Wildfire Recovery at The Niobrara Valley Preserve – Spring Green Up

Spring is finally changing the color of The Nature Conservancy’s Niobrara Valley Preserve in north central Nebraska.  After last summer’s wildfire and drought, much of the Preserve was barren and brown all winter.   Now, the area has had several small rainfalls during the last couple months, followed by a hard 3 inch rain on May 19.  That moisture has combined with the (finally) warming temperatures, and the Preserve is starting to look green again.  I traveled up to the Niobrara last week and took some photos to share with those of you who are interested in the site’s recovery.

The headquarters of the Niobrara Valley Preserve with sandhills prairie behind.  If it wasn't for the ponderosa pine skeletons in the foreground, it would be difficult to know that a major wildfire had occurred last summer.

The headquarters of the Niobrara Valley Preserve with sandhills prairie behind. If it wasn’t for the ponderosa pine skeletons in the foreground, it would be difficult to know that a major wildfire had occurred last summer.

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The sandhills prairie - as expected - is greening up very nicely.  Many wildflowers are blooming, including this hoary vetchling (aka peavine or Lathyrus polymorphus).

The prairie in the sandhills – as expected – is greening up very nicely. Many wildflowers are blooming, including this hoary vetchling (aka peavine or Lathyrus polymorphus).

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The recent big rain washed much of the remaining ash off the slopes north of the river.  At the bottom of this photo, you can see the accumulation of the black goo that washed down.  It was thick enough in some places that the road was closed when I was there last week.

The recent big rain washed much of the remaining ash off the slopes north of the river. At the bottom of this photo, you can see the accumulation of the black goo that washed down. It was thick enough in some places that the road was closed while I was there last week.

One of the things we’ve been watching for and wondering about is soil erosion on the barren slopes – especially underneath formerly dense stands of pines and/or cedar trees.  When I arrived at the preserve, several days after the big rain, the road along the river was closed because of an accumulation of black goo that had washed off the slopes above it.  It was hard to tell, but it appeared to be mostly ash, mixed with some organic matter.  Seeing that on the road, I was worried about what I’d find when I climbed the slopes.

A closer look at the black goo, seen here in a low pocket further up slope.

A closer look at the black goo, seen here in a low pocket further up slope.

However, as I climbed the ridge north of the river, I was pleasantly surprised.  There was some soil erosion, but much less than I’d expected.  Green plants were popping up across the ridges, forming thicker carpets in areas where tree density had been lower.

Green plants dot the upper slopes, especially in places where pines and cedars grew less densely.

Green plants dot the upper slopes, especially in places where pines and cedars grew less densely.

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Annuals are abundant, including this

Annuals were abundant, including this Chenopodium species.

Many of the green plants were “weedy” annuals, taking advantage of the sudden lack of competition for light and moisture.  However, numerous perennials were growing too – including leadplant, puccoons, skeleton weed, peavine, several species of grasses and sedges, and many more.

Perennial plants

Perennial plants and shrubs were mixed in with the annuals.  A the lower left of this photo is skunkbush sumac.  Perennial grasses can be seen in the background.

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As bad as it got.

This was about as bad as it got for soil erosion on the steep slopes, and I had to look for a while to find many examples like this.  Rather than large scale slides or obvious losses of top soil, multiple rivulets formed in many places.  In between the rivulets, however, perennial and annual plants were growing and helping to stabilize the remaining soil.  The lightest colored steep bluffs are mostly devoid of soil, but were like that prior to the fire rather than as a response to it.

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Erosion pins

We have erosion pins in a number of places to help measure soil loss.  The pins were installed in December and are being measured right now to see how much soil we’ve lost.  The arrays of pins are located on a range of site types, varying in slope, aspect, and vegetation type.  Additional erosion pin arrays will be installed in the coming weeks.

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Regrowth

Most oak trees were resprouting from their bases.  Oaks that had been burned less intensely hadn’t started their spring growth at all this year, so it’s still unknown whether some of those will be able to continue growing from the ends of their branches.  Unburned oaks were leafing out, so we should see something from the “lightly” burned ones in the next couple of weeks.

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For better or worse, deer tracks were common.

For better or worse, deer tracks were common.  Some of the oak resprouts were clearly being nipped back by deer and/or other wildlife, as were sedges and other green plants.

