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Springtime high water brings out the play boats.
Springtime high water brings out the play boats.
A tranquil pool downstream from the pounding waters of Great Falls.
A tranquil pool downstream from the pounding waters of Great Falls.
It takes strength and finesse to get your jon boat out of the water and back on your trailer.
It takes strength and finesse to get your jon boat out of the water and back on your trailer.
Stonefly nymphs and other bottom dwelling macroinvertebrates occupy as critical place in the Potomac River food web.
Stonefly nymphs and other bottom dwelling macroinvertebrates occupy as critical place in the Potomac River food web.
A pair of asters on a rocky outcrop.
A pair of asters on a rocky outcrop.
A sunset at Pennyfield Lock turns into an fiery torch with the help of the photo editor's rotate right button.
A sunset at Pennyfield Lock turns into an fiery torch with the help of the photo editor’s rotate right button.
An errant golf ball garnished by sprigs of knotweed nestles in a Potomac River pothole.
An errant golf ball garnished by sprigs of knotweed nestles in a Potomac River pothole.
River deity? Potomac trash art? Or good 'ol boys with too much time on their hands? The doll doesn't say.
River deity? Potomac trash art? Or good ‘ol boys with too much time on their hands? The doll doesn’t say.
Ancient Indian rock art of the serpent deity, remarkably well preserved. Just kidding. It's bird poop.
Ancient Indian rock art of the serpent deity, remarkably well preserved. Just kidding. It’s bird poop.
A cathedral of concrete supports the Washington, D.C., Beltway over Potomac directly upstream from Plummer's Island.
A cathedral of concrete supports the Washington, D.C., Beltway over Potomac directly upstream from Plummer’s Island.
A piece of Potomac trash art slithers over a moss-covered log.
A piece of Potomac trash art slithers over a moss-covered log.
Icon of the Potomac, the feisty smallmouth bass was originally introduced from the Ohio Valley.
Icon of the Potomac, the feisty smallmouth bass was originally introduced from the Ohio Valley.
An oriole found its final resting place on a Potomac River sandbar.
An oriole found its final resting place on a Potomac River sandbar.
A face mask opens up a new world of fish and other members of the Potomac River underworld.
A face mask opens up a new world of fish and other members of the Potomac River underworld.
Motorists on the I-495 Beltway river crossing have no idea that spray can artists have been hard at work on the concrete bridge supports below.
Motorists on the I-495 Beltway river crossing have no idea that spray can artists have been hard at work on the concrete bridge supports below.
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  • A compass and the distant crack of a rifle
  • Clues that go nowhere and beyond
  • Is the Potomac back?
  • Fishing in the age of pandemics
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  • What is this rock trying to say?
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  • Poop bags of the Potomac: Part II
Recent Posts: Patowmack the trickster

A compass and the distant crack of a rifle

It was early summer when I returned to the Potomac River bluff where I had found the rock with the carved cross. I removed the piece of rotting tree limb I had placed over it on my last visit and brushed away the fallen leaves. As the image came to view I thought how it […]

Clues that go nowhere and beyond

A good friend of mine prepared for a visit to his doctor by compiling a thorough documentation of his medical history.  His doctor took one look at the spread sheets and the columns of numbers, and said something to the effect of, “I’m not interested in data.” My friend—a doctor himself— was shocked. For him, […]

Is the Potomac back?

“So, what’s new?” I ask the question each spring on my first visit to the Potomac. Maybe a massive silver maple has fallen after many years of leaning farther and farther over the water. Or perhaps the head of an island disappeared, replaced by mountain of logs and smashed docks. Or the river might reveal […]

Fishing in the age of pandemics

During all of last year, I caught maybe four fish on the Potomac River. I would launch my boat in the creek at Pennyfield Lock and paddle through a stone-lined tunnel that runs under the C&O Canal. Nearing the creek’s mouth I would pull myself through the branches of a recently fallen tree, and choose: […]

A humble rock’s cryptic message (part II)

I frequently visit a particular bluff overlooking the Potomac River where a year ago I found a mysterious cross chiseled into a rock (see part I). I go there looking for clues—bits of metal, stone, pottery, anything odd or out of place—that might help to explain who made the cross, what it signifies, and why […]

What is this rock trying to say?

I scarcely noticed the rock lying there, flat on its side, under a blanket of rain-soaked leaves. It was so humble, so unobtrusive, especially in a landscape of truly serious rocks, of cliffs plunging into the Potomac River and stone slabs rising like altars from the forest floor. Yet there was something about this seemingly […]

Poop bag insights from the land of bagpipes

In an earlier post I wondered at the curious way many dog walkers deal with their poop bags and what it reveals about how they think and what they believe. Not surprisingly, the reaction has been mixed. “Seriously. You’re interested in poop bags?” So I was happy to come across the works of two leading […]

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