Monday was the last of a string of beautiful summer days and proved a perfect day to get out on a section of the lower Merrimack River starting in Methuen, MA. I paddled up the river's sunny side passing this floating Tiki Bar between river cruises...
Pine Island was looking especially splendid...
Five miles up from Methuen I reached a point about half a mile below Duck Island in Lowell, MA which became my turnaround point. Up ahead in the next few miles are Hunt's Falls (1 mile), the confluence of the Concord and Merrimack rivers (aka Wamesit at 1.5 miles), and the once great Pawtucket Falls (2.75 miles). Daniel Gookin, an associate of John Eliot, in 1674 described Wamesit as follows:"...this place is situate upon the Merrimak river, being a neck of land, where Concord river falleth into Merrimak river. It is about twenty miles from Boston, north north west....The land is fertile, and yieldeth plenty of corn. It is excellently accomodated with a fishing place; and there is taken variety of fish in their seasons, as salmon, shads, lamprey eels, sturgeon, bass, and divers others. There is a great confluence of Indians, that usually resort to this place in the fishing seasons."
The name "Wamesit" is said by C. Lawrence Bond in his Native Names of New England Towns and Villages to mean "there is enough for all" and I'm guessing the "enough" is primarily referring to "fish".
Before heading back downriver I noted my proximity to Wamesit which lay ahead on the Merrimack's west side...
...and planned to later explore the area which lies partly in Lowell and partly in Tewksbury.Starting downriver I noted this travel bag atop a mostly submerged rock...
...perhaps an aid to navigation?Checked out the mouth of Trull Brook...
One other small craft encountered was the TRYAK a unique vessel I occasionally encounter in my travels. Didn't get a photo on Monday but this photo is from a previous encounter...
Trash gathered along the way on Monday included 20 "nip" bottles...
Yesterday morning, before the rain got started, I ventured to Wamesit by car. This map found in my copy of John Pendergast's The Bend of the River shows the Wamesit area with the Concord River being shown as Muskatequid...
I started my Wamesit visit upon exiting Route 495 where this sign...
...let me know I was in the right part of Tewksbury. On Richard Howe's Lowell Politics and History website I read an article "The Wamesit Trail of Tears" by Jay Gaffney where I learned of there being a statue known as the "Wamesit Indian". I found the statue just a stone's throw from Wamesit Lanes and it stood atop a boulder within the Wamesit Indian Park. It was sculpted by Milo Kaufman and unveiled in 1989. The Native American man stands with a speared fish at his feet...Leaving the park I drove into Lowell and hiked a portion of the Concord River Greenway...
...which starts at Wamesit Falls...
Back in 2023 a downriver paddle from Talbot Dam terminated at this spot so, until yesterday, I'd never seen the river below the falls. I walked about a half mile alongside it down as far as Rogers Street. While not navigable for me, I believe the National Park Service conducts whitewater rafting trips here in the springtime. There were several ledges and one spot with a significant drop at a bend... Leaving the greenway I drove over to Rogers Fort Hill Park where the Sachem Wannalancet (son of Passaconaway) is said to have built a palisade fort in 1669 for protection from anticipated Mohawk attacks...
A paved path brought me to the top of the hill where the palisaded fort is said to have stood...
In the course of my visit I saw these inspirational messages:...
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I'm left believing there were 2 Wamesits, one before the arrival of the Europeans and a smaller, more concentrated one, after the Europeans became established. In the smaller Wamesit the Europeans sought to convert the Indians to Christianity. Daniel Gookin in 1674 described annual visits he and John Eliot made to Wamesit: "At this place, once a year, at the beginning of May, the English Magistrate keeps his court accompanied with Mr. Eliot, the minister: who at this time takes his opportunity to preach, not only to the inhabitants, but to as many of the strange Indians, that can be persuaded to hear him: of which sort, usually in times of peace, there are considerable numbers at that season. And this place being an ancient and capital seat of the Indians, they come to fish; and this good man takes this opportunity to spread the net of the gospel, to fish for their souls."
Eventually, on May 6, 1674, Mr. Eliot did catch the Sachem Wannalancet (in his net), and Wannalancet agreed to stop passing in his "old canoe" and instead to embark in a "new canoe".
I should note that Wannalancet's older brother, Namamcocomuck, after being jailed in Boston by the English, left the area wanting to have nothing to do with the English. Namamcocomuck's son, Kancamagus, also famously resisted the English in present-day New Hampshire. I can't help but wonder what I would have done if I was in their place. Was there really any correct choice?