Goodbye Little Muskrat Island

 

            Boaters on the Mississippi River in St.Cloud and visitors to Wilson Park are probably familiar with the little Island that had sprouted upstream over the years.  I don’t know if it had an official name, but I called it Little Muskrat Island (the diminutive cousin of the Beaver Islands to the South). The little Island had a solid base of shrubs, and even it’s own tree.  How that tree and vegetation sprouted in such a soggy clump of sand and clay was truly a feat of perseverance. 

The Little Muskrat Island in September 08

Compare this image to one you can find framed at Coborn's on Cooper Ave. Note that the picture you'll find there is over 50 years old.

 

                For as long as I had been paying attention to it during 8 years of kayaking, it had flourished during drought and flood and the continual ups and downs of the Mississippi. I hadn’t visited the island this year but from where I walked along the riverbank I could see that the little Island seemed to be struggling.  There had been flooding and a strong ice flow this spring so I was concerned that the scraggly little island had been affected. Maybe the island had been all but scraped away by the ice and left the tree barely clinging.

 

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A closer look at the island photographed in September 08

    

   

 

 

        Last evening I took a brief outing by kayak from the Sauk River to the Mississippi and downstream back to home. As I approached the Little Muskrat, I feared the worst as I just couldn’t see that little tree standing in defiance over the water.  Arriving closer, the truth became apparent, that the little island was gone. All that remains of it now is a submerged sandbar and some weather-bare sticks that mark where the island had been.

           

 

 

 

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The remains of Little Muskrat Island, July 09

 

 

 

            Exactly what happened to the island I don’t know, but I’m sad to see it gone. I suppose it’s history goes back much further than the years I paddled up to and around it.  I wonder just how long it had been there.  Maybe in the years ahead, somehow, another tree will take root and the Little Muskrat Island will return again one day. Time will tell.

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