A tree falls in Oregon
They might be dwarfed by architecture, but nothing we've built has transcended time the way big trees have. The "Klootchy Creek Giant" lived long and large. It took a record-setting windstorm to bring it down.
In the exhibit gallery at the top of the Space Needle, there's a graphic of the relative heights of the tallest structures in the world. We're perennially fascinated with records and record-breaking, and the tallest-in-the-world designation is an important one. Perhaps the impulse to hold the title is best captured in the story of the Tower of Babel, which functions mainly as a cautionary tale to keep our hubris in check. Warnings against ascending to the heights of the creator seem to be largely ignored here on the ground, for there is an undeniable human urge to build, build, build as high as we possibly can without having the thing topple like a stack of Jenga blocks.
Up until recently, when the record began to break faster than our ability to keep up with it, most people could name the tallest building in the world. For much of human history, it was the Great Pyramid in Egypt (481 feet). Then, for a time it was the Eiffel Tower (1,000 feet). Next it was the Empire State Building (1,239 feet), the World Trade Center Towers (1,350 feet), and the Sears Tower (1,454 feet). They're building a hotel in Dubai right now that when completed will rise to a height of 2,625 feet. By comparison, Seattle's tallest building, the Columbia Tower, is only 937 feet tall.
Lesser known are the locations and heights of the world's tallest trees. Maybe this is because the trees are just there — they are not markers of human ingenuity. They exist independent of us; they exist despite us. Most likely the very tallest were cut down during the last century and turned into houses or chairs or kindling. We use trees more than we celebrate them, and only recently have we come to protect them. The great swathes of primeval forest are largely gone; only patches remain.
In last week's triple-digit windstorm, a great Sitka spruce tree in Oregon — once recognized as the largest of its kind in the nation — snapped at a height of 75 feet and fell to the forest floor. Unlike so many other big trees, it died a natural death.
The tallest ancient building trumps today's tallest tree, which stands at a "mere" 379 feet. It is Sequoia sempervirens, otherwise known as the redwood. Imagine a living thing rising to more than half the height of the Space Needle! Such tall trees host entire ecosystems in their uppermost branches — hanging fern gardens, lichen and moss, as well as plants and animals only recently discovered. Tree-climbing scientists have found rare salamanders, plankton, and soil supporting huckleberry bushes at hundreds of feet. Like the unexplored depths of the ocean, we've only just begun to study the rich life of the tall tree canopy.
The Sitka spruce that fell this week in Klootchy Creek Park near Seaside, Ore., in Clatsop County, was "only" 204 feet high, taller than a hockey rink is long. It was also the largest living thing in Oregon — larger by volume than any other flora or fauna in the state. A tourist attraction, the tree was the largest Sitka spruce in the nation but shared the designation with another Sitka in Olympic National Park in Washington, near Lake Quinault. A challenge to the Klootchy title in the 1980s led the officials at American Forests, who keep the National Register of Big Trees, to declare a tie. The circumference of the Klootchy Sitka spruce was 53 feet, its diameter 17. If, god forbid, they had carved out its base and put in a road, you could have driven an SUV right through its trunk.
The National Register of Big Trees is less concerned with height and more concerned with overall tree size. They use a point system similar in technique to that employed by the Boone & Crockett Club, which keeps record of big game trophy kills, with the notable exception that the National Register most certainly prefers that the trees not be felled in the pursuit of a measurement. A key component of their mission is environmental preservation and restoration.
The problem with tree height is that for the giants, it's a difficult thing to gauge. The most accurate measurement is taken by ascending to the top and dropping an extraordinarily long tape measure to the base. Klootchy's high-traffic tourist spot notwithstanding, most of the tallest trees are hidden in little-explored terrain without easy access. They've also been tricky to ascend until recent improvements in tree-climbing gear allowed entry to the canopy without causing damage to the tree itself. As recently as the 1970s, a team of French scientists went so far as to develop a dirigible raft, which they used to float amongst the treetops. The most common method for measuring tree height, however, is from the ground, and there are limitations. Many of the old, established records for tallest trees have since been found to be inaccurate by as much as 15 percent, and usually taller, not shorter than actuality.
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Comments:
Posted Mon, Dec 10, 12:39 p.m. inappropriate
Just a cull . . .: In the 1980s I visited this grove and the tree. A family was in the grove at the same time. There were the kids, mom and dad, and grandpa (or maybe he was great grandpa). Everyone was in awe, except for gramps. He looked around at the trees and harumphed a few times. Then he announced with matter-of-fact disdain, "Ain't nothin' but a cull. I used to cut bigger ones than that every day for years."
Farewell, giant tree. May you now nourish the forest for the next 500 years.
Posted Tue, Dec 11, 6:18 a.m. inappropriate
Sometimes a little bit of distance...: A hunter of integrity has the utmost respect for his prey, and most importantly, takes only what he needs - the respect of a gardener is similar, but not exactly the same for the fruits and plants harvested. (Gardening and 'gathering' has historically has been more of a female avocation.)
Harvesting trees is no different - it is part of the cycle of life. Writing an article whose unstated conclusion is that Weyerhauser is evil is not appropriate. FWIW I'd bet Izaak Walton never dissed those making a living from the fish - and I'd bet he also took, and remembered at least a little bit of, High School Geometry.
(One of my big issues right now is the effects of mathematical illiteracy on the 'business' practices of government. Reporters are perhaps the single best way to remedy this problem - my apologies, but you get, at best, a "D" on that aspect of your story.)
Measuring a tree 'most accurately' does not require one to 'climb to the top' of the tree and drop a line. It is most efficiently done by stepping back a ways from a tree and applying a little bit of smarts. A measuring tape is still required, but there is no magic, 'high tech' or otherwise.
Life is a cycle and good writing should reflect that - things lost, things gained.
Doing this with punch and boom is harder than a simple moral tale of good and evil But the lessons themselves aren't really all that hard - of life lived, and told, again and again. The stories do change, but some things remain the same.
As we are talking about the relationship between words and the 'environment' let me bring to the table an old story, the First Testament story of the Tower of Babel. That 'tower' also fell, and yes people did hear it. (confidential to Mr. Gates - FWIW I'll 'prophesize' that this is going to be your story too.)
But I'd bet at least a few of the masons involved in the work left the area, returned to their villages, and built towns worthy of living the best of lives in.
With trees the important resource are citizens who will volunteer four hours of time on a late Saturday morning to plant a donated tree. As I recall you are a resident of the Ballard neighborhood. I never lived in the neighborhood (perhaps a mistake), but I was a participant in what was probably the single largest tree planting event in the City ever - maybe a grand total of fifty blocks all planted with 1-3 inch diameter trees in the early 1990's.
Fostering hate towards loggers might well motivate folks to get involved in this sort of effort, but that hate has other effects which are undesirable.
As to the profession of writing - perhaps a few less words spewed onto woodpulp and a little bit more time hanging out with your neighbors - say even planting a tree - would be appropriate? I'd bet you could even put a 'carbon footprint' 'number' on that effect.
-Douglas Tooley
Lincoln, Tacoma