those are there to protect the baby plantings. See, when saplings come up naturally, they don't tend to form what looks like a buffet line for deer, elk, cattle, or any other herbivores that wander through. So in restoration work, you have to have fencing to keep the leaf-munchers away until the plant is strong enough to survive a little nibble now and then. These fences should do the trick. If you ever volunteer for this kind of work, you may run into some boyscouts chasing badges by showing up with massive rolls of the stuff, posts, and some wirecutters to construct these things out of, as I did a while back at the Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge.

But it goes further. Another thing that naturally dispersed seedlings have in the kind of habitat the restoration workers were trying to recreate/reinforce here is shade. These babies grow surrounded and shaded by their elders, not out in the open like this. So, I kid you not, each and every one of these plantings, along a long stretch of former road, has a protective  fence AND a little shade screen next to it so it doesn't get a fatal sunburn. This is, after all, EASTERN Oregon, not Portland. They actually get sun out there, unlike here at home, where summer has yet to arrive in July.

And yes, because I know that this immediately jumps to mind for all of you, yes, all of that hay you see there was thrown down for short-term erosion control and yes, it is actually certified as weed-free. I know this because there are literally road signs every mile or three through the forest proclaiming that all hay on Forest Service lands has to be. This is a necessary and valuable precaution that ensures that not only baby plantings like this, but also full grown forest stands don't get choked out by invasive plants like Himalayan Blackberry (tasty, tasty evil, that one), or English Ivy.

For some additional background on the Grande Ronde Basin's history, you can go here, and if you'd like a more academic overview of land use practices in the area, this paper is great. Yes, I already linked to them both above, but you didn't click over because you were so engaged by my writing, correct?

Enjoy!