Now & then: a walk through time at the Kalamazoo Nature Center.
Hopkins, Sarah ; Stobie, Peter J.F.
On a beautiful autumn afternoon, a solitary figure seeks refuge on
a favorite trail that leads to an overlook above an old gravel pit. As
she walks through a mature beech maple forest she thinks about the
concerned citizens who, 50 years ago, rescued this lovely ravine from an
expanding gravel mining company. Through their efforts, the Kalamazoo
Nature Center was created.
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Today, the nature center's 1,136 acres include areas of beech
maple forest, two reconstructed prairies, wetlands, river bottom lands,
and farm land. This diversity of habitats is a legacy of the
Wisconsinian glacial advances and retreats. At the height of the most
recent advance, all of Michigan was covered by several thousand feet of
ice. This ice contained huge amounts of soil and rock debris carried
from more northerly parts of the state. As the ice melted, sometimes
slowly and sometimes rapidly, various types of hills and depressions
were left behind.
As the individual continues her walk, she crosses a spring-fed
stream at the bottom of a depression and then puffs her way up a
gravelly hill. She is well aware of the variety of small rocks under her
feet and of the larger erratic boulders poking up from the blanket of
leaves. The boulders are primarily igneous granite and metamorphic
gneiss, rocks formed more than one billion years ago and subsequently
shaped and transported by ice and flowing water from sources as far away
as Canada.
At the top of the gravel pit she sits in an open area and studies
the rocks in front of her. Soon she finds some fossil relics from 350
million years ago when Michigan lay under a warm shallow sea. Small
corals patterned like honey bee combs, tiny rings from an unfathomable
number of crinoids, pieces of fossilized shells, and even the plain grey
limestone tell the story of an ancient ocean filled with invertebrate life. These fragments were also plucked from bedrock and carried by the
ice.
In pre-settlement time this gravel hill was covered by a beech
maple forest and stretched nearly one-fourth of a mile to the Kalamazoo
River. In the late 1800s and early 1900s the demand for gravel grew.
Many thousands of tons of gravel were removed from various sites at what
was to become the nature center. One of the areas targeted for mining
was very close to a lovely location that was popular with picnickers and
college biology students. The alarm was raised and in 1960 the Kalamazoo
Nature Center (KNC) came into existence.
Since then children of all ages have come to the old gravel pits
for a glimpse of Michigan's geologic past. Local school groups put
together a scale model of a glacier (15 feet of PVC piping and a
Monopoly house become ice a mile thick towering over your home) and push
ice cubes through the sand to observe how ice plucks rocks. Cub and Girl
Scouts search for fossil fragments, weathered limestone, and colorful
granite as they work toward geology awards. College students and other
visitors enjoy bird-watching from the deck that overlooks the
regenerating forest.
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The visitor walks across the aptly named Trout Run. This lovely
stream rises in a wetland, another glacial legacy, and is fed by
numerous springs. With great foresight and much persistence, the KNC has
acquired all but a few acres of Trout Run's watershed. Various
trails accompany many sections of the stream, but the portion that flows
from the gravel pit bridge to the Kalamazoo River is the most heavily
used. For more than a half-century, students have recorded the tiny
animals hiding under the stream-smoothed rocks. Middle school students
create an artificial oil spill with popcorn and then discuss the impact
on wildlife and people. The startling reality of this activity became
evident when nearly one million gallons of oil poured into the Kalamazoo
River upstream from KNC in July 2010.
A few hundred yards downstream she comes to a hanging spring where
the water flows downhill into Trout Run. In the spring, scores of yellow
marsh marigolds grow between the rocks but in late fall only the mosses
show green. In a way, this spot summarizes the history of the area.
Potawatomi people, pioneers, and early nature center campers drank the
very cold water. Area farmers mined marl from a nearby seep. Picnickers
came to enjoy the beech maple forest with its beautiful spring
wildflowers and many nesting songbirds. Across Trout Run the very edge
of the gravel mine looms under the fallen leaves.
The visitor walks to the deck overlooking the confluence of Trout
Run and the Kalamazoo River. She tries to imagine what this river looked
like 12,000 years ago, when it was perhaps a mile wide and filled with
icy glacial melt water and tumbling rocks. What Pleistocene mammals
visited here? What people paddled past here? She watches the clear water
bubbling past and thinks about the nature center's varied
post-glacial topography and how it provides so many rich experiences for
the nearly 5 million visitors that come each year.
A bald eagle flies overhead, a tribute to the returning health of
the river. And thanks to the foresight of the nature center founders,
this lovely spot will be preserved for both wildlife and for future
generations of people. What a legacy!
Kal-Kalamazoo Nature Center is here for you ...
Inspiring people to care for the land that we all share.
Gentle rolling hills, open prairies, and sparkling water views.
Kalamazoo Nature Center is here for you.
-- Chorus from the Kalamazoo Nature Center Song [C]2010 by Foster
Brown
Sarah Hopkins is the senior interpretive naturalist at the
Kalamazoo Nature Center. Reach her at shopkins@ naturecenter.org. Peter
J.F. Stobie, CHI, is the education director at the Kalamazoo Nature
Center. Reach him at
[email protected].
The glaciers sculpted what we see in Cooper's Glen today. The
rolling hills of steep moraines and glacial outwash plains Forests,
prairies, and wetlands emerged from the land so fair. Walk with me,
I'll show you why we've learned to care.
-- Verse from the Kalamazoo Nature Center Song [C]2010 Foster Brown