Sunday, December 31, 2017

Wrapping Things Up

It was on New Year’s Eve back in 2007 that I created this blog and the name “Trashpaddler”.  My efforts at that time were primarily focused on the Sudbury, Assabet, and Concord rivers.  Over the ensuing decade I ventured out further, trashpaddling many additional waterways and tending to my blog faithfully.  Now, I feel the time has come to wrap things up and accordingly this will be my last post (though I will leave the blog online for awhile).  Readers of a superstitious nature may appreciate my efforts to post exactly seven times for each month of 2017, thus finishing with "lucky sevens" all around!

Through my trashpaddling activities I’ve learned that waterways are anything but static places and the trash too often found within them demonstrates this quite clearly.  The trash I encounter in our waterways these days is a reflection of our on-the-go daily existence.  In my opinion, it shows we’re short-sighted creatures too often placing convenience and low-cost over all else.  Consequently, it seems we're best guided into doing what’s right for our environment through our wallets; to keep something detrimental from getting into the environment it helps to provide a monetary incentive.  Additionally, if we want to get something detrimental out of the environment the same monetary incentive helps to make that happen.  That was the genius behind the container deposit systems.  Deposit systems aren’t anything new…they go back to early milk, soda, and beer bottles, and I sure as heck don’t remember anyone thinking of deposits as a "tax" back then.  Deposit systems still apply today to beer kegs and five- gallon plastic water bottles.  The owners of those containers want them back to avoid the cost of having to replace them.  Of course for today’s single-use plastic containers it’s not so much the avoided replacement cost, but rather conserving the resources used in making them and, further down the line, helping to insure we don’t end up ingesting them… after they’ve disintegrated and entered the food chain.

Hopeful signs of a possible sea-change?  The Town of Concord, Massachusetts voted to prohibit the sale of single-use plastic water bottles (less than one-liter).  Then there's a recent report on the Container Recycling Institute site that one of the world’s largest beverage manufacturers, Coca-Cola, indicated it may be open to a deposit system for its plastic containers in the UK.  And, most recently, the announcement that the city of Boston has decided to join a growing list of cities in banning single-use plastic bags. 

Having this month shared my top five most memorable trash patrols (over the life of this blog), I'd like to share my favorite from 2017.  It took me out of New England (proper) and into the Empire State where the Hudson River Highlands were waiting to amaze me.  I’d read Valiant Ambition by Nathaniel Philbrick and was compelled to paddle some of the escape-by-water route Benedict Arnold took when he realized the gig was up:  “Want To Get Away?”

With my blog (in its virtual form) winding down I decided to preserve it in a more tangible form by condensing it into a “blook”, and found the process of doing so quite interesting.  I chose one of those self-publishing sites and after much trial and error ended up with something resembling a book.  It started out black and white on basic paper and ended up in color on 200 pages of photo-quality paper.  Consequently the cost went from negligible to requiring a small fortune.  It now graces the shelves where the rest of my waterway relics reside…

Many thanks and good wishes to those folks who've “followed”, read, commented on, or taken inspiration from this blog. The same also to those whom I was privileged to meet in person and in many cases paddled with over the past ten years.  Many have their own blogs which I’ll look forward to following in the future.  Hope to see you out on the water as it's my intention to continue paddling and, of course, braking for trash encountered along the way.  Happy New Year and may the water always rise to meet your paddle!

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Memorable Trash Patrol # 1

My most memorable trash patrol of the past 10 years happened on a spectacular Sunday in June 2014.  Paddling that day with friends visiting from out of town we were seeing an old seaport from perhaps its best possible vantage point...the water.  I believe we all came away from the experience believing the port could never have looked better than it did that day.  The post from that Sunday in June is here.


While I'm mentioning my all time favorite post I should also acknowledge the apparent favorite of those who've visited this blog according to Google's stats. Like my favorite, it was also a coastal paddle in the month of June.  The day was a scorcha'. A fitting post for a cold day in December is here.

