The Guardian

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Fire Tower in Pinelands

Along the fabled road, deep in the Pine Barrens stands this tall metal framework that is a fire tower.  I like to think of it as the Pinelands version of the Eiffel Tower but much more useful.  Sometimes I see it in my dreams as a living metal giant, a guardian, it’s stance wide and purposeful, always watchful and protective of the delicate ecosystem of the Pine Barrens.  My fear of heights aside, I have often wondered about the view from up there.   Sometimes there’s Park Ranger’s truck parked on the side and I have even seen a female ranger, young and petite, driving off in the truck.  I wonder if she realizes how important her job is?


Dwarf Pines

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Charred but still alive

The Fe exits the highway to the two lane back road that runs through the Pine Barrens and I’m driving through acres and acres of 30-40 foot pine trees.  They line the road on both sides with small breaks for the odd side street and a dirt road here and there.  Just before the Little Town, the pines look like someone took a buzz saw and cut them down to 10 feet or less.   These shorter scrub pines are called dwarf or pygmy pines.  

When my husband went to school in the area, it was fantasized that the dwarf pines were genetically changed by the exhaust from the “spaceships” that landed there.  There seemed to be no other plausible explanation.  DNA testing was still in its infancy in the 70’s and the alien landings made sense to college students experimenting with a few plants themselves.

I have been fascinated by these little trees for a long time and I looked up some information on them.  Dwarf Pine Plain communities are rare ecosystems that exist in only a few locations in the entire world.  The New Jersey Dwarf Pine Plains, the Shawangunk Mountains Dwarf Pine Plains near the Catskill Region of New York, and the Long Island Dwarf Pine Plains are three existing communities in eastern United States.  These little trees don’t look like a shorter version of the tall majestic pines surrounding this small area where they have a toehold.  The dwarf pines are gnarled and twisted,  somewhat irregular in shape.  No one could mistake them for a pretty Christmas tree. 

About three years ago a wild fire that was started by a misfired flare from a nearby army base burned through 18,000 acres of pine forest including a good portion of the dwarf pines.  I remember seeing the complete destruction and utter desecration of those little trees.  It looked like the landscape from a horror film.  The earth was coal-black burnt undergrowth with the forest reduced to burnt tree skeletons in shapes resembling bodies frozen in torture.   I had nightmares for weeks afterwards.  What I didn’t know was that the dwarf pitch pines have serotinous cones that are covered with a resin that must be melted by fire to open and release their seeds.  In this way they are more fire-adapted than their taller cousins whose cones open when it matures.  This special adaptation to fire also gives the dwarf pines their twisted appearance.  

Within a month, there was new growth on many of the seemingly dead trees and wildflowers poking through the black ash.  Seeing the regeneration of the dwarf pines is enough to make me believe in miracles.

Thank you to the Long Island Trail Lovers Coalition and South Shore Estuary Reserve Council for the information on their websites about the dwarf pines.  Thank you also to the off duty State Trooper who, seeing the Fe pulled over with its hazard lights on, stopped to check on us as I took photos.