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Gretta Moulton Forest Restoration

By Don Recklies, Naturalist

 

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Forest Restoration Workshop #179, May 21, 2011

 

For Protectors’ 179th Forest Restoration Workshop 7 of us returned to the Greta Moulton Tract, a site just off the Green Trail where the Yellow Trail crosses Manor Road on its way past  Moses Mountain.  Protectors has been visiting that site at least once a year since I have been a member, and I’m told that this was one of the original locations for our workshops back when Tony Emmerlich, Tim Wenskus, and others in the Department of Parks started reclaiming disturbed areas with the help of a Lila Wallace Reader’s Digest Fund Grant grant in the 1990s.  Chuck recalls Tulip saplings being planted along that trail years ago that are now sturdy young trees, trees that would have had small chance of surviving without periodic pruning of vines that might strangle them while they were still saplings.

 

We separated into small groups according to our tools and temperament and went after either the twining woody vines or Multiflora Rose.  My choice was the Multiflora Rose; the soil there is rich and wet, and the rose can grow thick and rank forming clumps with stems over an inch thick.  These can grow into impenetrable thickets that without constant attention would soon overwhelm the trail.  Over the years we had spent periodic sessions pulling the rose by hand and digging it out with a pick-mattock.  We had some success, but gaining on it was slow.  Then about 4 years ago the Department of Parks attacked that area with herbicide, and in the following spring there was little left but dead stems and withered, brown leaves.  Much of the rootstock, however, was not killed, and by the end of the year rose suckers were springing up from buried roots and many apparently dead clumps had sprouted new buds.

 

We kept the site on our schedule and found that the re-sprouting rose was much easier to uproot than it was previously.  I suppose that the lack of nutrient during the growing season must have killed many rootlets and weakened the hold of its roots on the earth.  Over the next few sessions we found that the same thing had occurred with other clumps of rose that we had previously cut because they were too large to uproot.  Now large swathes adjacent to both sides of the trail are visibly free of multiflora rose; however, further from the trail, and especially alongside the stream, there is much left to uproot.

 

We continued clearing vines away for the balance of our work session, and were lucky to enjoy weather that was just about perfect - a major relief from the wet weather we had all the previous week.  Temperatures were just low enough (high 60's) to make wearing trousers and long sleeves comfortable, and the sun shown in a clear blue sky - and we could enjoy working in the shade!  By noon, the mosquitoes were just starting to be drawn out by the warm weather so, for the most part we avoided them.  We also seemed to avoid the ticks as well, and only one of us to my knowledge discovered a tick crawling up his leg.

 

 

Ticks have recently been a problem in that area, especially around the heaps of Japanese Honeysuckle that mound some of the more open areas.  On a Restoration a few years ago Chuck picked five off his clothing in just an hour.  Dom noted that formerly they had not been so troublesome, but now that so many ticks have been infected with the agent of Lyme disease and the huge invasion of deer has helped spread them across the island, they are something to worry about.  Now whenever one strays off the beaten path, it’s a good idea to strip down and make a tick examination before the day is over.  It’s an annoyance, but that’s just the way it is.  As far as Lyme disease, recent research indicates that the disease originated in Europe long ago, before the ice ages, and has been present in the US for a long time; why it should have flared up around Lyme, Connecticut in the 70s and quickly become the major problem it is today remains to be discovered.

 

There are several kinds of ticks, but the tick of most concern is what is now called the black-legged tick, formerly the deer tick.  The old name was a bit of a misnomer, because the tick is not very particular about what mammal it uses for a blood meal; deer are just large and convenient as far as adult ticks are concerned.  However, considering that the deer-mouse is one of the nymphal ticks primary hosts and one that most frequently infects the tick with Lyme disease, perhaps the older name wasn’t so far wrong after all. 

 

Like insects and crustaceans the tick has a exoskeleton that must be periodically shed for the tick to grow, and in so doing the tick goes through a life cycle of four stages.  Eggs are laid in the fall and hatch into a tiny larval tick; just an almost invisible dot, but still needing a blood meal to grow.  These six-legged larvae usually attach to some small mammal such as the deer mouse for their first meal, and usually don’t pose any danger to us big creatures.  In any case, the experts say that ticks freshly hatched don’t carry disease agents, and don’t become a danger until after they have fed on an already infected mammal.  Most deer mice are infected - some say more than 70% - so after that first meal the young ticks become a hazard.  The next stage, the nymphal stage - by which time they have acquired a forth pair of legs, is the stage that most often transmits disease to us.

