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Nashville and Tokio, Arkansas

Posted by graywacke on June 25, 2024

I keep track of the watersheds I land in, as well as the town or towns I land near.  I do some internet research to hopefully find something of interest about my landing location. 

To find out more about A Landing A Day (like who “Dan” is) please see “About Landing” above.  To check out some relatively recent changes in how I do things, check out “About Landing (Revisited).”

In 1983, dinosaur footprints were discovered at a gypsum mine near Nashville, Arkansas. Jeffery G. Pittman was at the mine doing research for his master’s degree in geology at Southern Methodist University. He drove his truck across the potholed, limestone floor of the quarry every day.

After seeing preserved dinosaur footprints in Colorado and New Mexico, Pittman returned to Nashville to study these “potholes”. He realized they were actually part of a vast dinosaur trackway that included thousands of footprints. The prints belonged to sauropods, enormous dinosaurs with long necks and tails and thick legs. The tracks were made about 100 million years ago, and the sheer amount of tracks points to this area being a migration path.

The tracks were already deteriorating when the discovery was made and the area with the tracks was scheduled to be mined in January 1984.

A quick, six-week excavation took place. Scientists made silicone rubber molds of the tracks, took photographs, made sketches and also preserved some of the original tracks.

As expected, the Nashville Sauropod trackway was then destroyed in the mining operations. Preservation would have been difficult, but the information that researchers gathered allowed them to continue to study the tracks. The molds of the footprints can still be found at several Arkansas museums.

In 2011, tracks were again discovered in the same mine. These tracks belonged to Acrocanthasaurus, a large carnivorous dinosaur that also dates back to the early Cretaceous period. Sauropod tracks were also discovered.

Tokio prospered on the Prescott and Northwestern Railroad as a peach-production and shipping center, as shown here in 1910 from an “Arkansas Postcard Past.” The last tracks were pulled up in 1952.

Peach farming sustained Nashville during the Depression. The peach industry came to the Nashville area in the late nineteenth century. Peak years of production lasted from the 1920s until the 1950s. Nashville’s peak peach production was 1950, with over 400,000 bushels collected from 425 orchards. “Up to 175 boxcars, each carrying 396 bushel baskets, were shipped from Nashville each day during peak production years.” 

Late freezes and early thaws in 1952 and 1953 led to the devastation of the peach harvests. “The Arkansas growers lost the market, and the impact was devastating. For Howard County growers, the only option was to pull up the trees and convert the land for other purposes, often pasture for cattle, or to raise chickens,” which remain the dominant agricultural products in the Nashville area to this day.

This way:

This is a “crossing diamond,” a favorite fixture on model train layouts but fairly uncommon in real life. Morr commonly, lines merge and split with switches. Trains can roll straight on through with no action needed from outside. Just make sure there isn’t another train on the other line.

The railroad connected at Tokio with the line of the Memphis Dallas and Gulf Railroad which operated between Ashdown, Arkansas and Hot Springs. For many years the unused crossing diamond lay in the weeds next to the mainline of the PNW in Tokio.

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De Queen, Ben Lomond, Lockesburg and Nashville, Arkansas

Posted by graywacke on June 13, 2021

First timer?  In this formerly once-a-day blog (and now pretty much a once-a-week blog), I use an app that provides a random latitude and longitude that puts me somewhere in the continental United States (the lower 48).  I call this “landing.”

I keep track of the watersheds I land in, as well as the town or towns I land near.  I do some internet research to hopefully find something of interest about my landing location. 

To find out more about A Landing A Day (like who “Dan” is) please see “About Landing” above.  To check out some relatively recent changes in how I do things, check out “About Landing (Revisited).”

Landing number 2527; A Landing A Day blog post number 971

Dan:  Today’s lat/long (N33o 56.725’, W94o 8.386) puts me in southwest Arkansas:

Here’s my local landing map, showing my titular towns:

I had to go to Google Earth to discover that I landed in the watershed of Bellville Creek:

As you can see, the creek discharges into the Cossatot River (first hit ever!).  Moving over to StreetAtlas:

The Cossatot discharges to the Little River (3rd hit); on to the Red River (of the south; 70th hit).  Although not shown, The Red more-or-less discharges into the Atchafalaya. River (77th hit).

