Archive for the ‘Oakland blueschist’ Category

Murieta Rock, El Cerrito

14 February 2022

In Gold Rush days, the Bay area was as wild as the rest of California: depopulated of Indigenous people and a free-for-all of frontier characters. One of those characters was the legendary outlaw Joaquin Murieta. His story, at least the version we have today, had all the makings of legend — a handsome, peaceable Mexican, viciously victimized along with his wife and family at the hands of Americans, who turned desperado and came to a bad end. As befits a good legend, every crime in California was added to his name — and this fine outcrop too in the hills of northern El Cerrito.

The rock stands out in early photos of El Cerrito, back when the hills were still bare, but today it’s unobtrusive in surroundings of trees and homes at the intersection of Cutting and Arlington Boulevards. It’s also smaller than it used to be; a rectangular quarry pit has been carved into its southwestern side.

Supposedly Murieta’s gang would watch the main road from up here and swoop down on victims. Or this would be their lookout when they hid out in Wildcat Canyon. That may have been. I think the name stuck because it looks like a broken-down haunted house made of a rare, unearthly-looking blueschist.

The area is geologically interesting. The rock is just south of Cutting, below the large “L” at the center (part of the name of the old San Pablo rancho).

All the bluish rocks are Franciscan, the orange (Tor) is the much younger Orinda Formation, and between them is the Hayward fault zone. “KJfy” is a metamorphosed sandstone and “spm” is the melange. Regular readers may recognize “Jsv” as the Leona volcanics, but this little pod is actually the northernmost occurrence of Northbrae rhyolite, the stuff of Berkeley’s rock parks. (Thanks to Karl in the comments for flagging my oversight.)

Murieta Rock is a high-grade block in a melange of serpentinite — a rare outcrop within a rare setting — and for background I refer you to this post from the last time I was up this way. Notice the large areas of the map labeled “Qls”; these are gigantic, slow landslides all of which originate in that melange. More of them are in north Berkeley (see my 2017 walking guide to the area, from the Berkeley Path Wanderers Association site).

Enough of that. You can reach Murieta Rock on the 7 bus line, from either the El Cerrito del Norte or Downtown Berkeley BART stations, or drive there yourself of course, but I enjoyed walking there through Canyon Trail Park — if I were Murieta, I’d swoop that way to carry out my robberies. The view from the top of the rock over San Pablo Bay is superb.

And since this is Valentines Day, why not consider the rock for a romantic geo-outing?

Lake Temescal, the west side

12 April 2021

For one of Oakland’s most rugged places, the west side of Lake Temescal doesn’t expose a lot of rock. But what’s there is unusual for Oakland, and interesting.

I’m talking about this ridge — tectonically, a shutter ridge — across the lake from the swimming beach.

The map of Lake Temescal Regional Park shows two trails there, the low one along the water and the high one up in the woods. An even higher trail, not marked on the map, is off limits and doesn’t expose much rock anyway.

I often wish I’d lived here in the 19th century when Oakland was new. It was in 1868 when Anthony Chabot acquired a steep little canyon back of the hills and built a dam to supply the young city with dependable water service. His technique, perfected in the gold fields of the Sierra, was to take a high-pressure water hose and wash down the sand and gravel from the hillsides to build the dam. I wish I could have inspected the scrubbed slopes at that time, but there were almost no trained geologists in the whole state, let alone me.

The canyon has a flat floor now, after decades of sedimentation, but you can see from the high trail that it’s still steep and narrow.

And the action didn’t end when Chabot finished the dam. He built a control tower in the new reservoir, but a landslide soon took it out. I’m guessing that was probably near the sluicegate where the beach house is today, and I’m guessing that the rainy winters of 1868-69 and 1869-70 plus afterslip and aftershocks of the big 1868 earthquake on the Hayward fault had something to do with it.

Speaking of which, two major strands of the Hayward fault run right through the reservoir. They’re helpfully shown on the map above. This is where the main strand crosses the dam. (Don’t worry, the massive dam will not fail even under the largest possible quake on this fault.)

The dam itself was raised and then lowered during the next few decades, and presumably the lake rose and fell too. Meanwhile trees and brush moved in upon the slopes where the Ohlone had previously maintained grassy meadows, and the rocks decayed and soil built up.

And the rocks themselves embody the complicated history of starting out in a vigorous subduction zone, being deeply buried and exhumed probably more than once, then being torn up and shoved around by the San Andreas fault system of which the Hayward fault is part.

