As I quickly brush in the lowering clouds, a Great Blue Heron glides and strokes in to the marsh south of the road, announcing its arrival with modest croaks - then flaps off again with grotesque protests when it sees Fred poking about in its fishing spot. A Belted Kingfisher rattles by in the dusk, and then a few notes sound from an unseen Canada Goose break the silence as the guardrail near the bridge pops as it loses the heat of the day. Soon Fred brings me a long green blade of something that smells enchantingly sweet as he folds and crushes it - Sweet Rush, Acorus calamus. What a romantic spot, to have both these special plants as well as a dramatic sunset!
So the flat pale green of my scene is Wild Rice, Zizania, in bloom with its tasslely yellow and pinkish stamens. Upstream it is variegated by curving bands of darker green Sweet Rush - the two most romantic wetland graminoids are dancing together along the creek as if planning to be painted.
The covered bridge bridge dates from 1912 and has been subsequently carefully re-enforced. It is supported by the sandstone slabs we've seen so much of around here, and the exposed stretches of this under the span is crowded by empty mussel shells - mostly Elliptio complanata (Eastern Elliptio) and Lampsilis radiata (Eastern Lamp-Mussel) and perhaps some other species that remain to be sorted out. Fred is specially looking for Strophitus undulatus, the Squawfoot or Creeper, one of his favorite species. It has been ambiguously reported from this general area, but is not otherwise known in New Brunswick. Only a close inspection of every specimen will assure us that it's not here. These shells probably originate in a combination of "predator shell pile" and material drifted in by the river current. Many are tucked in among along the horizonal beams that are the footings of the bridge. Our drift sample from here includes Catfish bones that are probably the leaving of fishing birds.
The proposed Energy East Pipeline river crossing is 4 kilometres northeast of here.