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Memorable Trash Patrol # 2

When paddling a river as it approaches the open ocean, one can see how fast the opportunity for recovering plastic flotsam may be lost.  In May of 2013 I paddled to an island in the Merrimack River situated about 3.5 miles from the river's mouth.  More than any other trash patrol, this one demonstrated to me the long, slow, and steady migration plastic trash undertakes on its way to the sea.

To visit the post click here.


Thursday, December 14, 2017

Memorable Trash Patrol # 3

One thing I've learned over the past ten years is that each waterway has a story to tell about the role it played in human history.  Waterways were used in exploration, trade, and strategically in warfare...especially so in King Philip's War and the American Revolution.  Most of the stories from those conflicts are lacking in details.  However, the evacuation of Fort Ticonderoga by American forces on July 6, 1777 was an exception thanks to the notes kept by James Thacher, M.D.  Reading Thacher's notes compelled me in June 2016 to retrace their escape route.  Paddling in their wake I could imagine them taking a leisurely pace while believing the floating chain barrier behind them would delay their pursuers.  They were mistaken.
The post.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Memorable Trash Patrol # 4

Used beverage containers comprise the majority of the trash I encounter when paddling waterways.  For the most part they're unwanted by any and all.  After adopting them I do my best to see that they're recycled whenever possible.  Back in February of 2012 I encountered a rare beverage container that the manufacturer actually valued and wanted back.  It was a two post affair:
Part one.

Part two.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Memorable Trash Patrol # 5

Looking back over the past ten years and more than 1100 posts of this blog I've put together a compilation of my most memorable experiences and called it "My Trashpaddlin' Days".  Of the many encounters I've had with wildlife while trashpaddling, one in particular was my hands-down favorite.
It occurred on a quiet Sunday morning in October of 2009.  I was paddling upstream on the Assabet River in Concord, MA and had just passed beneath the Route 2 bridge near the Concord Reformatory.  Looking ahead I saw in the distance an animal so unlikely to be seen around these parts that I felt surprise and disbelief simultaneously.  As I slowly paddled closer those feelings were soon replaced with exhilaration as the encounter took on a mano a mano character.

Herewith the post:

Monday, December 4, 2017

A Festive Fairhaven

This December marks the tenth anniversary of this blog, and yesterday a small Xmas tree helped in creating a festive atmosphere, as I paddled the Sudbury River from Egg Rock up to Fairhaven Bay.

En route I paddled under a tranquil Nashawtuc Road bridge...

At Clamshell Bank some red berries seemed to be hiding amidst a sea of phragmites...

Approaching Fairhaven Bay I encountered 3 boats of fishermen...

Another 3 boats were in the bay proper along with a few kayaks...like a last fling before the bay starts icing over!

Went ashore on Brooks Island and enjoyed some hot cocoa while reflecting back on these past ten years.  I hope to share some of my favorite "trashpaddling" experiences in future December posts.


The trip's trash amounted to a small haul...
...but did include a Kmart plastic bag announcing "Life is ridiculously AWESOME".   Hmmm.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

Another Assabet Afternoon

Whereas yesterday was windy and warm, today I encountered calm and cool conditions when  launching from Lowell Road in Concord.  A rather loud pileated woodpecker patrolled the area where the Assabet and Sudbury rivers join at Egg Rock.

After checking the water level at the rock's inscription...
...I ascended the Assabet River up to Nashoba Brook and the old railroad bridge...
...currently being prepared for Bruce Freeman Rail Trail use.

Trash included a blaze orange air mattress and "Wilson"...

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

A Tempting Bargain

The bargain was plenty of gusty wind in exchange for some 55 degree plus warmth.  I accepted the deal and launched onto the Assabet River from Russell's Bridge at the Maynard/Stow town line.
Paddled against the mostly northwest wind for about 2.6 miles upriver..almost losing my hat several times.  The trip back downriver was very pleasant with the wind and sun at my back.  It seemed the cold front was passing overhead as I paddled, while the sky behind me in the west was clear.

Found one section of river that was protected from the wind (opening photo).

