Thursday, April 24, 2025

Earth Day Harvest of Snagged Plastics

 

On Earth Day morning under fast clearing skies I paddled down the Nashua River in Lancaster, MA towards where large amounts of plastic trash have been snagged by fallen trees across the river.   The area is a couple of miles downstream from the "Meeting of the Waters" where the north branch from the cities of Leominster and Fitchburg joins with the south branch from the town of Clinton to form the Nashua River.  Previous attempts at removing this trash have hardly made a dent due to the limited capacity of my kayak and the distance between the fallen trees and the boat launch on Rt. 117.  However, on this occasion, Kurt Schuffels of World Farmers, Flats Mentor Farm allowed me to launch my boat from the farm's riverside property placing me closer to my objective.  Additionally, Todd Olanyk of MassWildlife allowed my use of a landing spot on the property of Bolton Flats Wildlife Management Area, and also  handled disposal of the collected trash.  Their help allowed me to make a bigger dent in getting plastic trash out of the river. 

Water levels in the river had dropped to 2.3 ' on the gauge at Pepperell and were close to ideal.  This photo shows one of the larger snags as it looked on April 10th when water levels were higher...

My landing spot at Bolton Flats WMA...

...where I was able to unload my boat 3 times rather than just once.

The net result was this pile...

...which included 139 plastic bottles, 243 "nip" bottles, 10 glass bottles, 10 cigarette lighters, and miscellaneous flotsam including several "ducky race" escapees. Mrs. Trashpaddler and I then counted and bagged the trash for later disposal by MassWildlife...


 This Earth Day that had started cloudy and cool was now in the mid 70s F with plenty of sunshine.

        




Friday, April 18, 2025

Train at Coachlace and Concord's Rude Bridge

 


My past paddling week started on a cloudy, cool, and quiet Sunday afternoon in Clinton, MA.  I'd launched into South Meadow Pond which is connected with Mossy and Coachlace ponds. A light dusting of snow lingered on the hillsides...


After paddling S Meadow and Mossy I entered Coachlace and paddled to its unusual-looking outlet structure...


This black-crowned night heron seemingly held court over the area...

Wood ducks, common mergansers, and mallards were also present.

While paddling west on the pond the quiet was broken by the distant horn of an approaching train echoing off the hillsides as it followed the Nashua River valley.  The rumbling sounds of three locomotives grew louder as the westbound CSX freight train finally appeared...

...and passed alongside the pond pulling some 80 plus boxcars, tank cars, and center beams.

Once quiet had been restored I squeezed through the culvert beneath the tracks...

Plastic trash gathered up along the way...


On Thursday, two days before the April 19th festivities, I paddled to the Old North Bridge in Concord, MA...


Tomorrow the bridge will be hosting the 250th anniversary of the battle where ordinary farmers dared to rebel against a king's tyranny.  


The Minuteman statue depicts one such farmer looking across the river...

"By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
  Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
  And fired the shot heard round the world."   ~  from Ralph Waldo Emerson's Concord Hymn


Signs of the expected crowds...

Not far from the bridge, in Mill Brook, stood this beaver lodge duplex...

Trash from bits of the Sudbury, Assabet, and Concord rivers...






 

Friday, April 11, 2025

Bag of Bubbles

 


Kind of a fickle week around these parts.  On Sunday afternoon I approached Egg Rock in Concord, MA (above photo) under moody skies and warm temperatures.

Checked the Egg Rock inscription which showed decent water levels...

...before veering right and ascending the Assabet River.

On Thursday good water levels were also found on the  Nashua River in Lancaster, MA where this bend-maker imposed its will on me and the river...


The days between paddles ran the gamut from warm rainy days and wind to downright cold days with mornings temperatures in the mid 20's F. 

Trash found in the Assabet River included this tightly-packed plastic bag of bubble wrap...

Sunday's roundup with bubbles unleashed...


The Nashua River's trash was plucked from the trash traps at the river's many sharp bends...where the trash is laid out conveniently...


Thursday's haul included 71 "nip" bottles and a half dozen cigarette lighters...


Fittingly, for a fickle week, a white dusting of snow covered lawns and cars this morning.

 

Sunday, April 6, 2025

More Firsts and Lasts

 

Closed out the month of March this past Monday with a winding up-and-back-down paddle on the Nashua River.  Launched from Oxbow N.W.R. at the bottom of Still River Depot Road in Harvard, MA.

After passing under an abandoned roadway bridge and a railroad bridge (still in-use) there are few signs of civilization.  One is this small stone chapel perched atop a riverside hummock ...


Though cloudy, temperatures were in the upper 50's F.

Trash (including 113 "nip" bottles) is often found in this stretch due to the many twists, turns, and snags...


My first paddle in April, on Friday, served as a shakedown cruise for the newest member of my fleet...


