Showing posts with label St. Charles MO. Show all posts
Showing posts with label St. Charles MO. Show all posts

May 23, 2013

Mission: A Clean Missouri River in St. Charles

Mission: Clean Stream Missouri River Clean-up
St. Charles, MO - Bishop's Landing at the Lewis and Clark BoatHouse and Nature Center.
April 6, 2013
text by Steve Schnarr, photos by Patty Farrar, Francis Baum and Melanie Cheney


 Arriving in town
When we drove into St. Charles on Thursday to get ready for Saturday’s cleanup our first stop was the Lewis and Clark BoatHouse and Nature Center, perched above the river at the mouth of Blanchette Creek. We dropped off boats and split up. Jeff Barrow headed to Columbia Bottom Conservation Area to pick up a boat and trailer we had stashed there and Melanie Cheney and I headed straight to University City to a gallery talk at the Regional Art Commission space on Delmar.

It had been a tough day already – getting everything ready to hit the road in the morning, dealing with a broke down truck, shifting plans around, getting on the road then hitting I-70 coming into rush hour. But when we walked to the front door of the gallery, there were two massive wooden wall panels done by our friend Michael Bauermeister (whose studio we’d be camping at for a week just a couple weeks later), relief carvings in basswood of a forest scene. We’d been asking for a good omen and we got one. 

Michele Ryker-Owens had invited us to be part of a panel discussion about the intersection of art and social activism. We denied being social activists but were honored and excited to be part of the discussion. The group was a class of Wash U. art students and a diverse bunch of locals interested in the art and conversation.  The setting was a group of chairs in the middle of the exhibit put together by Michele and Ron Fondaw. The exhibit was called “Shifting Ground”. There was a collection of vintage globes slightly misaligned with plumb bobs dangling from above, a pool swirling with driftwood, a moss mosaic of the Mississippi watershed and a collection of sculptures you had to walk across a bed of broken ceramics and peer through a distorted window to view. 

But mostly fantastic conversation inspired by art and action. An awesome beginning to a weekend of work on the Missouri. 

Taking over the BoatHouse Beach
The Flying Nun kitchen tent. photo by Patty Farrar
We woke up to fresh coffee and jazz radio on the beach. Our friend Craig had moved in overnight and started a fire. Other friends showed up and soon the Flying Nun kitchen tent was up on the beach between the Lewis and Clark BoatHouse and the river. We call it the front yard. They call it the back yard. After lunch we were ready to scout the river. 

As always, we found some great sites for volunteers to clean up. Every year some sites get further from the river as the deep trash gets cleaned up, but others always need some work.

We had two friends join us that were about to leave on big journeys. Some bigger than others. Janet Moreland was about to head up to Montana to seek out the source of the Missouri River and follow it to its confluence with the Mississippi. She is going to ski, then bike, then paddle from Brower’s Spring to the Confluence. Her expedition is called Love Your Big Muddy, and you can follow it on her website or, with more frequent updates, on Facebook.

Jeanie Kuntz is going to be part of Janet’s ground crew, along with Janet’s daughter Haley, for the first section by land. But such a gift for the start of Janet’s journey. 

Janet Moreland is on an expedition to be the first solo female paddler to travel the Missouri River source from its source to the Confluence with the Mississippi River. photo by Norman Miller.
Just a few days before they were leaving, both of them came to the St. Charles clean-up. And Jeanie came with food, a plan, and knowledge of how to whip that River Relief kitchen into shape.
We feasted and figured out our plan for the morning around a campfire by the river. 

Tartan Fest and the Missouri River Clean-up
With coffee and hot breakfast over a sunrise campfire, the River Relief crew geared itself up and then set up the event before 8:30. Debris and rocks around the ramp were cleared off, tools set out, banners strung, lifejackets at the ready, trash bags ganged up in bags of a dozen, pop-up tents popped and maps hung. It was all done to a bagpipe soundtrack delivered by and incredible bagpipe band that was part of the Tartan Festival going on next door.

Our clean-up on the Missouri River was one site of many across St. Charles County in an event called "Mission: Clean Stream" hosted by the Greenway Network. The Greenway Network is a volunteer stream advocacy and restoration organization that is celebrating its 20th Anniversary this year!

