Archive for the ‘Oakland geology walks’ Category

Geologizing on the 33 bus line

4 December 2017

My geologizing habits are unusual: being self-employed and semiretired, I go out on weekdays, when everyone else is busy and I have the landscape to myself. Moreover, most of my outings around Oakland are on foot, with the help of the Citymapper phone app and all manner of public transit, which I’ve praised before. In fact, I’ve written a whole compendium of places to see in Oakland this way.

So I’ve gotten to know the bus system pretty well. And for accessing lots of interesting, walkable terrain, the 33 line ranks right up there. Assembled from parts of the old 11 and 18 lines, the 33 runs from the bedrock hills and uplands of Piedmont, past Lake Merritt, to the bedrock hills and uplands of Montclair, taking in lobes 3 and 4 of the Fan as well.

The northern leg takes you to the well-appointed sidewalks of Piedmont, saving you a tedious climb. But there’s scenery on the way. First you pass the north arm of Lake Merritt, then cross lobe 3 of the Fan and reach bedrock right after crossing upper Grand Avenue.

Destinations in Piedmont include the former quarries of Dracena Park and Davie Tennis Stadium, the canyon and creek of Piedmont Park, and the headwaters of Trestle Glen Creek, plus smaller attractions like the slickensided roadcut of St. James Drive.

The southern leg of the 33 takes you to central Montclair, a jumping-off point for hikes in all directions. But first you pass the mouth of Lake Merritt, then enjoy a scenic ride up the valley of Park Avenue Creek and past the views over the glens (Trestle Glen and Dimond Canyon) in Glenview.

Above Glenview you could get off at Leimert Boulevard and trek through Oakmore, or go the other direction into easternmost Piedmont; your call. But then you’d miss the passage through Dimond Canyon.

From Montclair you can head west back downtown through Piedmont; north to Thornhill Canyon or past Lake Temescal to the Rockridge BART station; south to the trails of Joaquin Miller Park; or east to the high hills through Shepherd Canyon, up the Colton spine, and even all the way through Sibley Preserve, shown below, to Orinda.

None of those possibilities appear on AC Transit’s map of the 33 line, just a lot of human destinations and transit connections.

So climb aboard the 33 some time. Maybe I’ll see you there.

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A stroll up Indian Gulch, or Trestle Glen

28 August 2017

Once upon a time there was a thriving native encampment near the head of San Antonio Slough, tucked under bountiful oak trees in a valley with a permanent stream. Then the padres of New Spain put the natives behind walls to earn their bread with the sweat of their brows, and a generation later the Mexican rancheros converted them to secular laborers. The valley, which took on the name Indian Gulch after the Indians were gone, has remained significant. The property line between the lands of the Peralta sons, Antonio on the south and Vicente on the north, ran directly up its streambed.

On the map, the valley with its tributaries looks like a long feather, arcing across the bottom of this map from Lake Merritt (the former slough) into the hills of the Piedmont bedrock block.

Today the valley is an Eden of the suburban sort, well worth a walk for its natural and human sights. These sights do not include the stream, now called Trestle Glen Creek and mostly culverted or hidden in back yards.

The lowermost part of the valley, going up Trestle Glen Road, has a very gentle grade, taking well over a mile to climb 100 feet. The sides of the valley rise a good hundred feet on either side.

The stream here is at grade, meaning it has cut down about as far as it can. The ground it has eroded is the sediment of the Fan, not bedrock. See it here on the geologic map.

This stretch of the valley ends just past Norwood Street as we enter bedrock country.

The grade steepens slightly, and the valley walls close in a little. The power line towers in the back of this view sit on bedrock.

Two very unobtrusive footpaths lead from here to either side of the valley where you can encounter the bedrock. The one on the south side is particularly discreet; you might have better luck coming down from Park Boulevard via Elbert Street to see this exposure.

It’s your standard Franciscan metasandstone, the same stuff that was quarried in Piedmont before it incorporated in 1907. There’s also a nice exposure on Trestle Glen Road a little farther up.