 

The nymph stage is bit larger than the larval stage, but still pretty small, about a tenth of an inch long and easy to overlook.  These ticks, like the sesame seed sized adults they will eventually become, climb to the tips of low-lying plants where they can latch on to passing animals.  One researcher has suggested that they might be found on fallen timber since that is frequently used as a kind of super-highway by mice, etc., and that this is where resting or lunching hikers may pick up ticks.  I can’t verify that is true, however, but it certainly seems possible.  If the ticks catch onto clothing, they will climb up until they reach skin, often lodging at points of pressure such as the belt line or where sleeves press against the flesh.  Anchored on the skin they appear like a tiny, flip-floppy scab or bit of flesh.  If the tick nymph is  unable to get enough blood during its first season, it can overwinter until the next year.  (If you’re squeamish, you might want to skip the next three paragraphs...) 

 

The tick needs a good part of a day to embed its beak into the skin and begin imbibing blood, so if found early enough it can usually be carefully removed.  I favor using a strong, sharp-pointed tweezer, gripping the tick’s ‘beak’ just below the head and pulling strongly but slowly until the tick pops loose.  You don’t want to grip higher on head or body for fear of pulling the tick apart leaving the head embedded, or squeezing the contents of the tick’s body into your skin.  Most sources say to avoid using chemicals or heat to cause the tick to release for fear that it will regurgitate the contents of its stomach into your skin while releasing.  Having a doctor or clinic do the removal might be a good idea, although expensive, but delaying for an appointment might prove to be a problem.

  

 

Lyme disease has gotten the most publicity, but that is just one of the blood-born diseases ticks can carry.  If you’re curious, do a Google search and look at sites such as

http://www.health.state.mn.us/divs/idepc/dtopics/tickborne/diseases.html; our local NYC Natural Resources Group has produced an informative booklet, although now a bit dated, which you can find as a PDF at:  http://www.nycgovparks.org/sub_about/parks_divisions/nrg/nrg_stats.html.  Regarding different ticks and different diseases, I should mention two years ago finding a female Lone Star Tick, which has not yet been identified as a vector for Lyme disease, but harbors several others, climbing up my arm when I was walking the LaTourette bike path.  I assumed from its name that this was a western tick brought in by a visiting dog, but then found out that it is in general a southern tick, and has been moving up the east coast from the south. 

 

Because a tick uses its mouthparts not only to suck up blood but also to anchor itself in the skin, the business end of its head is very interesting.  I say mouthparts because the mouth of a tick, like those of insects and spiders and other jointed legged invertebrates is not just a simple hole in the head that leads to its stomach.  It is made up of a number of specialized “appendages” that surround the opening to the gut and work together as if they were the blades of a Swiss army knife.  If you hold a tick under a high power hand lens or use a low-power microscope you can see that its mouth parts form a stout tube (if you care, it’s called a hypostome) that is surrounded with sturdy, nasty-looking, backward pointing barbs.  It’s these barbs, anchored in the skin, that make a tick so hard to remove.  When a tick decides it has found a good place to attach, it secretes some anesthetizing saliva and begins to slice at the skin with two of the blades of its “Swiss army knife”.  When the hole is deep enough, it pushes the barded central part in and then continues with the cutting parts to make the hole deeper, pausing every now and then to shove the barbed part further in, and secreting protein compounds that harden and help anchor the barbs in place.  When I first looked at the mouth of a tick and saw the barbs I immediately thought “how on earth does it get that thing back out!”  While writing, I discovered that while absorbing blood through that barbed tube (hypostome), the tick is constantly secreting saliva to keep the blood fluid and maintain anesthesia, and that when done it secretes a lot more saliva to lubricate the hypostome and allow the tick to pull it out (maybe that saliva dissolves the cement too).  It seems that by the end of the meal, if the tick is infected, its saliva is full of bacteria and the tick leaves its host with a substantial dose.

 

 

The various mouthparts of all these invertebrates are intriguing mechanisms, so odd that they appear to us, when we get a look, like something out of a sci-fi horror movie.  Not many of us, though, have the equipment or inclination to take a look at the actual apparatus, and that’s where the internet comes in handy.  If you want a good look at the business end of a tick, although artificially colored to make things more clear, take a look at http://www5.pbrc.hawaii.edu/microangela/deertick.htm or  http://www.sciencephoto.com/media/111990/enlarge (there are lots more if you Google);   http://salinella.bio.uottawa.ca/BIO3323/InteractiveWeb/DigitalZoology/Mout_Lab.html has lots of fascinating, labeled photos, and http://www.backyardnature.net/insmouth.htm is one of many other sites of photos and drawings of the mouthparts of small creatures.  One of the neat photos on the Digital Zoology site is that of a nectar feeding butterfly showing the long, coiled feeding tube that can extend deep into a flower to reach the nectaries inside.  Like the mouthparts of other insects, this tube is deceptively simple; it is not just a simple straw; not only is it flexible and capable of being coiled out of the way under the butterfly’s head, it is constructed as two half-tubes which have to be carefully combed together by the still soft adult butterfly when it emerges from the pupal stage where it had transformed itself a caterpillar.  Apparently the halves of this siphon are joined by tiny hooks which allow it to be split apart for cleaning, but I haven’t seen an illustration that clearly shows these - no doubt a more attentive web search would find a photo... 