Registration was a dual system. At the front of the line our volunteers would choose “1 if by Land” or “2 if by sea”. 1’s to the left, 2’s to the right. St. Charles Public Works dispatched the land crews. We stuck the “by sea” crews in lifejackets then boats and put them on the river. 

The system went flawlessly, and 150 volunteers hit the river. Some were cleaning up places that had been cleaned for many years but kept accumulating trash. Especially by parking lots, roads, trails and under bridges. A few of those folks almost seemed disappointed they didn’t find more trash. I have the same problem. It’s a sickness. But it’s also success. 

Some other crews tackled sites that obviously hadn’t been cleaned up before. More difficult to get to places along the river where flood debris had accumulated or dumps that had not yet been cleared out. Nate and Janene, a couple co-workers at the Biomerieux labs nearby, led a big clean-up site that still has more work to do. A bunch of folks that have come to many of these Missouri River clean-ups came to help out and we had a lot of new people. Whole families with three kids and one mom who just felt like this was the best thing she could do with her day. 

Army Corps Riverlands Crew. photo by Patty Farrar
We had a great crew of boat drivers. Danny Brown, a fisheries biologist for the Mo. Dept. of Conservation as well as a world-class wildlife photographer (browse and shop his website here), is a cleanup pro. He knows how to use this opportunity to teach the volunteers about this river and his work on it. And he efficiently got three groups of volunteers out on the river and back again. He was joined with Danny Patterson, an employee at Columbia Bottom Conservation Area, on his first river cleanup trip with us. And we also had the pleasure of tapping into Ben Greeling and Chris Garcia of the US Army Corps of Engineers Riverlands Migratory Bird Sanctuary who have been a national model of public engagement for the Corps. And our River Relief pros, Racin' Dave Stevens, John Brady, Indi Frank and Anthony Pettit rounded out the fleet.

Shane Jordan is a veteran river cleaner and a great liaison between us and local Walmart stores that provide funding and help organize volunteers. He came after the boats had gone out. Rather than wait for the next boat, he just grabbed a few trash bags and scoured the banks headed upstream. One of the treasures he found was not easy to get back. A massive scale model of the Ameristar Casino was found not far downstream of the casino. There’s really only a few ways it could’ve got there. I would imagine some kind of ceremony at the opening of the casino where the model was tossed from the side of the building. Or someone was cleaning up inside and figured…what the heck am I gonna do with this?

Shane Jordan shows off his "Best Darned Find of the Day". photo by Francis Baum.
Yet somewhere else on the river that day, a group of Ameristar employees were cleaning up the river they work next to everyday (in fact they were the last group of volunteers to get back from the river).
After a chilly and blustery morning, the winds really picked up during lunch, but we still had a great trash contest before hauling all the junk back in the afternoon. 

Patty Farrar shows off some of the treasures in the "Git That Garbage" Trash Contest. photo by Dave Ellsbury.
 We had some great new folks hop on for the trash haul allowing us to have three boats out there picking up trash. Carl and Chris from St. Charles Public Works were a team working the back hoe all afternoon on the ramp, hauling all the trash up the ramp to the dumpsters that had been donated by Republic Services. We quickly filled our hauling trailer with tires, and we hauled that first load to the Wentzville GM plant where all the tires from Mission: Clean Stream were being staged. Bridgestone/Firestone would be disposing of all of them. The River Relief crew was so efficient we wrapped everything up by 3:30. Amazing!

Unloading trash in a sandstorm. photo by Melanie Cheney
Trailhead Brewery put together a fantastic donated dinner for our crew. As the wind finally started calming down, we relaxed around a fire overlooking the Missouri River on the beautiful boathouse beach.



April 6, 2013

St. Charles Trash Tally 2013

Mission: Clean Stream - 
St. Charles Missouri River Clean-up
Bishop's Landing - Lewis and Clark BoatHouse 
and Nature Center
April 6, 2013 - St. Charles, MO


Total Volunteers: 150
MRR Crew:  24
Boats: 7 (4 MRR, 2 MDC, 1 ACOE)
River Miles: 6  (mm 26.5 – 32.5)
River Level: 13 ft on St. Charles Gage
Tires: 108 (an estimated 2 tons)
Landfill Tonnage:  1.8 tons
Scrap Metal:  an estimated .3 tons (stolen from bin before it could be officially weighed)

Total Tonnage:  4.1 Tons!!!