Did an up-and-back-down paddle on the straightaway section of the Concord River from the Bedford (MA) Boat Launch.  Temperatures were near 60 degrees F. at the start and later rose to near 70 with a fair amount of sunshine.

While heading upriver...
...adjustments were made to foot pegs and seat position along the way.  

Stopped at Brewster's Woods...

Next to the landing a beaver was exhibiting territorial behavior and slowly circled me...

Proof of this beaver laying claim to the place was his nibbling at the nicely-built wood canoe rack...

With things finally adjusted to my liking I headed downriver to Two Brothers Rocks...


Water levels on the Concord River were high enough to invite some paddling amidst the trees...

My new boat's first trash haul...



Sunday, March 30, 2025

Back to Latitude 42

 



After enjoying some more hospitable paddling conditions in The Commonwealth of Virginia/Latitude 37 it was back to Latitude 42 for me this past week and our more seasonably cool and breezy conditions.

On Thursday after launching from a now ice-free Lincoln (MA) Canoe Launch I visited some of my familiar haunts such as Martha's Point (above photo) on the Sudbury River:

The stone boathouse at Fairhaven Bay's north end...

At the bay's northeast corner I found water levels high enough for paddling into Well Meadow...


Lee's Bridge to the south...


Near the bridge I ran into a fellow paddler and river-regular Jeff P in his uniquely-shaped Zastera kayak...


These riverside sugar maples no longer sported their galvanized buckets perhaps meaning the 2025 sap season is behind us...

Trash recovered from the Sudbury included several plastic bags of clothes and a hard hat...




On Saturday Mrs. Trashpaddler and I joined with fellow paddler Oz and several of his family members who volunteered to scout access to a large trash trap on the Nashua River...

   
The scouting will help us in planning a future cleanup of this spot.  To reach the trash trap we hiked 3/4 of a mile across an area known as the "Flats" and noticed quite a bit of plastic trash laying on the ground.  It apparently had been left behind when the river recently overflowed its banks.  

The youngest member of our group proudly stands with some trash she helped collect...
...which included the usual plastic water/beverage containers as well as a plastic container of motor oil.

Additionally there were 78 "nip" bottles...



Sunday, March 23, 2025

Capt. Smith, Chickahominy, and Werowocomoco

 

This past week found me paddling on the Chickahominy River alongside some ancient-looking cypress trees (photo above), and on the York River (photo below) both in the Commonwealth of Virginia...


Over the winter I'd read Captain John Smith's two first-hand accounts of his first winter (1607-1608) in and around the Jamestown settlement: his 1608 True Relation of Such Occurrences..., and his 1624 General History of Virginia. I also studied Smith's well-made map of Virginia published in 1612 (note north is to the right side of map)...


This resulted in a road trip to Virginia in hopes of experiencing first-hand some of Captain Smith's stomping grounds.  Last year I visited the place where Samuel Champlain spent his first winter in North America (1604-1605).  As explorers, they were contemporaries; Champlain in his 30s and Smith in his late 20s.

I decided to check off an item from my bucket list along the way: driving the full length of the Delmarva peninsula and the 17.6 miles across the mouth of Chesapeake Bay via the Chesapeake Bay Bridge - Tunnel considered to be one of the seven man-made wonders of the world. I doubt I'll ever experience anything quite like it again...


The bridge-tunnel runs between Cape Charles and Cape Henry depicted on Smith's map...


Once in Virginia my 3 objectives were: 
1. Visit the 1607 James Fort in Historic Jamestowne.
2. Paddle some of the Chickahominy River where Captain Smith nearly lost his life. 
3. Paddle to the former Native American village, Werowocomoco, on the York River.

All of my objectives were within this area of Smith's map...
        The X marks the approximate spot of Captain Smith's capture on the Chickahominy River.


At Jamestown Rediscovery (Historic Jamestowne) I entered the original 1607 fort location...


 There I found Captain Smith prominently on display (#8 on map) looking upon the James River...

A closer look...

A nearby plaque provides a description of this complex figure...

Not too far from Smith was this statue of Pocahontas...

The Voorhees Archaearium Archaeology Museum has on display many recovered artifacts.


The Chickahominy River played a prominent part in Captain Smith's late 1607 misadventure. He'd ventured up the Chickahominy River several times in order to obtain corn from the Chickahominy people.  The corn was needed by the Jamestown settlers for their survival.  Once enough corn had been obtained he decided to make one more trip of an exploratory nature up the river with a crew of 8 men. When they'd passed the last Chickahominy village the river became too shallow for their vessel.  Like many a paddler he had to see what was around the next bend in the river...so he left his vessel and 6 of its crewmen behind, and along with 2 Englishmen and 2 Chickahominy men, got into a dugout canoe.  The 5 of them then paddled another 12 miles or so further upriver to where Smith and a Chickahominy man went ashore.  This historical marker tells the story...

