I haven’t really pushed myself very much since my blood clot issue, but I’ve been cleared for strenuous exercise so I decided to walk Gate 15 at the Quabbin. I’ve never walked all the way to the water…I’m easily distracted by all the cascades along Atherton Brook. So yesterday I decided to go all the way to the reservoir, full pack and tripod, and see how I did. It was a very nice hike in with lots of distractions that I saved for the way back out which is mostly uphill.
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The water was covered with fog. The echoes of Loons were the music for the calm, peaceful morning and it was a pleasure to just enjoy the solitude.
I had saved the spot where Atherton Brook passes under the road which is about half-way in the trail. There is the ruin of an old hand-made rock dam. I don’t know the history, neither book I look to for information mentions any details, but I would guess there must have been some sort of mill using the dam for power. Just a small bit of the rock dam shows in the upper area of this shot.
Just before reaching the top is an old road filled with Bluets. When walking the Quabbin, it is very easy to get lost in the surroundings, enjoying the quiet, the birds, the wildflowers and all the wonderful cascades. What one loses sight of is that, at one time, this was a neighborhood with homes and small businesses that were dissolved for the needs of Boston to have more clean water for the growing population…..something that came to mind as I saw the news reports about the opening of the flood control gates along the Mississippi. The losses of the few for the greater good of the many.
The Gate 15 trail ends where this old road disappears into the reservoir The island in the first image is most likely a bulldozer left-over from the construction that has provided a spot for trees and other plants to grow.