Milltown Dam Site and DryCottonwood Creek Ranch:
A Day of Tuber Talk, Slickens, and Surprises
We’ve been seeing a lot of each other. Ten weeks into the semester its easy to think we all know everything about each other, but despite this Rachel asked everyone to pair up and unearth a previously unknown fact about their partners. This led to fascinating conversation and ridiculous speculation. Back at the motor pool after the trip we circled up and shared ‘little known facts’ about each other. It was in turns hilarious, intriguing, edifying and surprising.
The same can be
said for the entire field trip.
We parked at the
small pullout and followed a paved path to a paved circle surrounded by four
and a half foot fencing. Signs, placed at neat intervals along the fence, gave
a chronological history of the Blackfoot-Clark Fork confluence below.
The first sign
in the sequence pictured a Salish fishermen poised with his spear, presumably
about after bull trout if the caption (explaining that the Salish called the
confluence “Place of big bull trout”) is to be believed. The following Monday
Clark Fork Coalition Science Director Chris Brick used the same picture in her
slide show adding that the photograph was taken on Warm Springs Creek, the
Clark Fork’s headwaters.
The signs
progressed along the fence from west to east, the easternmost describing the
final restoration and remediation efforts of 2008. Mike Kustudia, manager of
Milltown State Park summarized the history, emphasizing the Milltown’s
significance as a ‘hub.’ The Sapphire Mountains run south from Mount Sentinel;
the Rattlesnake Range heads north from Woody Mountain; the Blackfoot River
flows in from the east; the Clark Fork courses north from Butte. Highway 90
passes through Milltown, so do train tracks and highway 200. Mike’s love of the
place was apparent and slightly infectious. He painted a picture of the future
Milltown park, with fishing and ‘tuber’ access and a paved bike path connected
to the Kim Williams trail here in Missoula, continuing along all the way to
Turah.
One placard
pictured the confluence mid-restoration. The ‘place of big bull trout’ looked
like a construction site, like maybe Walmart was coming to Milltown. In the
intervening years much has changed at the site, but evidence that man sculpted
the place abounds: square ponds, straight roads, and a river channel that
resembles a far too perfect sine wave.
What struck me
most about the restoration efforts at Milltown, particularly in contrast to our
afternoon along the upper Clark Fork, was that the restoration is not just of
the land. The State Park and Mike Kustudia are using the clean-up to launch a
restoration of Milltown itself.
This is in
direct opposition to the efforts along the Upper Clark Fork where the land
along the river is held almost entirely by private landowners, most of whom raise cattle. These ranchers have worked around the pollution for one hundred years.
They marked it off, not necessarily as hazardous, but because the strangely
barren land couldn’t feed cattle. These empty patches became just as much a
part of the landscape as the Pintler Mountains to the west and the Sapphires to
the east. They even made a name for these areas, slickens. The river’s edge was fenced and cows never saw its
surface. Now restoration efforts plan to build roads to these fenced off
regions, roads through productive pastures.
We visited Maggie Schmidt, the Ranch Manager for the Clark Fork
Coalition’s Dry Cottonwood Creek Ranch. She, an Environmental Studies major,
working for a river conservation group, raised concerns about the EPA’s ability
to restore the river without ruining her business. She is certainly more open
to restoration than any other rancher; her ranch is an experiment in restoration.
And yet even she questions its feasibility. The plan promises reimbursement for
all troubles caused by the restoration but for how long and to what extent?
This field trip contributed answers to some questions, but brought new questions into our discussions of environmental restoration. For example, I’m worried that we’ve too quickly glanced over the concerns of ranchers. They possess a wisdom borne of generations on the land. It brought up questions for us about the industrial scale of some restoration efforts. Some of us felt like our new awareness of all this pollution in Milltown and the larger Clark Fork watershed shouldn’t empower us to launch yet another industrial project; perhaps instead it should scare us into sitting on our hands for a while.
Chris Brick spoke to our class the week
following our field trip. In her presentation, she framed the restoration
project as a ‘big one right for the west.’ What does something like that cost?
Not just in construction fees, but in terms of risk. Risk associated with
unearthing one hundred years of pollution, resurfacing time-tested ranch land,
and, most concernedly for us, displacing all of the hazardous material onto the
town of Opportunity.
The ‘final destination’ for all the hazardous
soils taken from the Clark Fork is the town of Opportunity. The Anaconda Company
constructed the town of Opportunity in the 1950’s. They had been using the
swampy area as a repository for a while and with growing concern about the
environmental implications of so much toxic sludge in one place the company
decided to build a town by it. The logic being that it can’t be too terrible if
people live near it. In the restoration of the last decade there has been
discussion at each stage of where to relocate all the pollution. In the
Milltown dam removal experts recommended a local repository, but the idea was
ultimately nixed. The repository would have been in a floodplain and for many
it made more sense to concentrate all the toxic business in one place. The
repository will need to be monitored in perpetuity. Perpetuity is a long time.
If there’s a common idea tying environmental
efforts together today, it’s that the natural world is constantly changing, and
so are we. How then can we really promise ‘in perpetuity’? The western
environmental movement isn’t even a century old. Has the human race practiced
anything ceaselessly? As a culture, do we even have a concept of what that
might look like?
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