By now the valley has gotten distinctly narrower and steeper. Right at the city line at tiny Valant Place, Trestle Glen Road leaves the streambed and climbs up to Park Boulevard. Seen from Valant Place, the valley is a real ravine now.

You can’t walk up the valley any farther; it’s all on private land. But from the Piedmont streets that flank the valley — Indian Road, La Salle Avenue, St. James Drive — you can catch glimpses of the living stream.

The Uptown to Montclair ramble I posted a few weeks ago goes through higher parts of Indian Gulch. But the longest stretch of the unspoiled stream, the western branch, is totally secluded in private hands. That branch is where the rancho boundary went. You can spot it from the 33 bus, on Hampton Street, if you know where to look.

So is this a glen, or is it a gulch? Both terms refer to small, steep-sided valleys with running streams in them. However, a glen is typically wooded — the word comes from the Gaelic — and implies a green, secluded place. A gulch not only has steep sides, but also a steep slope with a rushing mountain stream, and the word is widely used in the Southwest. A gulch is forbidding, but, especially in California, it’s well suited for gold panning. This valley offers both wealth and seclusion today, so I call it a toss-up.

Oakland geology ramble 4: Uptown to Montclair

24 July 2017

This five-mile urban hike is more of a terrain-and-streams ramble than a bedrock ramble. It climbs over 700 feet, winding through the watersheds that freshen Lake Merritt and traversing some of Piedmont’s wildest land. Although I’ve walked the route both ways, I’ll present it here from west to east.

The route goes from the 19th Street BART station to the heart of Montclair on La Salle Avenue, where every 20 minutes the 33 bus will take you straight back to the starting point. Or vice versa.

The terrain map shows the watersheds and drainage divides along the way.

This route is just one of several good possibilities. I have a thing about views, so I favor ridge roads that thread the divides between stream valleys. There are three streams here: Pleasant Valley/Bushy Dell Creeks (Grand Avenue), Wildwood Creek (Lakeshore Avenue), and Indian Gulch Creek (Trestle Glen Road). My route follows Warfield Ridge, the divide between the first two streams. The eastern alternative would go up Longridge Road, the divide between the last two streams. And, of course, one could take the low roads that follow the three streams instead. I leave those as exercises for the reader.

For completeness’ sake, here’s the geologic map. The blue areas are bedrock and the other colors represent various bodies of sediment.

The interaction of geology and terrain adds interest to the hike, but truth be told, the elegant and extravagant residences along the way are just as attractive as the geology.

On Broadway and Grand Avenue, you tread the level ground of the late Pleistocene marine terrace (Qmt) along the foot of the Fan (Qpaf), the large body of Pleistocene alluvium that’s one of Oakland’s most distinctive geomorphic features.

To the right of the Grand Lake Theater, the tall red-and-white building stands on Warfield Ridge. Behind it is Round Top. Cut to the right of the theater and make your way to, then up Warfield Avenue. That building houses the Grandview Apartments, and it’s well named.

Warfield, as I said, is a ridge road. It goes up and down a bit, but mostly up.

If you’re like me you’ll want to catch your breath every now and then. There are views on all sides. Pause and enjoy them. To the left is Pleasant Valley.

To the right is Wildwood Valley.

And behind is where you came.

Stay on Warfield all the way to its upper end, at split-level Wildwood Avenue. Go on up Wildwood. Right after you skirt Witter Field, in the valley of Bushy Dell Creek, you’ll enter the Wildwood Creek watershed for real, and also finally encounter bedrock.

It’s humble stuff, Franciscan sandstone. But it makes good crushed stone, and it supported several quarries before Piedmont took on its current identity. Take a closer look at the terrain here.

South of the blue line, you’ll see four small gulches eroded into this rocky hillside. The third one was a rock quarry that was later made into Oakland’s Davie Tennis Stadium. The others remained unexploited and are now thickly wooded. All four have running water still, thanks to our wet winter.

