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Kipuka
by Taro Ietaka I recently learned a new word while reading Orion magazine kipuka. It is Hawaiian and refers to areas surrounded by lava flows but which remain full of vegetation and wildlife. The term has been used to mean island of life. Cranberry Lake is part of a kipuka, along with the land around the White Plains and Kensico Reservoirs, that is surrounded by human development. White Plains, a city of 57,000 that is only four miles from the Preserve, is very different from a volcano, but its parking lots, highways, buildings and lawns are only slightly better than flowing lava from the point of view of much of our wildlife. You Are in an Incredibly Important Place is what visitors to the Cranberry Lake Nature Lodge read on a big sign above our map display. There are so many reasons for why this is true the Preserve can be important for a childs enjoyment of the Cascade, an adults getaway place from the stress of everyday life, or a beautiful setting to have a family picnic - but perhaps the most important is the Preserves role as a home for wildlife. After all, there are other places people can go to enjoy themselves and relax, but there is no place in New York outside of Long Island that is home to a modest little plant called Twisted Screwstem. There is no other place in Westchester that I know of that is home to a little lichen called Gnomes Fingers. Fish are safe from hook and bait in Cranberry Lake, flowers are protected from picking. This past summer we had a bobcat spend several months within the preserve. It was seen by a patrolling police officer, several hikers, and even a summer camp group. River otter, mink, fox and coyote can also be seen in the park occasionally. Barred owls, screech owls, pileated woodpeckers, belted kingfishers, hooded mergansers, great blue herons, green herons, turkey vultures, red-tailed hawks, coopers hawks, and over 90 other species of birds have been recorded at Cranberry Lake. To me, these animals represent hope that maybe we havent messed things up too badly yet. Or if we have destroyed their homes in more remote areas, then I am happy to know that Cranberry Lake and the surrounding watershed land are a place they can come to weather the storm and hope for better times. One of the important roles a kipuka serves is as a repository for wildlife from which it can repopulate surrounding areas. If conditions turn favorable in the surrounding neighborhoods, Cranberry Lake could act as the launching point for mushrooms, salamanders, woodpeckers, and locally rare creatures to re-colonize the
In this issue:
Kipuka 1 The Curators Journal 2 The Kensico Ax 3 How to Light a Fire 5 Preserve News 7 Cranberry Creative Corner 8
Plus:
Cranberry Maze 9 Calendar of Events 10 The Mushroom Museum 12
(Continued on page 6) CRANBERRY L AKE PRESERVE Westchester County Parks Dept. 1609 Old Orchard Street, West Harrison, NY 10604 (914) 428-1005
Welcome to the first edition of the Stewards of Cranberry Lake Preserve Newsletter!
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The Kensico Ax
by Zaac Chaves On October 23rd in Valhalla, NY, at least one citizen anxiously called the police to report a man with a weapon. After the municipal police sergeant failed to locate the danger, the immediate search was called off and surrounding departments were notified to keep a look out. Shortly thereafter I was crossing over the Kensico Dam on foot as part of my daily protest of the personal car. Wearing my usual Westchester County Parks shirt and khaki pants, I had been walking this stretch of my ninety-minute commute to Cranberry Lake Preserve. Suddenly I heard the crunching of pebbles from behind and glanced back to find a large vehicle marked DEP Police with the door opening. In a few minutes the sergeant returned to his vehicle, and I admired the gorgeous fall foliage over the reservoir as the scene gradually crowded with more sergeants and other officers representing the Mount Pleasant police, the North Castle police, the Westchester County police, and the New York State police. I would also soon have the opportunity to meet my supervisor from Westchester County Parks for the first time. But at this moment the sergeant simply asked me to place the ax on the ledge, which I did neatly, steel clinking against the cold granite. In some strange way, this commotion had less to do with the ax that I carried to work than with exposure. The Mount Pleasant Police sergeant reassured me that I could carry an ax to work. The problem was that a citizen had perceived this ax as a weapon. What I could have done differently, he suggested, was to keep the ax's head concealed within my bag. This ax would likely not have been reported if only the ax's handle extended out the top of my backpack. However, when submerged in my bag I would lose control over the direction of the ax blade. A rustling ax head could rip a hole through my bag and fall somewhere accidentally. In another scenario, the ax could be removed from my bag which would be difficult for me to prevent when behind my back and out of reach. My experience as a park employee suggests that the safest way to carry an ax is at the side, just below the blade, with the cutting edge facing away from my body as I had been doing. By adhering to professional and safe standards it is truly surprising that
someone found my commute threatening. Earlier that day while carrying this ax, I traveled through the towns of Ridgefield, Katonah, and Chappaqua. I sat among many commuters on one bus and on two separate trains. I even passed a political candidate who approached and asked for my vote. Indeed, according to the Mount Pleasant Police sergeant he had only been alerted to my presence as late as downtown Valhalla. I overheard the DEP Police sergeant more specifically mention a call concerning an "ax murderer." My purpose here is not to deny the fact that an ax can be used to inflict harm on others. People have been intentionally and tragically killed by men wielding axes. Indeed, an ax murder did once occur near where I had been stopped, at a submerged site where a stolen ax was used to murder a Kensico store owner in 1882. Also within the choppy gray waters of the reservoir, deep beneath the reflection of autumn leaves, lies a favored headquarters of George Washington. There is an American paradox regarding George Washington's ax. Since in Washington's possession, his ax is said to have had the handle replaced three times and the head replaced twice. In other words, this ax is still considered an original artifact even though it no longer consists of any original parts. The ax, the story goes, is shown to an intrigued audience who are quickly disenchanted upon learning that Washington never actually held the handle nor swung the head. On Halloween night of 1776, Washington withdrew his troops to the hills on the northeast side of what is now the Kensico reservoir. Washington was on the verge of directing one of his most impressive feats involving the stealthy movement of troops and supplies over the East River. Amid a climate of urgent messenger alerts, ever-lurking British spies, and little sleep, acting based on fear would have compromised the safety of the troops and the longevity of the nascent United States. However, as with any emotion, Washington understood that fear alone would be a tragically unsafe way of assuring that safety. Is it not somewhat impertinent, if not unpatriotic, for a citizen living over the footprints of his or her forefathers to sound an alarm at the sight of a uniformed county employee carrying an ax? As colonial farms are further subdivided, paving the way for our modern livelihoods, the ax stands as a timeless icon indebted towards this nation's heritage. (Continued on page 4)
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Photo by B. Gliwa
My children attend homeschooling nature classes at Cranberry Lake Preserve. They had several classes on survival skills, and one in particular about building a campfire. But it wasnt just about making fire. First we discussed safety and how to contain a campfire, then we cleared our area of debris and a bucket was filled with water in case of emergency. Fire safety: Check. Then Taro began to tell the children about how local Native Americans taught their own children how to build a fire. They learned how the fire was looked upon as a guest, and this guest would need a comfortable bedkindlingand a housesticks with enough ventilation so that the fire can breathe. Local History, Native American lore: Check. Then Taro demonstrated different fire starting techniques. He showed how some methods spark, like flint and steel or 9 volt batteries and steel wool, while other methods use friction, like the bow string. Science: Check. The children set to work, squatting in front of their little stick houses, trying to catch a spark in their kindling beds. As each little campfire lit, so did the faces of the children. It is something they will never forget learning, proving that education is not simply the filling of a bucket, but the lighting of a fire.
