My Water Roots

Getting back on my home waters is something I always look forward to after having returned from more distant places.  I almost always see them differently and with a new sense of  appreciation. After launching at Lowell Road in Concord, MA I paddled the short distance upriver to the Egg Rock confluence where the Sudbury River swings in from the left and the Assabet River from the right (above photo). The Egg Rock inscription is now high and dry as the water level has dropped from much higher levels earlier this spring... Paddled a couple of miles on the lower Assabet with a stop for lunch on Willow Island.  Once back at Egg Rock I ventured up the lower Sudbury to Heaths Bridge encountering some faux critters which I hadn't seen there before... Not a single Canada goose in their vicinity...can you blame them? When returning downriver and approaching a locale known as Clamshell Bank I saw this large doe who I suspect will soon give birth to a fawn or two....

Spent three days last week with six other paddlers exploring the lake-like waters above and between two behemoth hydroelectric structures that effectively drowned the "Fifteen Mile Falls" section of the Connecticut River in northern New Hampshire and Vermont.  Before the two dams were built, the river dropped about 320' over about 15 miles and its tumbling waters comprised one of the longest stretches of whitewater in New England. In the opening photo we paddlers are feeling a tad small as we approach the Samuel C. Moore Hydro Station (blt.1957) said to be New England's largest conventional hydroelectric plant. The other behemoth, Frank D. Comerford Hydro Station (blt. 1930), sits 8 miles downriver... While paddling the two reservoirs (Comerford and Moore) created by these dams paddlers can only imagine how the river might have looked before 1930.   Besides examining old maps, one can get some idea of what the Fifteen Mile Falls were like by reading this art...

It was the above pictured confluence (Ossipee river to the left, Saco River to the right) that drew me to western Maine's Saco River Valley last week.  I'd read numerous historical accounts attesting to the confluence's significance as being an important junction of three Native American trails: the Sokokis Trail (Rt.5) reaching up from the south, the Ossipee Trail (Rt. 25) diverging to the west and alongside the Ossipee River, and the Pequawket Trail (Rt 113) continuing with the Saco River to the north and west towards its headwaters in New Hampshire's White Mountains. This was my first camping trip of the 2019 season and my tent had been pitched within a 2-mile radius of the confluence.   Somewhere within the same 2-mile radius was, more than likely, the trading post of Englishman Francis Small.  The 43 year old Small is said to have been the first European to venture into this area in 1668, and he began trading with the Sokokis band of Wabanakis people by allo...