Views of Dummerston - 2021#4 - Fall

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Art by Gary Blomgren

Volume 31 Issue 4

Fall ~ 2021

Free • Since 1990

It Hit Us Harder Than Irene

The Salmon Brook is returning to its normal size, though still showing some power, after it washed out the bank just above the bridge on the East-West Road just past the junction with Schoolhouse Road.

“We know the valley streams that when aroused Will leave their tatters hung on barb and thorn.” Directive

Robert Frost

The culvert remains in place, but most of the road is gone, where the Canoe Brook passes under Greenhoe Road, just north of the intersection with Canoe Brook Road.

photo by Sarah Bergh

The Day Brook originates up on the eastern flank of Spaulding Hill, then flows down across the top of Hague Road, passes just east of the intersection of Day and Green Mountain Camp Roads, is joined just above the bridge under the East West Road by the stream which gathers water along the entire west side of the East West Road, then flows by our house before going under the Quarry Road and out to the West River. It’s a fair-sized bowl of land that drains into the Day and East-West Road brooks. Twice in the nearly forty years we have lived here next to the brook, before the fourfoot diameter culvert pipe under Quarry Road was replaced by the new culvert, there were storms that overwhelmed that pipe, resulting in swirling pools of water which spilled across and washed out the end of our driveway. Interestingly, tropical storm Irene formed a similar pool which came to the level of our driveway, but didn’t spill over. The Day Brook comes within less than ten yards of our house, which sits about five yards above the normal level of the brook. When the brook gets roaring, there is always the concern that it might erode the bank and undermine the house. But I assure my wife Linda that the combination of big rocks and tree roots knit into the bank, along with the wide flood plain on the other side of the brook, keep us safe. During the evening of July 29th Linda and I observed that we seemed to be getting a lot of rain that day, on top of all the rain we had gotten in the previous few days. Then at about nine o’clock, I noticed an unfamiliar noise coming from outside, a deep, heavy clunking sound. We decided we should investigate. Bearing flashlights and clad in our rain jackets, we walked out the front door and were astonished to see continued on page 14

photo by jared clark

By Roger Turner


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