Following a week of tumultuous news, I sought refuge from it all by getting out on the Charles River yesterday. Launched at South Street in Needham and headed upriver intending to explore some of the river above Chestnut Street which I'd yet to experience.
Along the way I encountered this fellow who was staying close to the safety of his burrow...
He did inch-out a bit perhaps to hear the latest developments...
This mink was busy both in and out of the water...
Made it up to about a half mile below Cochrane Dam where things got shallow and rocky. My ride back down to South Street was a swift one.
The section of the Charles paddled yesterday was relatively free of trash and I might have been skunked if not for this "party" bag full of empty beer cans and Solo cups...
...and this once "happy" Mylar balloon...
...resulting in this haul...
Who drinks canned beer from Solo cups?
As to recent developments, I confess to dreading that we're inching closer and closer to something that I sense won't be good.
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