P.C. and I walked up past the Charles in Waltham on Tuesday, enjoying the awesome post-deluge weather that hit during the weekend and ended on Monday night with some kind of weird hail. As we often do, we took the "river walk" that runs along the river toward Moody Street, which is one of the two streets with stuff on it in Waltham.
We were greeted by two kids on bikes riding in the opposite direction, advising us not to continue. When we continued anyway, we ended up walking on the grass between the flooded river path and the also-flooded parking lot on the other side -- until we reached the gate between path and parking, which dipped lower and had several inches of water over it, and between us and the other side of the grass median.
We turned around and approached Moody Street from another direction, and when we got to the dam, there were gawkers staring into the water. Like any good rubberneckers, we went to see what it was about: the river hadn't overflowed up onto the street, but the overflow basin had overflowed into what appeared to be the yard of a former mill; the wooden bridge now connected to a small island on the mill-side of the river, which explained why it was all cones and "caution" tape on the dry side.
There were Caterpillars and sand bags, police and a news van. It was fun to see -- or at least more fun than the fried water heater and furnace in my apartment basement that left the house without heat or hot water for two days.
Having to wash your hair in a bucket seems more justified when you're staring at an overflowing dam, is all I'm saying.
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