As the leaves turn from orange to brown and fall to the ground, SCA Massachusetts AmeriCorps welcomes another year of corps members—October 2015 will be our 19th year. Eighteen ten-month members arrive in Kenneth Dubuque State Forest by buses, trains, planes and cars on a quiet Sunday from around the country. Many do not fully know what they are getting into, but we are excited to welcome them to “Kenny D,” as we lovingly call our home they range in age from...Read more
This July, eight anxious, nervous, and excited high school students arrived here at Cape Cod National Seashore. They, along with their two crew leaders, were selected to be part of an SCA National Crew – and they were lucky enough to spend their time and energy here at the beautiful Seashore! This park is special not only because it preserves the shoreline here for the “enjoyment of the people” (as JFK said), but also because it has an immense amount of history to be shared. From the Native Americans to the Pilgrims, from Thoreau to today’s vacationers coming from all over the country,...Read more
Hitch 7 is tough. Us corps members are tired out from a long few months of trail work. The heat and humidity at the end of July is oppressive. Bugs are stinging, ticks are embedding, poison ivy is thriving. We can’t help but think about the future; it’s tough to remain present. We are coming to terms with the fact that our program is ending sooner than we’d all like to admit. Change is imminent, impending, impossible to forget about… and yet, integral. We define our world by the passing of time, and change, though daunting at times, is not a bad thing....Read more
There are many new things I’ve learned while working with the SCA, from how to chop wood to what a lap joint is and the alarmingly massive amount of Cheez-it’s hungry people can consume. Not only have I gained these new skills (except for my impressive cheez-it consumption- that’s always been pretty good) but SCA has afforded us the opportunity to gain them in beautiful places. I’ve explored more of Massachusetts than I would be able to if I had any other job. This awesome job perk became especially clear this past hitch when my crew and I had the good fortune to...Read more
When we go out on hitch we have the awesome opportunity of meeting and working with so many different people ranging from individuals that frequent the park to the park staff itself. And for my past hitch my crew and I had the pleasure of working with Geoffery Wood. Geoff is a seasoned DCR employee with many years of hard work put into Belle Isle Marsh Reservation (the site where the hitch was located). He is also a man whose work ethic and speed is rivaled by none other. Especially when one takes in account the fact that at the end of the this month he is retiring. The fact that he making...Read more
Our hitch was a good one. It was filled with long work filled days, with miles of walking on trails not meant for a walking person. On average we managed about 10 miles a day on trails made for dirt bikes. Well trails not even made for dirt bikes, as these trails are illegal. Well “were” illegal. We closed every one we could lay a foot on. Even with these days filled with hiking up and down trails designed to take the most diﬃcult route possible, my crew was all smiles. We were on trails not often frequented by the illegal dirt bikers who created them, much less any hikers who might...Read more
The water supply region of Massachusetts is home to a beautiful array of public lands, including the Quabbin Reservoir and the Ware River Watershed. The Ware River Watershed (one of the few unfiltered and open-to-the-public water supplies in the country), where we served on our first 10-day hitch, feeds into the Quabbin, which in turn supplies water to Boston. We worked along the Massachusetts Central Rail Trail, a wide gravel trail used often by walkers, joggers, bikers, and on occasion, horses. Unfortunately, a number of unauthorized trails have sprouted up over the years. Our task was...Read more
Sometimes your fondest memories are the big accomplishments, like closing off an illegal trail head with an excessively large tree; or finally getting down that darn tree that was hung up all afternoon with the help of the Freetown Fire Department. And yes, these two moments were very significant, especially in our goal to shut down miles of illegal motorcycle trail. But for me, it was the minor accomplishment of creating possibly my favorite ice...Read more
The forearm. An often forgotten muscle group, forever in the shadow of the impressive bicep. When working on trails in forests and public lands, you begin to ﬂex and tear muscles you never knew you had, including your forearm. What develops in this area is called the Trail Forearm, specifically referring to the engorged lump on the exterior of your arm that develops after extensive use of the wrist. The road to developing such a muscle in the field is perilous and long.
Heading out into the field, you carry loppers and a handsaw. Your project could be trying to clear a...Read more
On our hitch there was one fateful day. Right in the middle of our 10 day hitch of building rock steps on Mt Watatic there was a catastrophe. A dreadful, terrible, tragedy had bestowed the crew. Our camping stove had started to spit fire and act up in all sorts of ways. This itself wasn’t the worst thing to befall our crew. Without the stove we were still able cook the night’s meal over a fire. The real dilemma was that our stove was unusable Saturday morning meaning no hot water, which meant no coffee. And that meant one sleepy crew.
I tried to deliver...Read more