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the river rose, it also washed away the downstream end of the berm as the creek sought its former channel.
As Mr. McGrail talked, a flatbed truck left the property with a load of trees. Piled high on the trailer, the timber gouged several overhanging branches as the truck labored through the muck, splashing mud and water on both sides. It crept along at a snail’s pace, taking nearly five minutes to negotiate the 100foot stretch of road, the diesel engine growling in low gear as it pulled its heavy load through the clinging muck.
In its wake, the truck left muddy puddles which quickly drained, and brown water laden with silt flowed downstream, turning crystal-clear pools into settling ponds for the displaced dirt.
Mr. McGrail pointed out the obvious; the silt which was deposited downstream was unnatural and therefore did not belong in the river. “People will say, ‘Hey, McGrail, you’re crying wolf. It’s a little stinky stream and who cares.’ It doesn’t make any difference. I’ve protected it on my property for 20 years — the state legislature wanted it protected when they passed scenic river legislation. I don’t care if it’s a bucket of dirt, a gallon of dirt or this entire berm washing downstream. It does not belong in that creek.
“And,” Mr. McGrail added, “it; would not have been there if this man hadn’t tampered with it.”
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