Fun Geeking out with Ancient Supercontinents

 A short while ago a friend with a different blog described a vacation in Maine in which she photographed a plaque describing rock formations of the area.  I am always curious about the geological history of places, so began reading the contents.  It turns out that this area of Maine traces is geological roots to the Silurian Period

I had fun looking up some articles on the Silurian Period in the Encylopedia Brittanica, and USGS websites and found out that during the Silurian Period there was a supercontinent called Gondwana which at one point filled much of the Southern Hemisphere. Check out some maps of this ancient continent and you'll see that towards the end of (Retrieved today at Gondwana | Ancient Landmass, Plate Tectonics & Climate | Britannica) the Silurian period, due to factors like continental drift, Gondwana begins to form a rough octopus shape and you find the beginnings of Africa, Australia, and South America as relatively tiny land masses:


 I'm having fun tracing the geology and have found that apparently the ancient continent of Pangea came roughly a hundred million years after Gondwana broke up, with Ogunquit forming well after Pangea, of course.) I'd post the link to the map of the octopus-shaped Gondwana.


I'm not a geological expert, just a person who has fun geeking out on maps, prehistory, and history.

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