The Orange Dude couldn’t really get any kind of look at my landing, but he did find the end of the dirt road that one would take to get to my landing:

And here’s the rather unique entrance to the dirt road.  My landing is nearly a mile away down this road:

It’s time to check out De Queen.  What a strange name!  There’s gotta be a story here.  And there is! From  “The Influence of Dutch on the North American Languages” (2009) by Nicoline van der Sijs, Nicoline.

Please don’t skim the following!

What a great little piece!  I especially like his statement to Arthur Stillwell about his son. 

Moving along to Nashville, here’s a piece about some local dinosaur tracks from 4029tv.com:

Let’s keep with the dinosaur theme and move over a few miles to my closest town, Lockesburg.  From Wiki:

In August 1972, Joe B. Friday, who owned a service station in Lockesburg, noticed some vultures circling above his land. Checking his cows, he noticed that fossil bones were visible in a ditch near the road where some gravel had been removed recently for the reconstruction of Arkansas Highway 24.

[Two things:  First, I love the guy’s name.  I googled it and at age 87, he’s still on the Arkansas voting rolls as “Joe B. Friday.”  I suspect that he’s adamant about the “B” to differentiate himself from “Joe Friday,” the LA police detective played by Jack Webb on the TV series Dragnet, which was a pretty big deal back in the 50s and 60s. Secondly, are we really supposed to believe that vultures would be attracted to fossilized bones that are 100 million years old? No meat on them bones . . .]]

 He removed them and for some months displayed the fossils in his station. At the time, nobody recognized them for dinosaur bones.  A geology professor at the University of Arkansas and former resident of the nearby town of Nashville, Doy Zachry Jr., took the bones to his colleague at the University of Arkansas, paleontologist Dr. James H. Quinn.

[Although it doesn’t say, I’m guessing that the geology prof was getting his gas tank filled up.  Or, a friend of his told him that he oughte to go over to Lockesburg and check out Joe B. Friday’s fossils  . .]

 Quinn recognized the fossilized remains as dinosaurian and prepared the bones. He took the remains to the annual meeting of the Society of Vertebrate Paleontology in Lincoln, Nebraska in the fall of 1972. Once there, the bones were examined by experts from both the US and Europe.

Quinn intended to name the species “Arkansaurus fridayi” but in 1977 was killed by a fall when prospecting for fossils in Nebraska.

[OMG, that’s awful.  Maybe as a geologist, I have extra empathy.]

The full species name was first published by Angela K. Braden in 1998, mentioning that Quinn had informally used the combination “Arkansaurus fridayi”.

In January 2017, high school student Mason Cypress Oury had the idea to make Arkansaurus fridayi the state dinosaur.  He made a presentation to the state legislature supporting the idea.  Among his reasons for adopting the Arkansaurus as the state dinosaur Oury pointed out that Oklahoma, Texas and Missouri all have listed state dinosaurs, and Arkansas already has 24 designated state symbols, and since it was the 25th state to be admitted to the union, it made sense to add one more.  The bill was approved by the governor February 17, 2017.

And here ‘tis (Big Bird?):

So here comes Ben Lomond.  Did you (like me) figure that there was a guy named Ben Lomond who managed to get a town named after him?  Nope.  The Encyclopedia of Arkansas lets us know that the town was named after “a famous Scottish mountain.”  So I Googled Ben Lomond Scotland, and here’s what Wiki has to say:

Ben Lomond (‘Beacon Mountain’), elevation 3,196 ft, is a mountain in the Scottish Highlands, situated on the eastern shore of Loch Lomond.

Here are a couple of Wiki pics of Big Ben::

And, although we can see Loch Lomond in both of the above pictures, Wiki has a piece on Loch Lomond with these shots included:

I found a YouTube version of “Bonnie Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomond” by Ella Roberts that was put out in 2019 and has 9.5 million views.  It’s actually quite lovely.  As is my wont, the words are below (and note that Ben Lomond is mentioned in the lyrics!)

 By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.

Chorus:
O ye’ll tak’ the high road, and I’ll tak’ the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland a’fore ye,
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond.

‘Twas there that we parted, in yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side o’ Ben Lomond,
Where in soft purple hue, the highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.

Chorus

The wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping.
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring again,
Though the waeful may cease frae their grieving.

Chorus

Ça suffit!  It’s time to return to Arkansas where I could only find one ALAD-worthy shot posted on GE close to my landing, this by Tommyrox Mullenix of a tree in the middle of the LIttle River:

How that tree is alive is beyond me . . .

That’ll do it . . .

KS

Greg

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