Groups & Agencies Involved: 
The Missouri River Relief Crew, MO Dept. of Conservation, U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, ALF Campers, Commons Lane Elementary School - Stream Steam #3362, St. Phillips Church, Project HEART – Willows Way, Walmart - Store #1265, Sierra Club, Missouri American Water, Cub Scout Pack 971, Clean Stream Crusaders, Starbucks, Evrest,

Names of River Teams: 
River Raiders, Nothings, Lego Otters, River Otters, Friends, ALF, Willows, Operation Irony, Team Melissa, Smooth Operators, Team Green Stream Clean, Cardinals, The Ball Team, River Savers

Trash Tally!
a partial list of items recovered from the Missouri River
 reported by Ruthie Moccia


144 Bags of Trash
71 Tires on rims
30 Tires without rims
2 tractor-trailer Tires on rims
1 very tiny trailer Tire on rim
4 Inner Tubes
6 Chunks O’ Styrofoam
3 squares of green Astro-Turf
2 Styrofoam Coolers
1 – 5-gal. Metal Water Jug
1 Plastic Tub full of Plastic Mesh
1 – 10-gal. Plastic Bucket
8 – 5-gal. Plastic Buckets
2 – 55-gal. Metal Drums
6 - 55-gal. Plastic Barrels
1 Garbage Can
25’ of Plastic Corrugated Pipe
1 Plastic Pallet
1 Plastic Hose
1 Plastic Grate
6 Chunks O Plastic
2 Plastic Gas Cans
1 Aluminum Panel
27 Chunks of Rusted Metal
37’ of  coiled Metal Cable
2 Metal Gas Cans
2 Metal Gas Tanks
1 Metal Oil Drum
32 concrete Construction Pins
15’ of Iron Pipe
9’ of Rebar
1 auto Exhaust Pipe
1 sheet of Fiberglass
4’ of PVC Pipe
7’ of orange Plastic Tubing
1 orange Construction Cone
2 green Plastic Lawn Chairs
1 rusted Folding Chair
1 round Plastic End Table
1 Fringed Blanket
2 Quilts
1 - 4x8 sheet of Fiberglass
2 Fishing Poles
Best Darn Find of the Day. Scale model of casino. Found on riverbank next to casino
1 Fishing Lure
1 Fishing line Weight
1 Backpack
1 MO license plate
1 mile marker 8 Highway Sign on post


Trash Contest Entries!!!!
These were entered by volunteers in the "Git That Garbage Trash Contest". Winners are in bold.

Best Darned Find of the Day
1 Ameristar Casino Scale Replica

1 Message in a Bottle - “We’re drowning…with love. Liz & Kevin, Future Alcoholics of the Midwest, 2007”

Weirdest Trash
1 toy Toilet
1 Baby Doll Head
1 Baby Doll Arm

Biggest Trash
1 Power Brake Booster
1 Camper Shell
1 200-gal. Metal Drum
1 Green Buoy
25 ft. of plastic Drainage Pipe

Most Fashionable
1 Leather Sandal

1 Tennis Shoe

Most Artistic
1 wooden Dice Sign (#5)
1 large actual Dice
1 melted Glass Bottle
1 artificial Hibiscus Flower (faded)
1 Skateboard
1 purple Bubble Wand (which blew beautiful bubbles still)

Oldest Trash
1 empty can of Busch (pull-top)
2 Glass Bottles
1 old Baseball
1 Medicine Bottle

Most Useful
1 plastic Red Shovel
1 Arrow
1 Baseball Helmet
3 Balls
1 full Can of Beer
1 Oil Drainpan
1 Fishing Lure
1 Philips head Screw Driver
1 Fishing Weight
1 Toy Horse Cart
1 flammable Class 3 Window Placard #1993

Best Animal Finds
1 signed Tony the Tiger Baseball
1 map turtle Shell
1 box turtle Shell

1 Deer Antler
1 Jaw Bone



June 7, 2012

A Soggy Saturday in St. Charles

 Mission: Clean Stream - Missouri River Clean-up Site
Bishop's Landing at the Lewis & Clark Boathouse
April 14-16, 2012
text by Steve Schnarr, photos by Brian Waldrop & Steve Schnarr
For our full results page with lots of links and info, go to: 
 
Mission: Clean Stream is one of the biggest single-day stream clean-ups in the state. Which is saying a lot considering there are over 4,000 Stream Teams in the state. The clean-up is hosted by the Greenway Network and organized by over 20 different municipalities, stream teams and other groups.