I picked the route that goes through the rocky headlands between these gulches. Turn right off Wildwood to Wildwood Gardens, and wend your way through this elegant neighborhood, across the top of the Wildwood Creek watershed, to the start of La Salle Avenue. Stay on La Salle all the way to Montclair.

La Salle crosses a fairly flat part of Piedmont, then leads along the rim of Indian Gulch, the village’s greenest and most secluded district. The road then goes up the floor of the stream’s middle branch. At its intersection with Hampton Road is a newly refurbished sports park where you can (and should) refill your water bottle. Higher up this little valley is a former reservoir named Tyson Lake. You can’t get to it.

La Salle becomes pretty steep here as you climb out of the valley and crest the highest ridge at about 725 feet elevation. The change in grade is the clearest signal that the bedrock is changing, according to the map, from Franciscan sandstone to Franciscan melange. But you can’t see that, either — there are no exposures of the melange along this road.

Instead you can see the high valley of Montclair, home of the Hayward fault, as you finally start down. A walkway painted on the road helps keep the locals’ cars back. In that respect Oakland is more walk-friendly than Piedmont.

And here’s the view back from the end of the line.

The Hayward fault is mapped right on the corner of La Salle and Moraga. You’ll see the offset curbs much better on Medau Place, though, one block north.

Siesta Valley and the De Laveaga Trail

2 January 2017

Last week I attempted the Rockridge-to-Orinda ramble by a northern route. Was strenuous, but it got me into Siesta Valley, a place I’ve had my eye on for years, for the first time. At this time of year the sun is so low that the light is terrific.

First came the climb up Tunnel and Caldecott Roads, then through Hiller Highlands up to Grizzly Peak Boulevard, a good 1200 feet higher, then down across the Fish Ranch/Claremont saddle, where it looked like this.

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That’s Gudde Ridge, in Sibley Volcanic Preserve, with Round Top on the horizon. The stairsteps in the rock are the huge roadcut for Route 24. Siesta Valley is to my left, over the ridge.

Siesta Valley is watershed land under the control of East Bay MUD, so I made sure to have my hiking permit with me. Not a soul was around, but it’s a good habit. The De Laveaga Trail runs from the top of the valley, at the Scotts Peak Trailhead, along the valley’s north flank. (It’s named for one of Orinda’s founding families — see the comments.) I took the wrong way, going straight down the valley floor on the dirt extension of Wilder Road, which leads to the back side of the Cal Shakespeare center. That meant a steep descent and subsequent climb of a few hundred feet on a pretty wet road, but I saw some bedrock of the Siesta Formation I’d otherwise have missed.

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That included this fine chunk of freshwater limestone, all of which fizzed nicely in acid, just like it should.

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Once I gained the De Laveaga Trail, the views opened up. The basalt flows of the Moraga Formation crop out well here.

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This view looks down the Siesta Valley to its continuation as Wilder Valley, across the freeway in Orinda.

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Siesta Valley is very quiet. City noise and freeway noise are kept out by the contours of the land, and on a lazy weekday afternoon I could see myself having a nice nap.

The trail leads up and over the east wall of the valley at about 1500 feet elevation, then it’s a steep 1000-foot plunge down to Orinda. This is the view north. The cattle pond is there because cattle graze these slopes.

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The sun sets so early here that it gets cold at night. Shaded puddles stayed ice-covered all that day.

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The winter haze obscured the Sierra, but not Mount Diablo and the Lamorinda hills.

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As I raced the sunset, downtown Orinda looked inviting. This is a harsh downhill, though. Uphill would be worse, I think. Nothing to do but try it sometime.

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The verdict: Siesta Valley is a challenge to reach on foot, but that’s your only choice as vehicles of all kinds are forbidden on EBMUD land. It’s an obscure piece of land that requires a permit, but it’s a gorgeous place. With rocks!