For all the years I’ve been prowling the Neponset, there is plenty I haven’t seen, particularly in the upper watershed. Here’s the river skirting an old linoleum factory upstream of Morse St. in Norwood:
This is about as beat-up and uninviting as the river gets. Here’s the same reach just a bit downstream:
If you consider that a river, like a person, can be abused, then this is a crime scene of sorts, except that the crime happened long ago, and everyone has forgotten about it. Here’s Kerry, our Advocacy Director, at a siding just up the hill, where trains no longer stop:
The only thing moving, in fact, was the river, and the water looked surprisingly clean, as if it had just come off of Moose Hill:
But the nastiness wasn’t quite done with; here’s a rivulet of gray stuff I found seeping into the channel:
It was coming from this suspicious culvert just up the bank:
The size of the scour pit indicates it sometimes flows a lot stronger.
I wanted to go further, but the factory was closing in on me:
I didn’t feel comfortable following the channel through here:
So I walked around the building, and saw this:
Believe it or not, this is a picture of the river: I believe it’s enclosed by the white guardrails on the left and flows right to left under the road, as you might guess from this view through the gate:
But I’d had enough ugly for one day, and I left.
April 2018 — Tom Palmer, Willett Pond Manager