Mission: Clean Stream St. Charles Clean-up 4-14-12
For the first time, we turned our St. Charles clean-up into one of the sites at Mission: Clean Stream. So we decided to set up camp at the Lewis and Clark Boathouse and make a long clean-up weekend out of it. In addition to the Saturday Clean Stream clean-up, we decided to make another run on Sunday, then work with a group of REI employees on Monday afternoon.

10 people and 2 hours fills a boat.
This time we were lucky – we had the pros volunteering for us the whole weekend. Daniel and Jodi, part of our crew last fall, were both free for the whole shebang. We wouldn’t have Melanie on board, so that was a huge help. So we decided to head up Thursday evening, strike a quick camp and get ready for set up on Friday morning.

Friday morning we began to set up our kitchen, the Flying Nun tent. The wind was picking up and a quick glance at the radar revealed we only had a few minutes before the storm was going to arrive. Just as we were ready to string up the ropes and could use another hand, Jeff Barrow arrived from a meeting. We tightened it all up, then the pouring rain began. It continued through lunch and just began to slacken as we started the scout. But unfortunately it didn’t stop. That evening was the first in a string of soggy nights.

We were able to get a lot of morning chores done in between windows of rain, but pretty soon the rain set in, just as the first cleanup volunteers began to arrive.

Now River Relief has a “rain or shine” policy in general. Of course, if there’s lightning, then everything has to come to a stop. But if we cancelled a clean-up every time someone said it might rain, or because it was raining, we’d never get as much done. The volunteers who show up in the rain are always the most amazing people and just want to get out there and do it. We stress that everyone takes their time. Slippery boats and banks are real, but we can do this safely if we’re steady and smart.

Mission: Clean Stream St. Charles Clean-up 4-14-12
As the morning progressed, all of our partner boat drivers had to cancel. Which was the smart thing to do. We had less volunteers than we anticipated and to haul a boat through a storm to just wait and see what happened wasn’t a smart use of their time. But we were there already.

So we hunkered down for a bit then came up with a plan. The radar showed this wave of storms was passing through. As soon as the lightning had quit for a safe amount of time, volunteers broke into groups and scoured the forest and stream next to the parking lot. As soon as we could safely move our boats into position, everyone could filter down the ramp and hop aboard to hit a river site.

It turned out we had around half of the volunteers we’d anticipated. Every other Mission: Clean Stream site cancelled. But as soon as the lightning passed, the rain let up and a lot of hard clean-up work got done. Not that it completely stopped raining. But by then we could hardly notice or care.

Mission: Clean Stream St. Charles Clean-up 4-14-12
Greg Poleski from Greenway Network took his car to several nearby accesses and filled it to the brim with junk. After guiding a group of volunteers on the river, Bernie and Brian filled Bernie’s truck bed with junk recovered from the woods adjacent the Ameristar Casino. A bunch of Ameristar employees cleaned up all of the woods and sandbars between the I-70 bridge and the casino.


Lindbergh high school students cleaned up some nasty dumps under the 370 bridge. Jeanie Kuntz cleaned every tiny scrap of plastic from the beach at clean-up headquarters. We even got the militant paddler Big Muddy Mike Clark to get out in a motor boat and haul trash! (just kidding…not his first time) Jodi and Allison began recycling all the trash as it came in. They were joined by Geoff Janovsky, the recycling coordinator at Webster U.

Mission: Clean Stream St. Charles Clean-up 4-14-12
We ended up trailering the boats full of trash and dragging them from Blanchette Landing to our clean-up headquarters where everything got sorted for recyclables. Allied Waste donated the dumpsters, one for scrap metal, one for trash and one for recyclables. Each year they add more to their list of what they recycle, and this time it was a good percentage of stuff.

