People say there are no mountains in Minnesota and, apart from
Amy Klobuchar’s graphic design campaign buzz team, generally this is accepted as conventional wisdom. But bicycling Saint Paul’s West Side, I am not so sure.
Years ago, I attended a talk given by a local geologist about
orogeny, the study of mountain formation. The talk was captivating, and one thing the scientist said stuck in my mind:
“Of course there are mountains in Minnesota, they just don't exist yet.”
Mountains exist in a variety of different ways, with or without fault, virtually, uncertainly, or very very palpably. There are ancient forgotten mountains, future mountains, mountains of the imagination, and other kinds besides.
Once in a moment of adventure, on a dare with an old friend, I climbed a mountain near the northern terminus of Ayd Mill Road. It was a large mountain, many-fold higher than my head, grown somehow between the train tracks and the roadway bridge. Scaling the eastern slopes and reaching the summit, we looked out at the city below. In the far distance, new buildings were visible, their scale and shape warped by the elevated perspective. I saw things I'd never noticed, radio towers, scaffolding, signage visible only to crows.
Years later, I went back to look for the Ayd Mill mountain, but it was gone.
What happened to it? Where did it go?
Geology in the Upper Midwest is not for the patient. Our mountains rise and fall like leaves in October. Compared to most ranges, our mountains are but motes of dust drifting in a sunbeam, waves upon the ocean crashing to shore.
And yet there they are, mountains all around us. Take for example, Saint Paul’s Midway. It has a range of such peaks, a connected series of crests that scale the heights of our horizon.
These are seven of them:
Name: Mt. Curb
Height: approx. 3,000 feet, depending
Location: A few short leagues due east from Bang Brewing, near the end of Capp Road
Geology: an aggregate of lime, pumice, pebbles, powder
Character: Mt. Curb has a long ridge jutting sharply to the sky like an ancient adze. Its southern cliff faces are unstable and prone to landslides. The ridgeline and subsequent peaks form a majestic image for many who routinely visit, sometimes daily, to the foothills. Like pilgrims, perhaps believing some slumbering deity lays dormant in the rocks, many leave a small offering before departing.
Name: Rock Box Cliffs
Height: Hundreds of feet, surely
Location: Somewhere north of the great ninety-four trench
Geology: Mix of stratified paper pulps
Character: These volatile, sometimes shimmering cliffs are mysterious, occasionally glimpsed by passers-by who seem to almost refuse to acknowledge their presence, a lacunae within the otherwise legible landscape of the western Midway. To the trained eye, they present a sheer face of thickly accumulated leaves, corrugated sedimentary sheets, and paper-thin geology that rises sharply from the ground to reach heights hitherto thought impossible. A strange presence lurks around these cliffs, and many who have approached them have never been heard from again.
Name: Telephone Mountain
Height: 50-200 rods
Location: Somewhere near Prior Avenue, allegedly
Geology: Round brown dirt, multiple peaks
Character: This mountain was seen once, documented, but then forgotten and never reclaimed. According to sketchy reports, it seems to move around the Midway on its own accord, sometimes spotted in one place, but when orogological investigators attempt to ascertain its whereabouts, it cannot be found. Some say it moves through the woods along the edges of high-speed roads, near sketchy fences, or perhaps underneath the ground itself, to appear again like a ground squirrel of massive proportion when suitable openings are created in the earth. If you see Telephone Mountain, document its precise location and report immediately.
Name: Merriam Terrace
Height: 1,500 ft above sea level
Location: The center of Merriam Park
Geology: Mix of Decorah shale, Plattville dolomite, and Victorian moratorium.
Character: This an ancient mountain, now subdued. Overlooked by many and eroded by time, Merriam Terrace rises gently from the streets of the old Merriam subdivision, for which it has given its name. Named by an early European settler, these slopes have a thousand stories and the roots of its many trees grow deep into the ground below. Mt. Merriam has slippery slopes. Descend from apex you are sure to find the nearby bottom.
Name: Mountain Glyphs
Height: approx. 25’
Location: Long ago
Geology: Depiction, ancient cave painting
Character: These ancient and erased depictions of the Mountains of the Midway were the last traces of a lost civilization of mountain people. Nobody knows who made these paintings, or why they marked their landscape with the distinctive lines of nearby ridges. A cursory interpretation suggests there were once many more mountains in the Midway than exist today. Sadly for paleorographers, the mysterious glyphs were destroyed and have been lost to history.
Name: Mount United
Height: Fifty-five-one
Location: Near the future stadium
Geology: Deeply ridged Hopestone
Character: A mountain of dreams, since disappeared. The geologic abduction took place around the same time as great torrents of bright lights appeared in the fog-shrouded night. According to reports, Midway residents were amazed when the sky suddenly lit up with all colors of the rainbow, flashing randomly, perhaps in some coded message from distant civilizations. The occurrence continued for hours into the misty night. In the morning, Mount United was gone.
Name: Pile of Tires
Height: 8’
Location: Somewhere near the previous location of Mount Ayd
Geology: Firestone
Character: Some say that Pile of Tires is all that is left of the great Saint Paul Tire Fire, which once occupied a vacant lot near the origin of Ayd Mill Road, clouding and befouling all who pondered the provenance of that cursed transportation link.