I don’t know what the future will hold for the Preserve, but I’m still optimistic.  The sandhills and other prairies will clearly be fine.  The woodlands will be slow to recover, but there are positive signs already.  It’s hard to know how much erosion will occur or important that is.  So far, even the most vulnerable slopes seem more resistant to erosion than I’d guessed they would be.  Regardless, the Preserve is recovering, and will continue to be a beautiful place and important biological resource.  And it’ll be very interesting to watch!

Other than steep slopes conifers were dense, the green up is well underway.

Other than steep slopes where conifers were dense, the green up is well underway.

A Prickly Confrontation

While we were setting up timelapse cameras at the Niobrara Valley Preserve a couple weeks ago, I had an encounter with a creature I’d never seen up close before.  It was evening, and Jeff Dale was driving us down toward the river.  Suddenly, he hit the brakes and backed up, saying he’d seen something up in a tree – maybe a raccoon.  All three of us grabbed cameras and walked up the hill toward a small oak tree with a furry creature up in the branches.

A furry animal in a small bur oak tree.  The light was beautiful - as was the moon.

A furry animal in a small bur oak tree. The light was beautiful – as was the moon.

When we got closer, we realized it wasn’t a raccoon – it was a porcupine!  In my whole life, I’d seen a couple dead porcupines along the road, and a couple trees that had been worked over by porcupines, but I don’t think I’d ever seen a live porcupine before – they’re just not very common in my part of the state.

Once we figured out what it was, Jeff and David graciously let me approach the porcupine first.  (Thinking back now, they may have just been waiting to see if I got a face full of quills…)  The sun was on its way down and the light was beautiful.  I snapped a couple photos as I approached in case it took off, but the porcupine didn’t seem inclined to run, and before long, I ended up right at the base of the tree.  Because the tree was short, I could stand uphill and be at the same elevation as the porcupine.  Face to face, you might say.

However, it’s not accurate to say I was face to face with the porcupine because the porcupine was steadfastly looking away from me.  I suppose that’s the right defensive strategy when your weapons are on your backside, but it made photography kind of a challenge…  If I walked to south side of the tree, the porcupine would look north.  If I walked to the north side, it would look south.  It wasn’t moving quickly, but even if I ran to the other side, it would be looking away by the time I got there.

This was the only view of the porcupine I could get - no matter which side of the tree I was on.  It looked like maybe the tips of many of his quills had been singed off in the wildfire. (?)

This was the only view of the porcupine I could get – no matter which side of the tree I was on. It looked like maybe the tips of many of his quills had been singed off in last year’s wildfire. (?)

As you might imagine, Jeff and David thought this was mighty entertaining.  By this time, they’d sidled close enough that I could hear their chuckling.  I told David to make himself useful and come help.  I figured the porcupine couldn’t look away from both of us if we were on opposite sides of the tree.  I was right about that – it just looked away from ME.  David was apparently non-threatening, or at least less threatening than I was.  Maybe  that’s because it’s hard to seem threatening when you’re laughing as hard as David was.  While David and porcupine shared their little joke, I was still left facing the backside of my intended photo subject.

Here's David Weber conspiring with the porcupine.  You can tell by the grin on his face how badly he feels for me.

Here’s David Weber conspiring with the porcupine. You can tell by the grin on his face how bad he felt about the whole situation.

After a few more minutes of jocularity, the porcupine did eventually turn my way.  I’m not sure why – I suppose it probably figured I wasn’t going to leave it alone otherwise.  Of course, when it DID look at me, its face was in the shadow of a tree branch.  After all that trouble getting the porcupine to look in me in the face, I wasn’t going home with photos of a porcupine that looked like it had stripes on its face, so I called David into action again.  Trying (unsuccessfully) to stifle his chortling, David grabbed the end of the branch and swung it around a little so the porcupine’s face came out of the shadows.  …At which point, the porcupine looked back over at David and away from me.

By this point in the story, some of you are probably feeling sorry for the porcupine.  The poor thing had been sitting in a tree, just calmly chewing on a branch, when it was rudely accosted by a frustrated photographer and his two snickering friends.  Now, one of the snickerers was swinging its branch around.  Well, let me just say this:  of the four of us, the porcupine wasn’t the one showing signs of stress.  It seemed competely calm – content to play the straight man in the comedic sketch my companions were enjoying so much.

Finally, between David’s branch maneuvering and my persistence (stubbornness?) I did end up with a couple halfway decent shots of the front side of the porcupine.

You have to look really closely to see its self-satisfied smile…

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One decent photo, even with the shadow arcoss its face.

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Can you see the smile?

See that smug look?

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