Showing posts with label Beaches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beaches. Show all posts

Friday, March 9, 2012

World in a Grain of Sand

No idea why the question of sand suddenly came to mind while walking the beach on Thursday afternoon. My feet have passed over those same flats, runnels and dunes for close to 2,000 miles in the past twenty-two months and while admiring, complaining, examining close up and photographing the endless stretch of it all, yesterday was the first time it occurred to me to wonder how and why. After taking dozens of pictures and shaking pounds of the stuff out of shoes and clothes, it seemed strange that my thoughts never once turned to the science of something that appears in every window and could even be called a front yard.


The only explanation I had, and an anemic one at best, was to say that sand in its gazillions of grains is something produced by the erosion of rock. But is it the same everywhere, the sand of coastal beaches as well as that making up inland deserts and river beds? Characteristics are not difficult to list about the sand along Florida’s east coast and how it shifts according to season, but those particulars don’t get to the bottom of the question.


Sand accounts for two percent of the earth’s crust and considering how much coastline there is along the earth’s land formations, sandy beaches are relatively rare. More normal are the rocky beaches, or shingle beaches familiar to much of the English coast. Most of the world’s sand is found in rivers, desert dunes and on the ocean floor. Unsurprisingly, the formation of a sandy beach is the result of ocean currents. As waves approach the shallow seabed near the coast, they stir up sand and other sediment. When wave action is small, only the surge or uprush is powerful enough to carry sand far enough to become part of the beach. Moderate-sized waves carry sand both to and from the beach, but generally leave behind more than is carried back to the water. The trouble comes when waves are large and storm driven, for it is then that they erode more sand than they deliver. My home is on the seaward side of a barrier island that is basically an enormous offshore deposit of sand, much like the sandbars seen offshore and in rivers.


Sand dunes are formed through the interaction of sand, wind and plants. Wind along the coastline is nearly constant, forever whipping and swirling the sand about. The plants growing in a dune halt the sand as it blows, and it falls to accumulate at the base of the plants. Gradually this cycle builds dunes. Beach grass and sea oats thrive on the primary dunes, those facing the ocean. Other plants adapted to a high-salt environment thrive on the secondary dunes behind the primary row. Dunes are natural sea walls and shelter the land when wind, water and storms rush in from the ocean, but will shift and erode with the same natural forces that reshape the beaches.


Sand is a mixture of fragments worn down from rocks and shells. Tropical island sand in particular is the end product of eroded coral and sea shells. Although the purest sands consist of quartz or coral alone, most of the sand between your toes is a blend of about two-thirds quartz and other materials including feldspar, rock fragments, clay minerals, small amounts of calcium carbonate and organic trace minerals.


Near impossible to see with the naked eye, but under a microscope a rough-edged grain of sand is evidence that not much time has passed since it was weathered from larger rocks and shells. The grains become rounder as physical abrasion and chemical weathering continue. Desert sand has the roundest grains of all, because wind keeps the particles shifting and hitting against one another constantly. On the dunes of the Sahara wind drives not mere ripples, but vast waves of sand.


Many thousands of years ago much of the sand here in Florida had its origins in the quartz from inland rocks and mountains eroded by wind and rain. Imagining the process, particles of quartz and feldspar are blown or washed into rivers, the feldspar is deposited in estuaries and eventually carried offshore hundreds of miles away from points of origin. Worn, granulated quartz piles up at the mouths of rivers that carry it far downstate to the sea. Ocean currents then work to deposit all the minerals and shell fragments along the coastline.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Boots & Bras

Forty-five minutes of walking on the beach will yield a bucketful of either trash or treasure. On Tuesday you may stumble across a left shoe (usually the wrong size), and on Wednesday wonder at the slightly sandy and very salty brassiere that catches on a toe when eyes are focused on other than the sand. On those pristine beaches where we see few or small numbers of people, the bits and pieces are more often than not something natural and organic to the area, but it just may be that such unblemished beaches are more and more a product of Hollywood fantasy. The ugly footprint of humanity is fast becoming the dominant signature on white sand everywhere.


I live on what anyone would describe as a clean and beautiful stretch of white sand beach, a long shimmering ribbon of foaming surf, sea turtles, countless birds and seashells—a national park under the protection of not just county and state, but federal government as well. It is monitored daily by the Beach Patrol, marine biologists and trash collectors as well. Each day that I walk on the beach I encounter all three. My point is, the beach is not left to itself, but is patrolled and well looked after.


Unfortunately, it would take more personnel than is possible to keep it all looking like a retouched postcard or vacation brochure. The thing is, a large number of people are either careless or uncaring during their time at the beach. No, certainly not everyone, and thankfully not anywhere near a majority. But you might be surprised at what a weekend crowd can do to soil a beach. Technology being what it is today, most of the litter is in the form of non-biodegradable materials—plastic bottles, caps, bags, Styrofoam, twine and cigarette butts. One of the regular trash collectors explained that the largest amount of litter is in the form of plastic bottle caps, and the labels, also plastic, on water and soft drink bottles. It’s my guess that from his elevated seat on the dune buggy he drives, he either misses or ignores the ever-present cigarette butts. No question in my mind that butts are the most prevalent form of litter, on either beach or street. I’ve yet to see here in the US the little device that is growing in popularity in Japan. It is a small, lightweight, fireproof pocket-sized butt case for use on streets and in parks, and helps to keep public areas free of discarded cigarette butts. No reason this handy little item couldn’t be used on beaches as well as streets and parks.


Might not be a bad idea to strive toward lessening the human footprint everywhere, beaches or otherwise.


The photos…

Top photo is an example of the natural beauty that can be found on a thirty minute beach walk; bottom photo is also the fruit of thirty minutes collecting on even a ‘clean’ beach.

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A longtime expat relearning the footwork of life in America