Yesterday's weather in eastern Massachusetts was dreamlike considering the time of year, and just possibly a candidate for the year's top ten sweetest days. As luck would have it my workday ended early leaving me just up the road from the Charles River.
Shortly, I'd pushed off from under the Farm Road bridge and paddled upriver through the Rocky Narrows, under King Philip's Lookout...
...and past the location where Death's Bridge once spanned the river...
...before arriving at the confluence of the Charles River and its largest tributary Bogastow Brook which veers in from the right, equal in size to the Charles...
Paddling a short distance up the brook brought me to South End Pond and its wide expanse...
According to the 1884 History of Norfolk County, Massachusetts by Duane Hamilton Hurd "The name given by the aborigines to the valley of the Charles River above Natick, for several miles southward, was "Boggestow", variously spelled, as were most words in the ancient papers and records." As to the Native American meaning of the word, I can't find a clue. In fact very few Native American (Algonquian) words begin with the letter "B".
I'd added a new song to my Shuffle listening device earlier in the day and thought it appropriate that my Shuffle chose Bogastow Brook's South End Pond to play Midnight in Harlem by the Tedeschi Trucks Band. The song, weather, and locale resulted in a memorable interlude for me to savor in the weeks and months ahead.
Returning to the Charles, an interesting variety of man-made shapes were seen to dot the horizon...
...whereas King Philip's Lookout did OK without any help...
My takeout at Farm Road bridge came into view catching me unprepared to wake from the dream...
Some trash rounded up along the way...
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