Thursday, June 28, 2018

Quarry Scrolls II










 
 
 Smooth, clean, definite

        ideas carve alternatives

on fluidity.





















 
 
 
 







Configurations

        of choice and chance dispute

ambiguity.




























Lichens pioneer

        a garden on granite for

tissues of perfume.
































The lens of the eye

        transfixes swift instances

of concentration.






























Two tales of desire

        compose their calligraphy

on witness of stone.


























Thursday, June 21, 2018

Quarry Scrolls I













Water permeates,

     invents whimsies on a wall,

pools in reflection.



























Cormorant's ripples

     across the palette surface

search for blue water.































Sunlight and shadows

     make a nightscape of ghost trees

awaiting summer.





























Feathered javelins

     scorch the patinated wall,

igniting water.


































A baton rises;

      diverse kingdoms lean in to

propose novelties.

















Thursday, June 14, 2018

Beaver Perspectives

One inconscient day at Halibut Point about four years ago I was startled by a large form breaking the surface of the quarry, at the edge of my vision. I reached for my camera disbelieving a seal could have wiggled up from the sea. Turning back, only a bubble trail remained. I scanned the quarry surface for several minutes but The Thing didn't reappear. How long could it hold its breath?

Several weeks later one of the Park staff asked if I'd seen Chuck the Beaver. The apparition fell in place. A specimen of North America's largest rodent had crossed the State highway to this ready-made pond for the first time in anyone's memory.

Those of us awaiting a good look at our first beaver began to notice encouraging signs in the 'penciling' of trees near the quarry.

A 'penciled' tree
The work was more precise than what we had been able to achieve in our formative years with Boy Scout hatchets. The top of the tree was missing....

Precision
The felling had taken place by moonlight. I tried a few times to be in attendance during the crepuscular hours of dawn and dusk when a few Park walkers had lucky encounters, but fortune (or the creature's good hearing) eluded me.

Beaver in the shadows
Once that summer I thought I noticed shrubbery moving at a distance across the quarry. Enlarging the picture at home I found the beaver munching a stick in the shadows! But this inadvertent prize didn't have the clarity I desired.

Sally and the beaver
Steve Amazeen photo

I imagined that a longer lens would help, or a stealthier approach, somehow, along the crunchy gravel path. These notions were eroded by the trophy photo that Steve Amazeen took one morning on his walk with Sally. The beaver introduced itself to Sally in broad daylight.

The lodge appears
I was concerned that time was running out to get a photo of my own. People said it wouldn't stay, that a ready-made pond wouldn't suit it because beavers' damming instincts are triggered by the sound of running water. Nevertheless domestic building got under way in the stillness of a quarry corner. Was family activity imminent?

Snug winter in the lodge at lower right
No one reported sighting a second beaver. But perhaps Chuck was a pioneer who would attract a mate in the spring.

Logs stored and consumed
Late in the year beavers accumulate food for the winter, storing it underwater or within the lodge. Never fully hibernating they have to eat year round. They find nutrition in the cambium layer between wood and bark.

A beaver-engineered dam and pond in Dogtown Commons
Anticipation of a beaver colony prompted controversy at Halibut Point. Would they become an icon or a pest? Beavers have a nearly human capacity to change environments.

A night's work beside the quarry
Vegetation was disappearing. Some areas of the quarry began looking stark. I worried about the impact on bird life.

Mallards
The Mallards, of course, were unfazed and opportunistic--qualities they share with rodents in proximity to humans.


One day I got my picture in the briefest of appearances. The creature was long, sleek, and a wonderful rich brown. It was my only sighting.

Beaver speculations continued into this year although no one has reported seeing Chuck since last fall when he was spotted at a nearby watery sanctuary. Then Halibut Point walker Richard Meyer sent me a precious video of beaver doings in the quarry.

One frame of the beaver video
Richard made his recordings with a cell phone! I ate humble pie with delight.

Richard Meyer
Richard hit upon a technique for capturing pictures in the moment. "What you can see out here is just amazing. I walk around the loop holding the camera like this in front of me. Then if anything crosses the path I get it."