It was a tough, soggy day, but everyone worked with smiles and pride. We smoothed out the speed bumps and made an impressive haul for a group of 70 volunteers.

Our crew retired to camp after packing up what we could. Trailhead Brewery donated a complete dinner to us, with pulled pork, chicken, chili and great sides. The rain stopped and we got a fire going.

All of sudden it was a beautiful, pleasant and warm afternoon. I guess some of us felt like we deserved it!

On Sunday, a crew of folks, including the Arnold Stream Team 211 boys, stuck around for another trash haul. We’d heard there were a few tires to get under the railroad bridge. Well sure enough, as soon as we got under there, Bernie discovered a whole dump with 33 tires. And some shingles, carpet, a bathtub and other junk. We made a riverside stash of junk and swung the boat around to pick it up. Found another bathtub stuck in the riverbank and Bernie and Jeff wriggled it out.

Mission: Clean Stream St. Charles Clean-up 4-14-12
Bernie graciously offered to take the tires and add them to the 211’s stash (they collect enough tires to fill a tractor trailer then recycle them all at once).

That evening, the storms returned. We still had a strong, but small crew left, and we headed to old St. Charles for a hot dinner. It was an exhausting weekend, and the next day we’d be tearing it down.

The Flying Nun came down in the morning, and it turned into a gorgeous day. A bunch of REI employees, most of which had done clean-ups with us last fall during the Big Muddy Clean Sweep, came out for the afternoon and we were able to hit a couple of sites we missed both last year and during the Mission: Clean Stream. These folks already knew what to do, and they fanned out into the woods, consolidating all the trash they found and teaming up to haul it to shore. We completely filled one boat in just about an hour and a half.

As soon as we unloaded the last bag of garbage out of the boat into the dumpster, we were ready to head home. We have a reputation for bringing rain when we come to the St. Louis/ St. Charles area and this was no exception.

October 27, 2011

Washington & St. Charles Clean Sweep Results

After a packed but incredible week of education and outreach in Washington, MO, we ramped up our energy into working a river clean-up on Saturday side-by-side the Washington River Festival put on for the last 3 years by our favorite river ambassadors, Gloria Attoun-Bauermeister and Mike Smith.  These two friends have really been working on growing a community of river lovers in Washington, an awareness for this powerful resource, as it should be, the river is the heart of this lovely little riverfront town.

Washington River Festival and Clean-up

Many of the children that had come out to the riverside education experience earier in the week came back with their families just itching to get out on the river and help us clean it up! The turnout was fantastic!  76 volunteers in addition to 8 people from Kohl's department store + 26 from the River Relief crew teamed up to clean the river!

Plus, Gloria put together an amazing River Festival, with educational booths, fun activities for families, trash to art in action and REALLY GREAT MUSIC! 

Washington Big Muddy Clean Sweep

Here's the Washington tally!

110 clean-up volunteers went out on the river to clean up 9 miles with 3 River Relief boats signing up in shifts at the river festival.  133 bags of trash were collected from the river banks alongside 44 tires, 7 hunks o' styrofoam, 3 refrigerators, 1 microwave, 1 push mower, 1 black & white TV, pesticide sprayers, duck decoys, metal drums... the list goes on & on!

Check out the full set of Washington photos on our Flickr page!

A big muddy thanks to all of the super nice folks in Washington that made our stay a warm one.  There are many, but a few outstanding ones that come to mind are Cheryl Heggemann at Manwell's coffee, the Washington boat club, the police & fire departments, the schools and teachers that participated, the Labadie Chef & crew, Mayor Lucy & Gary Lucy, trash-to-art artists Joey Los & Gale, and of course all of the hard working volunteers, Gloria Bauermeister & Mike Smith!

Washington Clean-up and River Festival 6-14-08

With warmed hearts & full bellies, we rolled on down to St. Charles... and moored at the Gateway Dredging Co. in Bridgeton.  I enjoyed taking our barge dog Sombra on walks along the beautiful little riverside trail in the Riverwoods Conservation Area, where I had the pleasure of seeing some really cool old growth willow, cottonwoods, and mulberry trees!
Unfortunately, there was a beaver at work on some of those massive trees.

