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About banksofthebasin

Brett grew up in South Jersey, moved to the coast of Maine to study human ecology, and then spent a year traveling on rivers around the world—from the frozen arctic to the mangroves of south Asia. Before setting out on Banks of the Basin he baked bread in Pittsburgh and kayaked the beautiful rivers of central Appalachia.

coastlines.

today, gulf of maine. Bouncing down the wooded gravel lane I steer around an expanding brown puddle. Around the bend the greenhouses and chickens come into view. Parked, with the engine off, rain drops beat on the roof and cover … Continue reading

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in need of salt.

No matter what I say, All that I really love Is the rain that flattens on the bay, And the eel-grass in the cove; The jingle-shells that lie and bleach At the tide-line, and the trace Of higher tides along … Continue reading

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world water day 2012.

“Its substance reaches everywhere; it touches the past and prepares the future; it moves under the poles and wanders thinly in the heights of air. It can assume forms of exquisite perfection in a snowflake, or strip the living to … Continue reading

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So we.

First was the heat.  Thick.  Heavy.  All day it hung over the city.  But it is the dry season here.  So we took the heat. Then, a rolling of thunder and a distant flash of light.  But it is the … Continue reading

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give us the wind and water.

The evening has been hazy. What could be smoke is laying out across the rice fields as the sun and moon swap out their earth lighting responsibilities. There are still lots of cows moving around somewhere to the east by … Continue reading

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Discovered Dance.

Coming back from Indonesia—the restaurant with tasty squid, chilies, and cold beer, not the country—I usually pedal down a long dark street between the Royal Palace and elegant national museum. Aside from the few strolling tourists and dozing street families … Continue reading

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At the end of a year.

The mid day sun, alone in the sky for most of the morning, is slowly being overtaken by the broken white clouds of a mackerel sky. The tide is way out and though there has been some rain the creek … Continue reading

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The river kept going.

Before I left Maine this summer I picked up a collection of poetry by Don West titled O Mountaineers!  In it I found this tribute to the river and those men and women who live, work, hunt, fish, love, breath, … Continue reading

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Welcome to New Orleans.

One last long windy day.  Now we wait for a lift into the bayou for some welcomed rest.   Thank y’all and the river for a safe journey.

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College Point. Mile 155.

The oranges and yellows of sunset are giving way to the purple sky that precedes the stars.  Our fire crackles to life.  Though the days have been much warmer the mercury drops when the sun goes down.   From our … Continue reading

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