Thursday, June 7, 2018

Harbor of Refuge

Halibut Point crowns Cape Ann which "extends like a fist into the sea" in the dramatic geography of Paul St. Germain, author of the newly published Sandy Bay National Harbor of Refuge and the Navy.

Map of Cape Ann in 1776
Library of Congress
Jutting out into the coastal shipping lanes while curling around the deep waters of Sandy Bay, Cape Ann became the locus for a great notion of improvement to maritime safety in nineteenth-century America, a Harbor of Refuge where sailing ships might ride out North Atlantic storms. Interest sharpened in the 1880s as the number of vessels passing Sandy Bay annually exceeded 70,000. The preceding fifty years had seen almost 700 shipwrecks or partial wrecks between the ports of Boston and Portsmouth.
 
Paul St. Germain at the breakwater remnant
Bill  Whiting photo
In his new book St. Germain brings to light the effort to create off our shore the second-largest (after Cherbourg, France) man-made harbor in the world. A remnant of the breakwater today piques the curiosity of anyone looking outward from Rockport's North Village coastline.
 
The breakwater in Sandy Bay, 1915
Construction began in 1885 on a V-shaped granite wall that would enclose 1,664 acres affording anchorage to 5,000 ships, with entry at either end. It proceeded in fits and starts over the next thirty years as Congressional budgetary authorizations permitted.
 
A cross-section of the breakwater
The project was breathtaking: amassing, a mile offshore, enough stone to withstand nor'easters in waters averaging 60 feet deep, over a span of almost two miles. That it "got off the ground" was due to the proximity of a granite industry along the coast. The foundation of the breakwater absorbed an immense amount of the waste stone that ordinarily clogged quarry operations. Superlatives of engineering ingenuity and tenacity are detailed in the book.

Enlarging the wharf at Folly Cove for Halibut Point granite exports
Postcard view courtesy of Bob Ambrogi, Vintagerockport.com
As soon as Edwin Canney's development of the Babson Farm Quarry in 1894 showed productive potential the Rockport Granite Company acquired its Halibut Point acreage for integration into the vast enterprise.
 
Babson Farm Quarry, 1909Charles Cleaves photo
Barbara Erkkila Collection, Cape Ann Museum
From deep below the surface Halibut Point provided large smooth-grained blocks to cap the Sandy Bay Breakwater. They were shuttled by rail down to the Folly Cove Pier and loaded onto barges.
 
Placing 20-ton capstones on the breakwater
Sandy Bay Historical Society photo
But the massive stones by themselves would not be enough to resist the power of ocean storms. They were pinned to each other with two-inch iron dowels and iron straps.
 
Battleships of The Great White Fleet seen from Pigeon Hill, 1906
The westward expansion of the United States during the nineteenth century burst into the Pacific with the annexation of Hawaii and the Philippines in 1898. Exuberant passions of Manifest Destiny helped sustain funding for construction of the Sandy Bay Harbor of Refuge. When he became President former Assistant Secretary of the Navy Theodore Roosevelt commissioned a formidable new fleet that toured the globe to serve notice of American potency. Many of the battleships built in East Coast shipyards performed their sea trials off Cape Ann before an enthralled citizenry.
 
 
The son of Charlestown (Boston) Shipyard's chief naval architect, Paul St. Germain provides a richly illustrated tribute to the ascendancy of the naval force that bolstered American commercial and cultural enterprise around the world.
 
Implicit in the transformation of shipping from wind to steam power was a diminished need for a harbor of refuge. Engine-driven vessels could better ride out storms or run for port. The final Congressional appropriation for Sandy Bay came in 1915. Only 900 of the intended 9,000 feet of breakwater was completed, leaving the unsecured ends vulnerable in ensuing decades to de-construction by the sea.
 
Two million tons of granite extracted from the core of Cape Ann were deposited for the quixotic breakwater that might have converted Sandy Bay into a primary port facility. In that case the un-utilized lowest Exit designations for Rte 128 might have come into play for an extension of the highway to the center of Rockport.
 
Instead we have a Town of Refuge.