 

Well, enough about body piercing and sucking mouthparts!

 

Following our work session we first made a loop around Loosestrife Swamp and then a longer loop past Pouch Camp to Hourglass Pond and back.  The flush of early spring wildflowers is now over; the trees have leafed out and conspire against any plant that cannot co-exist in the deeper shade.  That earliest of the spring flowers, the Skunk Cabbage, sports tall, glossy green leaves that will continue to expand over the next month, but the increasing shade is already working against them, and their leaves will soon lose their gloss.  By mid-summer they will start to become tattered and ready to collapse.  Trout lily blossoms and those of the Spring Beauty are nowhere in evidence, although Canada Mayflower flourishes as myriad sprigs of white blossoms promising a surfeit of red berries come the fall.    Among the shrubs, a few Pinxters still held their blooms, although on most of these the petals had become separated and hung like wilted collars around the ends of the pistils. 

 

Early summer flowers were showing and we found True Solomon’s Seal with its waxy, greenish bells hanging in a rows of paired flowers along their stems, and an occasional Virginia Waterleaf.  Strangely, none of the Virginia Waterleaf leaves showed the typical “waterspotting,” and I wondered if the wet weather the week before had anything to do with the even coloration of the leaves.  Bits of summer yellow showed along the trail, usually the five-petaled blossom of a Cinque-foil or an Indian Strawberry (not a true strawberry, it is usually described as inedible or tasteless; I see that some foraging accounts say it tastes a bit like watermelon, so when I next see it I might give it a try).  I had expected to see a lot of 4-petaled, yellow cress, but we passed only one scraggly specimen not worth mentioning in a small clearing on the way to Orbach Lake. 

 

We paused beside Orbach Lake and again at Pump-house and Hourglass Ponds to look at the lush emergent vegetation.  At all three locations there were lots of Arrow Arum, unfurling the leaves whose shape gives the plant its common name, but none were yet in bloom.  However, the tight balls of unopened Spatterdock blossoms seemed to be everywhere, just waiting for a little more sunlight or warm weather to open into rounded, yellow, 6-sepaled cups.  (Sepals and petals both are actually modified plant leaves; the petals immediately surround the sex organs of the plant, the female pistil in the center and the male stamens, and the sepals form the next outer layer.  Usually sepals, if present, are greenish and somewhat leaf-like, although in some cases, like the Spatterdock, they are the showy part of the blossom.)  At the edge of Pumphouse pond one of these blossoms had found enough light to open and for us to see the thick pistil centered in the middle of the blossom like a squat pedestal.  Sarah-David knows these as Bullhead Lily, and others know them as Yellow Pond Lily.  The common names seems to abound, and my old field guides sometimes list them as separate species, Spatterdock being a southern variety.  Recently, however, the folks doing genetic studies seem to have decided that all of these, once considered separate species, are but one, Nuphar lutea.

 

 

We noted a few mushrooms, including the intricately patterned Dryad’s Saddle (Polyporus squamosus), a bracket mushroom whose scaly surface has the appearance of being laid over with an armrest cover from the 1890's, but stopped to remark only on the Tree Ear (Auricula auricularia), which was growing as a cluster of floppy, brown, rubbery flaps on a dead stick by the trail.  Tree Ear is a common jelly fungus which consumes dead wood - it doesn’t attack the living stuff - and is often found attached to small dead branches have dropped to the ground and occasionally on dead branches still attached to the tree.   True to it’s common name, after a wet period it expands from a brownish-black crust to an amber, quivering mass.  Although it appears to be a sticky jelly, if you’re brave enough to touch it you will find that it’s quite rubbery, not sticky at all.  I’m rather amused about the redundancy of its current Latin name - how would that be translated?  Ear’s ear? - and read that among other Latin names it used to be called Tremella auricularia, trembling ear, and for descriptive purposes that older cognomen was a pretty good name.  The taxonomists discovered, however, that the Tree Ear didn’t belong in the same group as the other trembling jelly fungi, and so changed its name.  In older texts you find it called Judas’ Ear or Jew’s Ear, and there is a lot of supposition about the folk-lore that created this name.  Those names, however, are now recognized as politically incorrect and usually only appear in lists of “other names” that the fungus has been called.   Wickipedia has an extensiveaccount of this nomenclature: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auricularia_auricula-judae.

 

Well, this last week has been a busy work week for me and gotten in the way of writing up this account - which believe me is the far more pleasurable activity - but it’s done for now.  Next month will see us at Clove Lakes park.    

 

 

                                                                                  DfR 05-23-2011

 

 

 


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