For those of us “of a certain age,” our images of China probably derive from the late 1960s and early 1970s: scenes of grim-looking Beijing with thousands of stern-faced, androgynous-looking Red G
Barton Hill looms above Route 146 as it descends to the village of Gallupville and extends north as a series of impressive limestone cliffs along Route 443 to its intersection with Route 30.
My first experience with Acadia National Park on Mount Desert Island in Maine was in the summer of 1987 when I went as a graduate student to the College of the Atlantic in Bar Harbor for a co
When I started composing this article in my head, this thought came to me: “tower karst” and “Onesquethaw” — two rather obscure terms (to most people) — in one headline. Might be an attention-gr
Geologists, I have often told my students, have a name for virtually everything. For most people, an expression such as “debris that collects at the base of a cliff” would be sufficient to describ
With the Helderberg landscape buried under yet another huge snowstorm in this seemingly endless winter, many of the unique geological features of our area are hidden beneath the drifts. Fortun
Caves are mysterious places even for those of us who have spent decades in exploring and trying to understand the agents of nature that formed them, and it should be noted that for a large percenta
A point I have always tried to make with my students or participants in one of my field trips is that geologists have a name for absolutely every natural process involving the rocky sphere that is
Acadia National Park on Maine’s “Down East Coast” is a place of mystical wonders: sheer granite cliffs rising from the sea, washed in the salt spray of enormous waves crashing against them; barren