Other photos from the back lit downriver trip included a short foray into Elizabeth Brook...
...where I didn't ask my shoulder to push me past the beaver dam.

The waxing supermoon...

Russsell's Bridge...

A small haul of trash...

 
 

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Caution on the Concord

It was with trepidation that I paddled away from the Bedford Boat Launch on the Concord River yesterday morning.  A paddling trip earlier this month resulted in an episode of shoulder and arm issues which, previously, I'd never experienced.  Following a doctor's instructions, which included an injection of cortisone, no paddling, and some anti-inflammatory meds, I was ready to find out if doing what's always come second-nature to me (propelling my boat forward using a paddle) was still possible.

So, equipped with a Thanksgiving appreciation for just how blessed I've been and a pound or two of recently acquired girth, I had a plan: one of those heat-wraps applied to my shoulder, plenty of warm dry gear, a very short and low paddling stroke, and some post-paddle ibuprofen (aka "vitamin I").

Once on the river I soon encountered the TRYAK with its 2-member crew powering upriver against the current and southwest breeze...a good omen I hoped...

My boat and I crawled at record-slow pace along the west shore, taking a brief respite in a slough along the way...
...where skim-ice lingered beyond the heron.

Eventually, I reached my next respite and turnaround spot by this wooden structure at Saw Mill Brook...

The brook conveys the waters of Estabrook Woods and Punkatasset Hill through this small raceway...
...before tumbling into the river.

The trip back downriver was much faster and easier thanks to the aforementioned breeze...

Gathered up some stuff (looking like it didn't belong) along the way...

I thought it best to wait until this morning before pronouncing the trip a success..or not.  So far so good and, while cautiously optimistic, I've no plans for ascending any beaver dams in the immediate future.
    

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Assabet Steel



The photo above was taken on December 11, 2010 and shows a modest Assabet River haul of trash.  The chunk of steel seen in the right of the photo was recovered from the river where a bridge once carried trains on the Reformatory Branch of the Middlesex Central Railroad.  Suspecting it was a railroad-related piece I brought it home and, occasionally for the past 7 years (without much luck), tried to figure out what it was.  These photos show the 32 + lb piece after being cleaned up a bit...

The configuration with multiple holes had me stumped.


This section of the Reformatory Branch was built in 1879 and extended the Middlesex Central RR 2.5 miles further from Lowell Road in Concord, MA to the state prison (reformatory) located by today's Route 2.   From Lowell Road trains crossed the Sudbury River, passed behind Egg Rock, and crossed the Assabet en route to Reformatory Station.  Trains operated over the line until 1927 when service beyond the Sudbury River was discontinued.

An article in the Spring 1980 Boston & Maine (RR) Bulletin by Harold I. Judkins provided the author's memories of the rail line around 1900 when he lived adjacent to Reformatory Station.  Harold mentions that "twice a month a coal train with about 20 four-wheel link and pin dump cars used to run inside the prison".
Reading his account of these cars had me thinking the piece I'd found was related to these "four-wheel link and pin dump cars".  Perhaps it was part of the mechanism used in the dumping function of the cars.  Searching online produced no luck until a recent Googling of "Coal Jenneys" diverted to "Janney Coupler" which, in turn, led me to the whole issue of hundreds of railway workers being injured or maimed back in the 1800s while trying to couple rail cars together.  Prior to the advent of the Janney Coupler railroad cars were connected to each other by links and pins such as in this photo found in Illustrated History of North American Railroads...
The above photo shows the worker having to dangerously place himself between the 2 rail cars in order to perform the coupling.  The railroads were looking for a safer way to perform this task, and a fellow named Eli H. Janney came up with a better idea.  It's said he worked at a dry goods store and would spend his lunch break whittling pieces of wood.  In 1873 he obtained a patent for a device that looked like this...
...and it was adopted by the railroads in 1888.  His device allowed for railway workers to operate the coupling mechanism without placing themselves between the cars.  However, it took many years for the railroads to transition from the existing link and pin coupler to the Janney coupler, and to make things a bit easier they modified the Janney coupler so it would accommodate link and pin couplers as well as other Janney couplers.  To do this they had to cut a notch in the coupler's "knuckle" and drill holes for the link's retaining pin.  One version of the modified coupler looked like this...
The two unused holes and notch can be seen at the outward part of the coupler (known as the "knuckle").  The above photo was found on Wikipedia and shows a 1894 advertisement.  