Photos by C. Ramos-Payne
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Kipuka
area. At first it may seem ridiculous to think that Westchester, especially near White Plains, could ever revert back to conditions suitable for more wildlife. But thats not true. If golf courses are converted from monocultures of grass suitable only for Canada Geese into wooded or meadow habitats, as may happen at the old Ridgeway golf course, it may be the offspring of plants at the Cranberry Lake kipuka that are dispersed there and act as pioneers for a re-greening movement. Or, if phragmites, the tall reed that dominates the wetland between the Stop & Shop on North Broadway and George Washington Elementary School, ever releases its stranglehold then it would be possible for the pogonia orchids, chokeberries, and buttonbush at Cranberry to land seed there with the aid of wind and bird dispersers. It can happen as long as we humans are vigilant in protecting Cranberry Lake and other kipukas as islands of life, safe from our flowing asphalt, bulldozers, and lawnmowers.
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Passing of Ken Soltesz We were very sad to hear of the death of Ken Soltesz, Curator of Cranberry Lake until 2002. Ken was an amazing naturalist and educator who was legendary for his knowledge of dragonflies. Visitors to Cranberry Lake who have never met Ken may still recognize him from the Cranberry Lake Maze upon successfully navigating the maze from the Quarry to the Nature Center, one is welcomed by a self-portrait of Ken, bearded and waving. It is how I like to remember him. In thanks for Kens contributions to the Preserve, Eagle Scout Jonathan Smith will be creating the Ken Soltesz Memorial Trail to one of the parks most scenic overlooks of the lake and will be building a bench for visitors to enjoy.
in inhospitable places such as in the cracks of rocks. I hadnt realized that Red Oak acorns were similarly indiscriminate about growing in shallow soil over rock, as evidenced by looking at the blown over rootstocks. The other interesting thing was the direction that trees fell either to the southwest or northwest. Noreasters are pretty common in our area, so only a few trees came down while Sandy was blowing from that direction. Sandy then shifted with winds coming from the southeast a much more infrequent occurrence, with correspondingly many more trees toppling to the northwest.
Superstorm Sandy Monday, October 29 was a black day for the trees at Cranberry Lake Preserve. Dozens of hundred-year old Red Oak trees were blown over the road and trails. For the next couple of weeks, Preserve staff with dozens of scouts and volunteers helped to re-open blocked paths. The storm was interesting for a number of reasons. Of the scores of trees that came down, the overwhelming number were either Black Birch or Red Oak. Black Birch is known for its small seeds that will sprout
South Pond Boardwalk Update Regrettably, we still recommend visitors avoid using South Pond Boardwalk it is still unstable and missing boards. Earlier this year we sourced cut locust tree logs to use as the footings for a rebuilt boardwalk. However, we are still awaiting delivery.
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February
Saturday 2nd, 1:00 PM BICYCLE REPAIR 101 Cycling is a great way to reduce consumption and stay fit. Come learn how to do a basic tune up on your bicycle: tires, adjustments, cables, and safety. Saturday 9th, 1:00 PM NATURE STORY TIME Weve got a library of great story books in the nature lodge that wed love to share with you and your children. Staff choices may include The Lorax, The Salamander Room, Bufo: the Story of a Toad, and more. Sunday 17th, 1:00 PM GEORGE WASHINGTON CARVER AND CONSERVATION A hike focused on recognizing some of the practical ecological advice offered by Carver.
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Cranberry Staff
Curator Taro Ietaka Naturalist Zaac Chaves Conservation Division of the Westchester County Department of Parks, Recreation and Conservation
Newsletter Staff
Managing Editor: Cristina Ramos-Payne
The Stewards of Cranberry Lake Preserve is dedicated to promoting a better appreciation and understanding of the natural world and the value of Cranberry Lake Preserve. The Stewards provide financial and volunteer aid for exhibits, educational programs, and science equipment. The Stewards also encourage citizen participation in local and state government actions related to the future of the Preserve and nature center.
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This temporary exhibit was set up at the end of a mushroom identification program led by Zaac Chaves.
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