St. Charles Big Muddy Clean Sweep

We really got down & dirty in St. Charles, starting with a crew clean-up on Friday that netted 3 boatloads of junk to include a potato planter farm implement, a john boat and a porta potty!

St. Charles Big Muddy Clean Sweep


On Saturday, we took out 75 volunteers in two shifts and continued collecting massive piles of trash that had been washed in along the shores, also cleaning out old dump sites we found along the way.  27 employees from Boeing helped make a huge dent in our Clean Sweep efforts in St. Charles and a nice reporter from the St. Louis Today website came out to help document our work.

St. Charles Big Muddy Clean Sweep

On Sunday the River Relief barge team hauled trash from 10:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m. collecting 149 bags of trash, 87 tires, 79 hunks of metal, barrels, car parts... even a riding lawn mower!  My back still hurts!  But the trash barge is finally starting to fill up.

Check out the full set of St. Charles photos on our Flickr page!

St. Charles Big Muddy Clean Sweep

We wrapped things up in St. Charles on Tuesday and headed for the Confluence to complete our final week of the Big Muddy Clean Sweep.  The barge is moored just across from the boat ramp at Columbia Bottoms.  Join us for our final big clean-up this Saturday and help us fill the trash barge and finish this unique event as part of Missouri River Relief's 10th anniversary project.  We'll be posting final results and the full trash tally soon!  Thanks for jumping on board and being a part of this wonderful adventure!  See you on the River~

Big Muddy Clean Sweep 2011 map

September 28, 2010

a weekend in the little hills

St. Charles Missouri River Clean-up
Bishop's Landing at the Lewis & Clark BoatHouse
Sept. 10-12, 2010
text by Steve Schnarr, photos by Alicia Pigg, Tom Ball, Vicki Richmond, Penningtons, others?
for more on this event, see our event page:
http://www.riverrelief.org/event/st-charles-missouri-river-clean-up-2010/

As we were preparing for dinner on the banks of the Missouri River in St. Charles, a lone kayaker pulled his boat up the abandoned boat ramp by Lewis and Clark BoatHouse and started unloading gear.

It turns out, this was Tom (never caught his last name) who had started paddling at Three Forks, Montana, where the Jefferson, Madison and Gallatin Rivers join to form the Missouri. He had started in May.

We invited him to dinner and to camp with us, under the shadow of the BoatHouse. The idea of a cold beer seemed like a really good one to Tom. He politely took a barrage of questions from our crew, laughed and shared stories.

And he had a funny observation. “As I was paddling downstream, all of a sudden I saw these blue bags laying on shore. At first I was kind of pissed and thought about pulling over and picking them up,” he said. “After seeing several, I started to realize this was probably part of the clean-up”.

Tom had heard about the clean-up from “Big Muddy” Mike Clark, our friend and fellow river cleaner who has introduced many hundreds of people to the Missouri and Mississippi Rivers through his Big Muddy Adventures guide service. Tom had called Mike for advice, and he suggested that if he was coming through St. Charles on Sept. 10 or 11, he ought to find the River Relief crew if he wanted to sit around a campfire with some fellow river rats and swap stories.

Those blue bags are our “trash flags”. The day before a clean-up, an early crew heads to our campspot, sets up our “Flying Nun” kitchen tent, and sends out a couple of boats with trash bags, maps and a dispatcher. The crew’s job is to find the places where we can safely drop off volunteer crews the next day. To make it easy for the clean-up boat drivers to see those spots, we flag them with a big, blue Stream Team trash bag with a rock in it tossed on shore.

The dispatcher marks all these spots on a map with descriptions of how many people the spot can take, any special notes on finding the trash and what tools the crews will probably need. She divies the river reaches up into sections that can take several boatloads of volunteers and makes an individual map for each boat driver on the clean-up. This is a simple way to communicate to the boat drivers where to take volunteers. Ideally we cover 10 miles of river at a big clean-up – five miles up, five miles down.

Even though he was exhausted from his months of river travel, Tom fit right in with the crew the next day. The only way things work at an event like this is if the volunteer crew is proactive in seeing what needs to be done and getting it done. Tom was right there, hopping in wherever the action was. An instant crewmember.