All that is to say that Lake Temescal is a dynamic area at all time scales. It’s more complex than the small-scale geologic maps can show, even though it’s complex enough on that map.


KJfm, Franciscan melange; ch, chert block; af, artificial fill; sc, silica-carbonate rock; sp, serpentinite; Jsv, Leona volcanics; fs, Franciscan sandstone; KJkm, Knoxville Formation

The west side is mapped as melange, which is basically a mess of mashed-up sandstone with big blocks of other rocks, each with its own separate history, suspended in it. The little blip labeled “ch” is this block of chert at the top of Hill Road. So when I visited the west side trails last week, I expected to find things I didn’t expect. And most of the rock along the trails appears to be nondescript sandstone — I say appears because since hammering is forbidden, it’s hard to find a fresh surface. But lo and behold, along the high path coming down from Broadway Terrace, there’s the telltale gleam of blueschist in the exposed subsoil.

The color really comes out when you wet a piece.

Other apparently high-grade metamorphic rocks include this hard, glittering schist. Not having access to thin sections and petrographic microscopes, I can’t check for the presence of jadeite, which has been reported in blocks from this melange.

And over at the north end of the train is a distinctive outcrop of another schist. Hard rock supports slow-growing lichens, and the species differ depending on the rock’s chemistry.

Underneath the lichens, the rock is a bluish-gray mixture with a strongly folded texture, both signs of a rock that’s been through a lot of distortion at high pressure and temperature. These photos are from exposures by the lawn. The first shows the folding and the second shows fault-related crushing on the left side. The crushed material is called gouge, and bits of it are common in this sector.

My authority on Oakland’s Franciscan rocks, John Wakabayashi, holds that the west side of the lake hides the same ancient major thrust fault — a megathrust, in fact — that’s famously exposed in El Cerrito above the recycling center, where high-grade rocks have been pushed above lower-grade rocks. Unfortunately the fault itself appears to be in “a brush-filled gully with no exposure,” so it may be a while before we ever learn more.

But I did learn something more last week, about the beach house.

It is made with the local rock, namely the Leona volcanics. Whether the stones came from the hill just upslope to the east, the one that collapsed in the 1870s landslide, or from across the freeway in the great Tunnel Road cut during the 1930s, I do not know. I’m guessing the former, but I would be happy to be wrong if it means I can be certain. Putting the building and the roadcut in the same photo, there is a resemblance.

The fun thing is, both locations can be closely inspected. That sounds like a good afternoon project.

Decorative blueschist

11 May 2020

Since the shutdown I’ve been scrupulous about going out only on essential business. Yes, my idea of essential is wandering around with one eye on the ground, the other on the landscape and my mind in the clouds, but it’s not really essential. Basic, baseline exercise is essential, and I can get that in with a walk of a mile or two.

That said, a walk of a mile or two can take you to lots of interesting places no matter where you live. The upper part of Fairmount Avenue is within that perimeter, and that’s where this stone wall caught my eye. Oakland’s houses of a certain age occasionally feature our local blueschist, and this is a particularly striking example.

Just a few feet farther, the scope of the work emerges.

The entire front of the property, plus the long stairway to the entrance including the risers, employs this stone to dignified effect.

Blueschist can be garish, but here it complements both the concrete and the Craftsman house in color and texture. I took a close look at it to compare with its appearance at various Oakland locations. The stone is unusually sound and was apparently quarried for this purpose. I don’t think rock yards carry this kind of unfashionable stone today — it’s hard to source large, consistent quantities, and artisanal stonemasons are no longer as plentiful as they were a century ago.

I don’t know any commercial sources of rock like this, although it’s conceivable the old Hutchinson quarry in El Cerrito, where the recycling center is today, used to yield some from its upper level. I suspect it came from a pit in the Crestmont/Serpentine Prairie area. This big exposure on Old Redwood Road shows the general quality of the rock up there.

Some of the rock in Crestmont is a pretty close match, but in general it’s more fractured and pocked with carbonates.

I suspect, but have no way of proving at present, that this old pit at the back edge of Serpentine Prairie was the source. Our serpentinite/blueschist isn’t useful for crushed stone, and although “a few tons” of poor-quality asbestos was once mined up here, this particular rock has no sign of containing tempting amounts of chrysotile. So that leaves decorative stone as the most likely product.

And that reminds me that I need to visit the meadow up there soon, for the exercise.