This is how good it is to be a professor on summer break: Yesterday afternoon, after composing yesterday morning's epic account of my Massanutten trip, I toodled on over to the Palisades Museum of Prehistory to (a) drink beer and (b) talk rocks with the museum's curator, Doug Dupin.

The Palisades Museum of Prehistory is in far western Northwest DC, near the Dalecarlia Reservoir and Sibley Hospital. There, you'll find a neighborhood called the Palisades, and in the Palisades, you'll find Doug Dupin's house. In Doug's backyard, you'll find what appears to be a nice shed. Turns out, this is the museum. It's a long story, but basically it boils down to this: Doug was a cartographer, but a contract went sour, and so he was staying at home with a lot of time on his hands. He decided to grow some grapes to make wine, and store that wine in a self-dug wine cellar. He started digging the hole, and encountered arrowheads, pot sherds, and other artifacts. He got intrigued, and decided to showcase the findings atop the wine cellar in a self-made museum.

If you want more details, the Washington DC CityPaper profiled Doug in a 2006 article. A good read; I recommend it.

Doug is a great guy -- pursues what he's interested in, be it homebrew, viniculture, skateboarding (he once rode the length of the C&O Canal on a self-made board -- read about it in this New York Times Magazine article), or archaeology.

Doug attended my "Walkingtown, DC" walking tour of DC's geologic history, and brought along a few odd rocks for me to identify. At the end of the tour, he invited me over to see his museum. Yesterday, I finally got the chance to do that. We cracked open a couple bottles of Dogfish Head 60-minute IPA and started browsing his collection of found prehistoric objects. Doug was very interested in my analysis of rock types (apparently archaeologists use a different set of terminology for describing what rock types projectile points are made out of).

On his own property and in neighboring areas of the Palisades, Doug has found hundreds and hundreds of objects, many of them beautifully worked arrowheads of flint, quartzite, and rhyolite. There are also some oddballs that don't fit with the human prehistory theme: a 1791 coin bearing the image of Louis XVI, crystals of amethyst and gypsum, old glass bottles, rounded river cobbles, and anything else that caught his attention. One of the most astounding things I saw yesterday was a huge woolly mammoth tooth. Doug told me a friend of his found it in the Potomac River while canoing (I think he said near Seneca Creek, but that was a beer and a half in, so maybe I've got that wrong). But there it was, a fully ridged mammoth molar; unmistakable. I hadn't heard of previous mammoth finds in our area, but I guess it's not surprising they were here.

Anyhow, I had a great time, and I recommend that everyone in the DC area make an appointment with Doug to go check out his collection and support his project.

Labels: cenozoic, dc, history, mesozoic, museums, piedmont, tourism

This one's a good one to assign to Historical Geology students who don't have time to read The Map That Changed The World. It's part of the series "On the Shoulders of Giants" by NASA's Earth Observatory: William Smith.

I love the way these pages are laid out: a single column of text with illustrations of different sizes and dimensions interspersed with the content. It's like a Dorling Kindersley book. NASA must have some good web designers on the payroll.

Labels: books, fossils, geologists, history, stratigraphy

Here's a photo of one of the cool things that my Honors students and I got to see on our recent trip up to Buffalo, New York (for the northeastern section meeting of GSA ):

That's an original, signed edition of the William Smith geologic map, brought to the meeting courtesy of the Buffalo Library. It is one of only two in the United States; the other is at the Library of Congress. The map found a home in Buffalo (of all places!) thanks to Chauncey Hamlin, the head of the Buffalo Museum of Science (then called the Buffalo Society of Natural Science) from 1920 to 1948. During his tenure, he assembled a collection of first editions of many seminal scientific works. First editions of Charles Lyell's Principles of Geology and Herbert Hoover's* translation of Agricola's De Re Metallica were also on display at the conference.

* Yes, that Herbert Hoover, at least according to Wikipedia.

Labels: geology, history, maps, meetings, nova

It's funny how one thing leads to another. In promoting our Climate Change Symposium on Friday, I wrote to Cerphe (pronounced "Surf"), probably the best DJ in the world, who's on air in the afternoons on 94.7 The Globe, our DC-area "world-class rock" station that also features a green message. Cerphe wrote back, saying he'd get some mentions on the air this week, and also mentioned that his wife has a small business building green homes. I noticed that the business is headquartered in Bentonville, Virginia, out in the Shenandoah Valley between Massanutten Mountain and the Blue Ridge. And it occurred to me that I've looked at a bentonite layer out there in the Valley (see photo), not too far away from Bentonville. Bentonite is a common clay mineral that in stratigraphic layers is usually interpreted as weathered volcanic ash. (The one pictured above is possibly the "Big Bentonite" that accompanied the onset of the Ordovician Taconian Orogeny in eastern North America.) Could it be that bentonite is named for Bentonville, Virginia? Well, Wikipedia tells me that "The absorbent clay was given the name bentonite by an American geologist sometime after its discovery in about 1890 ...after the Benton Formation in Montana's Rock Creek area." So that took me to the entry on Fort Benton, Montana, which was named for the first 5-term U.S. Senator, Thomas Hart Benton. He was an advocate of westward expansion by the United States, the idea that later was dubbed "Manifest Destiny." So: as near as I can follow, bentonite is a mineral named for a place, which is in turn named for a man. What this has to do with world-class rock and climate change is anybody's guess.

Labels: appalachians, history, montana, volcano