Welcome to all whom share a reverence for the lost indigenous landscapes of Michigan. Prior to Euro-American settlement, my neighborhood was a mixture of open oak woodlands, small grassy prairies, various wetland communities, and small lakes.

Savannagain captures my personal journey toward the restoration, reconstruction, and rejuvenation of a small piece of the former oak openings with the wisdom and humility of the areas original inhabitants. The goal is to ultimately learn how to re-inhabit this endangered landscape, save the last of the local relic plants on the brink of local extinction, and leave this place better than when I found it.

Monday, February 3, 2014

You Can't Tell A Book By Its Cover

 by Jim Lloyd

I can’t separate my interest in historical preservation with my interest in natural history.  I have long been fascinated by the huge trees that line many of our “less remodeled” roadways.  When European settlers came to this part of Michigan (primarily from upstate New York) beginning in the 1830s, Oakland County greeted them with a diverse mix of oak/hickory forests intermixed with modest open areas of native tallgrass prairie now known as “oak openings”.  Also there were numerous lakes and wetlands that had their own wetland complex vegetations.  In less than 100 years the settlers had cut down and logged nearly every tree in the state. Up until the 1960s agriculture was king and the landscape was largely devoid of any trees. After that agriculture was replaced with land speculation which allowed many of the forests in our community to regenerate nicely. Many oak species have a life expectancy of at least 400 years, so we can be quite sure that there are but few survivors.

Today most of our oldest trees line our roadways, many of which our European ancestors laid out on surveyed section lines. But there is the occasional roadway that was originally a Native American Indian trail. These can be spotted as roads that do not adhere to the section line grid. In as much as I gasp when I see one of these trees cut down (remember that Oakland County was named after the magnificent oaks that the settlers found), at the same time I am fascinated to discover the age of the tree. Fortunately the modern, huge professional chain saws that it takes to cut one of these beasts are usually well maintained and leave a pretty smooth cut that lets me closely inspect the growth rings.

In December 2013 one of these trees was removed on White Lake Road (which originally was the Shiawassee Trail) in White Lake Township.  I rushed over there in bitter cold weather to get a peek at the trunk rings that would allow me to document the age of this tree. This tree had a irregularly shaped trunk section indicative of a tree that had grown in the open much of its life and had huge low branches. I measured an approximate diameter of 60 inches and an age of 170 years. Many of the growth rings in this tree were quite thick, typical of a tree that grew in the open and never had to compete for sunlight or nutrients.
   

    
Two years prior, I documented another Oak tree that had blown down in a very wet site in a very old closed canopy forest. This tree measured only 24 inches in diameter with a very round trunk section and 30 feet of clear wood to the lowest branch which is typical for trees grown in a forest environment where they must compete for sunlight  by reaching upward relentlessly. The rings of this tree were extremely tight (24 per inch in the oldest layers) providing a visual demonstration of why old growth lumber is so strong, stable, dense and highly prized. Young plantation grown trees produce lumber that is much different in appearance. Although this tree was only 24 inches in diameter it was 146 years old.




Even though these two trees were approximately the same age, they were dramatically different sizes due to their different site conditions. Even the larger at 170 years was well short of the life expectancy of an oak tree and the trunk had only slight distress. It also was only a small seedling in 1843 when the first European settlers were cutting down its ancestors to build their homes and barns, burn for fuel and clear the land for the European version of agriculture. I will never see an original native oak tree because there aren’t any.  Such is the legacy of man.

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