View of Thurston Pond looking east.

Heading east out of downtown Ann Arbor, by the time Plymouth Road nears the 200-foot-high, 500,000-gallon water tower – painted with blue sky and clouds – west side Ann Arbor residents who stick mostly close to their own neighborhoods could easily forget this is still Ann Arbor. A couple of weeks ago The Chronicle headed up that direction, turning left just before the water tower onto Georgetown Boulevard. We were meeting Neal Foster, a neighbor of Thurston Pond and retired scientist, who had agreed to give us a tour of this 8.5 acre pond, which is a major feature of the Thurston Nature Center.

In his early academic career – inspired in part by his father’s guppy tank – Foster’s research specialty was killifishes, but what he says he’s best at and enjoys most is “explaining things to people.” And The Chronicle took full advantage of that talent. After gathering up some buckets, nets and waders at Neal’s house, we headed up to the southern edge of the pond where Yorktown Drive provides easy access. Before donning the waders and Wellingtons in an attempt to gather some aquatic creatures, we took a clockwise tour of the pond.

Willow trees on the southwest side of Thurston Pond.

As we began working our way around the pond, Thurston Elementary’s playground was on our left. The Thurston Nature Center is intimately connected to the school – The TNC Committee is a sub-committee of the Parent Teacher Organization at Thurston Elementary. Piled next to the first section of trail was a heap of wood chips, which Foster explained would be spread by volunteers onto the trail as a part of a work detail scheduled for an upcoming weekend. Walking the trail, we encountered benches oriented towards the pond, which presumably at one time had a sight-line to the water, but any glimpses of the pond today from those benches are obscured by phragmites (an invasive reed) or else by the towering willow trees.

Clear sight lines to the water probably existed back in the late ’60s when the pond took its current shape. The existing wetland had been dug out as the area was developed residentially, and some of the construction debris was tossed into the 2- to 6-foot deep pond.

As we neared the western side of the pond, Foster pointed out a grate amongst the vegetation: an overflow storm drain leading to Miller’s Creek. It rarely comes into play, said Foster. The settling over time of the berm on the western side of the pond, which is designed to keep the water levels higher, means that when the pond does overflow, it tends to do so at locations other than the designed drains, and winds up soaking into the ground, instead of being led to Miller’s Creek via the drains.

Overflow per se is not something to be prevented. On the contrary, what Thurston Pond needs, says Foster, is more flow in and more flow out, to help correct what has become an over-rich nutrient mix in the water. Where does the flow-in come from? It currently comes from natural pooling of water when it rains. In that regard, Thurston Pond is akin to a giant rain puddle. But in addition to the natural pooling, there is engineered flow as well. Just past a wooden walking bridge on the western edge of the pond we found the opening of the storm drain from the Clague Middle School parking lot into the pond.

Possible future location of a storm drain leading down from Bluett Road and Antietam Drive.

A little further along the path, Foster pointed out a concrete stairway leading down from the Bluett Road and Antietam Drive area, which he said could be the location of an additional storm drain inlet into the pond. The 30-inch pipe would be installed by tunneling under the stairway instead of trenching and replacing the stairway – a newly re-constructed stairway would incur the additional expenses associated with being ADA compliant.

The wooden walking bridge we had crossed earlier had a newly replaced board on it. Asked who would have undertaken the repair, Foster figured it could have been Mike Conboy, the same name he cited as a real resource for information on the old growth trees we had been walking past.

As we made the turn eastward and rounded the deepest section of the pond, it became increasingly easier to get a view of the water. This is in part due to the practice of clearing brush all the way to the water’s edge by homeowners whose property abuts the pond. Foster said he wished they would let the natural flora have its way. Arriving back at the Yorktown Drive access, he said that the implementation of a no-mowing strategy at that location by the Orchard Hills Athletic Club had successfully discouraged the flocking of Canadian geese on the banks – which, unchecked, will make a prodigious contribution of manure to the lawn.

Neal Foster wields his net at the southern edge of Thurston Pond.

It was time for Foster to pull on his waders. The Chronicle pulled on some size-13 Wellingtons that he lent us, which were more than adequate to keep our feet dry. Foster first deployed a fine mesh suitable for snagging plankton-size aquatic life, taking care to swish his figure-eights through the water near the surface to protect the delicate weave of the net. Depositing the contents from the net into a plastic jar, he would later speculate that it was only detritus that had been captured.

But when Foster broke out the coarser net, he met with more visible success: fathead minnows. And that success was witnessed by Laura MacGregor, who was walking home with her daughter, Sophie Stillwagon, who she’d picked up from kindergarten at Thurston Elementary. MacGregor said they walked home past the pond nearly every day. Foster encouraged the pair to come to the upcoming Orchard Hills-Maplewood Homeowners Association fall festival – having some aquatic critters on hand for display at the festival was the motivation for the morning’s collection activities.

Fathead minnows aren’t the only aquatic life supported by Thurston Pond. Painted turtles and snapping turtles are definitely on the list as well. Foster said that the snapping turtles had a fairly easy time preying on ducklings and goslings, because the cloudy water allowed them to approach undetected. Not that the snapping turtles of Thurston Pond pose a real danger to humans – The Chronicle emerged from the shallow water unscathed, but with a deeper understanding of the range of neighborhoods in the city.

Sophie, Neil, and Laura check out the catch.

In front: Laura MacGregor and Sophie Stillwagon. In back: Neal Foster

Fathead minnows.