Monday the 25th
of February, we went on a short fieldtrip with half the first-year geology
group to Sand Bay in
Weston-super-Mare, near Bristol.
The rocky shore
we were at is within the tidal zone, so during high tide, it lies under water.
We were therefore working under considerable time pressure, and the slightest delay could mean the lives of
every single member of the group!
No, just joking…
(I gave up puns for lent, so I have to make do with other forms of low humour.)
The tide does not come in that fast, and as long as you always keep an eye on
the water level, you should be fine. The greatest danger here would be standing
too close to those cliffs for too long.
But, again, be
careful with where you stand, and, if you have
to go up close, do it quickly and then go back immediately. If you do that,
there is little risk.
The beach was
full of round limestone rocks, nicely polished by the washing waves every day.
It did not take long before all paleontologists were scanning them for fossils.
As always, there
is this mysterious lag period where
you walk around, staring at the ground, but find nothing. You bend down to have
closer look, but still don’t see a thing of note. It is not until you find the
first that the rest start to crop up everywhere, even where just had just
passed – which ironically turns out to be packed with nice fossils that you for
some reason were blind to a minute ago.
The point of
this fieldtrip was to teach us certain geological field skills. The university
staff here seems to have a fetish for
the word ‘skill’, and gladly apply it to anything that relates to an
ability, no matter how undeveloped. I guess it is just that it sounds good when
you say that the students are acquiring skills in the field. It makes us sound
professional. (The same goes for the word ‘feedback’, but this is not the place
to be bitchy about the meaning of words…)
We had four
exercises to do. So, get on with it.
I don’t want to
sound cranky, but it is difficult not to, when the teachers do not even care to
show us how to do the things we are
tasked to do in the exercises. Half of us have never done fieldwork in geology
before. In the blistering cold winds, and surrounded by fascinating fossils,
the motivation for walking around and trying to guess what they want us to do
dropped to the bottom.
Luckily, James,
Nigel and I had done many of these things before, so we did fine, but there was
still much hesitation and standing with the notebook and pencil in
cold-shivering hands glaring at an outcrop in front of us, each probably having
an internal struggle to find any point in this. We want to search for and find
nice fossils!
In the end, we
did what we had to, but, in hindsight, it could have been done half as
painfully and in half the time if we had just been prepared properly by the staff
that has years of experience of these things and therefore should be able to go
through each step clearly and give tips from personal experience on how to make
things more efficient.
They did not
give much introduction to the history of this place, except for the brief notes
they had given us in a handout earlier. All we knew was that the rocks were
Carboniferous of age and formed in a shallow marine environment, and that there
were some volcanic sediments mixed around here as well.
The idea was for
us to start to investigate the environment for ourselves and try to puzzle some
pieces together, rather than having someone give us all the answers. Brilliant
pedagogical thinking, in theory at least. Honestly, I am glad they at least
try.
But argh, don’t
let me spoil this post by complaining so much! It was a really good day! It had
been so long since I saw fossils (in real life).
What I really
was hoping to find was a rugose coral,
since I don’t have any yet. I have plenty of tabulate corals – the other main type of corals at that time –
including my very first fossil. Both types of corals lived on the bottom of
shallow seas, filtering food particles directly from the water. That is about
as much as they did… (I’m not sure of how they reproduced, but cnidarian life
cycles tend to be quite interesting, so maybe the fun bits happened then!) The
tabulate corals grew in tight colonies, and so were very important for building
ancient reefs; the rugose corals were more solitary.
And some were
small enough to bring back home.
What has been
preserved is the calcareous outer skeleton it secreted outside its body; the
actual animal would live inside, protected from most danger, and let out its
tentacles to feed from the currents. Perhaps not the most fantastic of
organisms, but they make very nice fossils!
A really amazing
one I found embedded in a huge block of rock (too big to carry) (and too stuck
in the rock to pick out) could be a rugose coral preserved in very nice, large,
clear calcite crystals, but it could also be a crinoid (sea lily), another
filter-feeder, but related to starfish and sea urchins.
I found at least
one fossil that is surely a crinoid.
But only a cross
section of one of the hard plates of its stalk, so not really much to see.
Nigel, on the other hand, found a fantastic bit of its mouth and tentacles! It
was so incredibly nice, that James and (mostly) I were bitter and jealous for hours (not
really, but we pretended, because it was the best we could do… damn Nigel!
hahaha).
And as if it was
not enough, Nigel later found a huge rugose coral, only half attached to a
rock, the other side nicely showing its cone shape. Damn that man again!
I did find a
pretty fun crinoid fossil with its stalk plates sort of separated a bit.
I also picked up
something I am quite sure is a brachiopod.
And, finally, a
rock that looks just like the typical textbook model of dip-slip faults!
(If you are
unfamiliar with what that is, don’t worry… it is really only funny if you have
seen tons and tons of those diagrams before.)
In two weeks or
so, it is time for another fieldtrip, but this time probably with less fossils.
*sob*