Baltimore's oldest tree is a white oak that predates the city itself by more than a century, a survivor of the colonial landscape still growing over a suburban road on private land its owners keep alive with weekly deep watering. Two more stand near downtown: a Camden Yards elm local tradition says Frederick Douglass planted as an enslaved boy, and two record-holding specimens in the city's own Cylburn Arboretum, a hawthorn armed with finger-length thorns and a maple that sheds its bark in cinnamon curls.
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The Ruxton Liberty Tree
White Oak (Quercus alba) · roughly 350-380 years · Ruxton, Baltimore County
Keeping this oak alive takes 5,000 gallons of water a week. The family who own the lawn it grows on pay for that, and for the fungicide treatments against the phytophthora working at its roots, because the tree leaning over Bellona Avenue was a seedling around 1646, twelve years after the first English colonists landed in Maryland.
By 1694 it was big enough to be useful. Surveyors used it to mark the boundary between two land grants, Young Man's Adventure and Samuel Hope, in the same year Maryland moved its government from St Mary's City to Annapolis. It outlasted the Bellona Gunpowder Works, which supplied ammunition for the War of 1812 nearby, and it was already close to two centuries old when the Baltimore and Susquehanna Railroad came through in the 1830s. Local legend has Abraham Lincoln catching sight of it from a train in 1863. Nobody has ever sourced that, and it is repeated here as legend rather than fact.
The Baltimore Sun measured it in 2002 at over 100 feet tall, with a canopy spanning roughly 150 feet and a trunk 18 feet around. A more recent account of the man who cares for it calls it nearly 400 years old and describes the watering still going on.
It grows on private ground. Stand on the road beneath the branches and look up, which is as far as anyone should go.
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The Frederick Douglass Elm
English Elm (Ulmus procera) · not documented · Otterbein, near Camden Yards
Baltimore tradition holds that Frederick Douglass planted this elm as a boy, while he was still enslaved in the city. No document proves it. The people who pass the story on say some believe it, which is the honest form of the claim and the form we are keeping.
What is on the record is thinner and more solid: TreeBaltimore, the city's own forestry programme, lists this English elm among Baltimore's notable trees, standing where West Hill Street meets Sharp Street in Otterbein, a short walk from Camden Yards. By the same local memory, Douglass came back to it. An account repeated around the city, which we have not managed to read at its original source, says he addressed a Baltimore crowd beneath these limbs in 1878, forty years after he escaped slavery from this city and went north. Treat the return as story rather than record until somebody produces the page.
The species is its own piece of history. English elms went into American cities by the thousand in the nineteenth century, and Dutch elm disease took most of them from the 1930s onward, which is why a mature one on a street corner now stops people who know what they are looking at. Neighbours have reported bigger branches coming down in recent years.
Nobody has dated it and nobody has put a tape around it. If you know either number, tell us.
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The Cockspur Hawthorn of Cylburn Arboretum
Cockspur Hawthorn (Crataegus crus-galli) · not documented · Cylburn, northwest Baltimore
Cylburn Arboretum's cockspur hawthorn carries thorns long enough that a Baltimore Sun guest columnist compared them to a giant's toothpick, straight, sharp and several inches each, the kind farmers once grew into living fences because nothing could push through them. This one grows loose rather than clipped, somewhere in the arboretum's 207 acres on Baltimore's northwest side.
The same columnist, touring the grounds in late 2023, called it Cylburn's only remaining state champion, the last of a run of record trees the arboretum used to hold more of. That claim sits next to a complication: the arboretum's own printed trail map names a different tree, a castor aralia, as the state champion instead. Titles like this move when a tree grows, dies or gets remeasured, and a printed map does not always catch up. Either the aralia has since lost the title or the map is simply the older document.
What the newspaper account gives that the map cannot is a direct look, taken in November: bare branches carrying a heavy load of small red haws, and those thorns.
Nobody has measured its girth or dated it, and this pass could not pin which part of the grounds it stands on. If you find it, the thorns and the fruit are how you will know.
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The Paperbark Maple of Cylburn Arboretum
Paperbark Maple (Acer griseum) · not documented · Cylburn, northwest Baltimore
A paperbark maple sheds its own bark in curls of cinnamon and copper, thin as paper, and it keeps doing that in every season, which is the whole reason anyone plants one where people will walk past it in winter. Cylburn Arboretum's specimen stands a few steps from the Visitor Center, close enough to the Greenspring Avenue entrance that most visits pass within sight of it without meaning to.
The arboretum's own trail map marks the spot as point A and names it a City Champion. A Baltimore Sun guest columnist, touring the grounds in November 2023, gave it a champion score of 91 points and singled out the same feature the map cannot show: bark peeling back in bright, exfoliating strips. An institution and a firsthand account, written months apart, naming the same tree at the same corner of the grounds.
Neither source gives a single number. A champion score is calculated from circumference, height and crown spread together, and pulling one figure back out of the total would mean inventing what nobody measured directly, so this page carries none. Paperbark maple is naturally a slow, small tree, and holding the city title here says more about how rare the species still is in Baltimore than about size.
Go in low winter light, when the bark catches it best.
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