Here's my coupler knuckle propped in the vertical position...
If connected to a link and pin car, the link would pass through the notch and then a pin would drop down through the two holes to retain it.

It's said that by about 1900 the transition was complete and they stopped making knuckles with the notch and extra holes which greatly strengthened the knuckle in the process.

When I first handled this piece I assumed it was cast iron.  I now understand that cast iron would have been too brittle and that this piece was more likely made of cast steel.  A chart of the many types of knuckles manufactured can be found on page 570 in the American Railroad Passenger Car part 2 by John H. White.  I believe mine was manufactured in Depew, NY by the Gould Coupler Co. and originally weighed 38 lbs.  I'd guess it was in the Assabet River for about 100 years.

So I guess everything found in the river has a story to tell even if it is a long time in the telling.









  

Saturday, November 11, 2017

An Island Destination

This past Thursday morning saw much colder air than recently enjoyed and delayed my getting out on the water until the sun had a chance to warm things up.  At around 11 am I launched from Sherman's Bridge in Wayland and headed down the Sudbury River towards my destination, Brooks Island in Fairhaven Bay.  For me, the day marked the start of the season where more protection from the possibility of cold-water immersion is required.

Other paddlers were encountered making their way upriver...

After winding around Weir Hill it wasn't long before Lee's Bridge was reached...

Soon thereafter the river opened into Fairhaven Bay...
...and Brooks Island was approached...
...and there I landed...

A fairly new sign now welcomes paddlers...

While on the island and enjoying the season's first hot cocoa break, I watched as Chris powered his Van Dusen-built 'Mohican' across the bay...
Seemed fitting to see the 'Mohican' plying the waters of the town where it was born.

Saw a lone coot on the return trip to Sherman's Bridge...
...the first I've seen this year.

Very little in the way of trash was encountered...
...with most of this being found onshore at launching/landing spots.




Monday, November 6, 2017

Sunday Glide to Gleasondale

It was a peaceful Sunday morning on the Assabet River in Stow yesterday with some muted fall foliage still to be seen in places.  After launching from Magazu's Landing I paddled up to Gleasondale and back.

Along the way noticed a new duck blind at a bend in the river where a previous blind got washed away...

At the confluence with Fort Meadow Brook water was falling at a good clip over the obstruction in the box culvert...

...while the brook upstream of the culvert looked serene...

Nearby a doe was concerned at my presence...
...and her companion joined her in checking things out...
Note: the zoom on my camera decided to stop working so you have to look close to see them.

Closer to Gleasondale this chewed up limb looked like some beavers had a tree-eating contest...

Other wildlife seen today were a marsh hawk, a red-tailed hawk, a bittern, mute swans, Canada geese, mallards, and a pair of bluebirds.

Thanks to a still high water level the Assabet allowed my ascent beyond the Rt. 62 bridge and me to get fairly close to the footbridge which, long ago, allowed mill workers to cross the river...

Trash gathered-up along the way...

Thursday, November 2, 2017

November Right on Cue

Yesterday afternoon once the dust had settled from October's "Big Blow", I launched into the Concord River at Lowell Road. 

The boat launch there features a new kiosk...
..with brochures on the Sudbury River (provided by OARS), and the river confluence area (provided by the Town of Concord).

Before heading downriver, I paddled up to a very November-looking Egg Rock (opening photo) and checked the water level at the inscription...
...noting it was a good foot higher than it was just last Saturday.

The rapid rise of the river had caught some folks by surprise as this "ghost yak"...
...and outboard gasoline tank tethered to a wood pallet attest...


The afternoon's light fit well with the season at the Old Manse Boathouse...
...and approaching Great Meadows...

A fair amount of floating Styrofoam and plastic containers was gathered up along the way...