Last Sunday I took a joy ride on The Monongahela Monitor downriver to the Greer fleet, which is just below the power plant on Beechurst Avenue.
I noticed a motor boat along the west bank across from Deckers Creek with a man, woman and two children. The kids and dad were fishing, quietly sharing some quality time in the shade of the big sycamores and paw-paw trees. I also saw a guy in a kayak fishing. That's something that takes some coordination, I believe. Regardless: it was good to see.
I have often thought of the Mon River at Morgantown as our Cheat Late. People are so into recreation on Cheat Lake, but for those of us who live in Morgantown, well, the river's a lot closer. And now, with our no wake zone from just below the Westover bridge to the lock and dam, it's a lot more peaceful.
An example, pretty good sized cruiser passed me while I was at the Greer fleet at a pretty good clip. He had a jet-ski zooming along behind him. So, I was curious about what would happen when he went around the bend and encountered the no wake buoy.
It was perfect. The jet ski did a couple of doughnuts and they both came about and headed back down the river. Now, just imagine if that buoy and no wake zone were not there. The guy fishing in the kayak and the family fishing along the west bank would have been pounded by the wake of the cruiser and jet ski. I think everyone was well served by our new no wake zone.
Oh, I also watched a heron. These birds seem to pose for me: I came up to one along the west bank across from Ruby McQuain Park and watched it spread its great wings and fly to a branch further upriver. Then, it posed, its long neck and legs, dagger-like beak and top crest, gray and back-lit against the green trees. Then, it flew off again, posing in the air, swooping just above the water, reflecting in the river, to another branch, where, of course, it posed again as my boat overtook it. Herons along the Mon River do this; flying as you approach, then posing, then flying, posing, flying, as your boat get closer again and again.
The folks in fast boats, bouncing everyone around as they pass, don't get to see this. Too bad, I guess.
Hey, maybe I'll see you down at the river!