Unbeknownst to Smith the two Englishmen who'd accompanied him had been killed before Smith's capture, and Smith was about to share their fate when according to his 1624 account the following took place: Smith thought to show Indian leader Opechancanough his "round ivory double compass Dyall. Much they marvailed at the playing of the Fly and needle, which they could see so plainly, and yet not touch it, because of the glass that covered them.  But when demonstrated by that Globe-like jewell, the roundness of the earth and skies, the sphere of the Sunne, Moone, and Starres, and how the Sunne did chase the night round about the world continually; the greatnesse of the Land and Sea, the diversitie of Nations, varietie of complexions, and how we were to them Antipodes, and many other such like matters, they all stood as amazed with admiration.  Notwithstanding, within an houre after they tyed him to a tree, and as many as could stand about him prepared to shoot him, but the King holding up the compass in his hand, they all laid downe their Bows and Arrowes, and in a triumphant manner led him to Orapaks, where he was after their manner kindly feasted, and well used." 

In Smith's 1608 account of this incident he describes the device as only a "compasse diall" whereas in his 1624 account he provided more detail "a round ivory double compass Dyall" and it being a "Globe-like jewell".  

An article The Adventures of Captain John Smith, Pocahontas, and a Sundial by Sara J. Schechner, Ph.D. Harvard University Dept. of the History of Science makes the case that the device was "a type of pocket sundial made in Europe and contained in a hollow ivory sphere.  When opened, one hemisphere contained a magnetic compass whose wire needle was glued to the underside of a card painted with a wind rose.  The card - or - fly spun on a pivot and indicated north.  The fly was protected by glass held down by a brass volvelle that showed phases of the moon and could be used to determine the time of the tides or to convert the sundial into a moon dial.  The exterior of the ivory sphere was often ornamented with delicate patterns, or, as in Smith's example, could be inscribed with the great celestial circles - i.e., the ecliptic, the equator, the Tropic of Cancer and Capricorn, Arctic and Antarctic circles, and the colures - demarcating the path of the sun and planets in the heavens.  Smith's sundial was a powerful token, a model of the universe he could hold in the palm of his hand." 
 
Obviously this device was way more than a simple pocket compass, and in my opinion in the early 1600s it would have been the equivalent to today's smart phones or GPS devices.  Without this seemingly magical device having been in Smith's pocket it is highly doubtful that he would have lived another day!

In order to experience paddling on the Chickahominy River I chose to launch from the Chickahominy Riverfront Park in Williamsburg, VA.  The park is located at the confluence of the James and Chickahominy rivers about 8 miles upriver from Jamestowne. Blustery winds out of the north made a 
7-mile loop paddle around Gordon Island a good choice.  The route was via Gordon Creek, Nayses Bay, and Nettles Creek back to the Chickahominy.  I read about this loop on the Virginia Water Trails website. Ideal when done with a mid-day high tide which I had.  A map of the loop...

The Chickahominy people are described on this plaque located further upriver in Sandston, VA...

Wildlife encountered along the Chickahominy included this bald eagle...
...and this osprey...

Upon completing the loop the now falling tide and stiff north wind helped convey me back to my starting point...
Leaving the park I passed this historical marker...


Captain Smith's captivity saw him being marched away from the Chickahominy River and over the next several days to various Native American villages before finally arriving at the principal Powhatan village, Werowocomoco...
Smith described the Powhatan leader Wahunsonacock's regal stature as: "himself as upon a Throne at the upper ende of the house, with such a Majestie as I cannot express, nor yet have often seene, either in Pagan or Christian."  It was at Werowocomoco that Smith believed his life was saved a second time when Wahunsonacock's daughter, Pocahontas, interceded and asked her father to spare Smith's life.

Because there's no way at present to visit Werowocomoco by land I decided to visit the fabled village by boat, launching into the tidal York River at Cappahosic...

...and paddling with the incoming tide about 2.5 miles upriver to Purtan Bay...
Confirmation that I was in the approximate area was this National Park Service boundary marker...
Since 2016 the 264-acre site has been owned by the NPS but is not yet open to the public.

I briefly made landfall just outside of the boundary...
...and later passed what appeared to be another access point along the York River shoreline...


With the last of my 3 objectives now complete I thoroughly enjoyed paddling downriver back to the small  beach at Cappahosic.  Is there anything better than having accomplished your goals and paddling into an almost summerlike breeze with temps in the upper 60s? ....



Only this very modest amount of plastic trash was encountered in my time on these waters...


Captain Smith returned to England in 1609 and never returned to Virginia   He died in England in 1631 at the age of 51 years old...