This brings me to our crew. Missouri River Relief has a staff of three full-timers and two part-timers. Everyone else is a volunteer. Essentially what staff does is to organize a framework where our volunteer crew can step out of their busy lives and have a fun and productive weekend by making these events happen.

Without this base of unreasonably dedicated volunteers, nothing would get done. They give many, many weekends – and often Thursdays and Fridays – plus countless evenings and free time, to keep the machine rolling. They operate our boats, keep them maintained and working, and train new operators on safe and efficient river piloting. They plan camp menus and prepare amazing food for the crew. They offer ideas on improving our systems and then implement them. The degree of passion and care they give to even the smallest details is kind of stunning. Our biggest fear is burnout, so we try to keep things interesting and fun, and to always bring new people into the crew so the burden doesn’t fall on too few old-timers. It’s a tough balance, but so far it’s worked.

I have no idea how this thing keeps working – it seems like magic. What makes it tough to define is that the magic is held within many different, very special people. But it seems that the glue holding it together is a love for the river, a willingness to work hard and selflessly, and a love for each other.

People certainly ask me, “How do I get one of those crew shirts?” The only way I know to answer is to describe what River Relief crew does – travel all over the watershed doing the behind the scenes work that makes an event run smooth. Then I say, “It’s pretty much a personal decision. You decide that at this time in your life, you want to be part of the River Relief crew. And you email me and get on the crew list and when you can help, you come help.”

In St. Charles, and also the bigger Confluence area, we’ve been doing clean-ups since 2002. There’s a tribe of folks that always shows up for clean-ups in the area, and they form the base of our St. Lou crew. I don’t really know if these folks met through our events, around our campfires, or if they knew each other before because of their river-obsessed ways.

There’s Jim Denner, the anatomy teacher from Lindbergh High School. Every time we’re anywhere close, he brings 35 to 50 students – most of which have never been on the Missouri River before. This year there were two events close to St. Louis – in Washington in April and St. Charles this Sept. He brought kids to both. In Washington, the kids were in a hurry to get out of there after a morning of hard work, because that was their Prom Day…!

Tom Ball – a lifelong river educator and stream defender. He shows up when he can and leaves when he has to. From safety talk to tire wrangling to renditions of Neil Young around the campfire, it would be a sad clean-up if Tom didn’t show up. This time, he took the Fort Zumwalt Trashinators out on the river and showed 'em how it's done. That's him in the front there with the orange Americorps lifejacket.


Mighty 211 – this crew is Stream Team #211 from the Meremec River at Arnold. In St. Charles this year, Bernie Arnold and Laurie Fauretti both came to help. Bernie brought his tire trailer, worked the lifejacket pile then hopped on the river to haul in garbage. After working registration into shape, Laurie got lunch going then did the afternoon trash haul. At 211 clean-ups she usually helps organize the lunches and was glad for the chance to leave the food scene and hit the river. Boy do I know that feeling… going to someone else’s event and getting to do the actual work.

Craig Holt – Craig started showing up to River Relief clean-ups about five years ago. He’d usually come a day early, get his own camp set up, then be there to help every step of the way. I remember last time we had a big event at Columbia Bottoms and he showed up with a pot of stew when we arrived with no dinner plans. This time, Craig couldn’t get there ‘til Saturday morning. We actually had a ceremony to conjure up Craig the night before.

Craig on the left and Rod on the right load up Greg Dennigmann's bucket with river trash.
photo by Alicia Pigg.

Big Muddy Adventures – these guys are our true partners in the Confluence area. They are their own river clean-up crew, by canoe only. Mike Clark and Betsy Tribble show up with their Clipper Canoe (seats 12) and hit the river with big smiles whether they have a crew or not. Then proceed to fill that boat with trash on their way downstream. Betsy and Mike also take a group of students called the River Kids out in canoes once a month to clean up and experience the two mightiest rivers in the country: the Missouri and Mississippi.

This is the BMA crew at the Washington Clean-up in April. photo by one of those Penningtons

Lewis and Clark Boathouse – these folks are a fellow non-profit with a mission similar to ours. They bring people to the river, but they are focused on exposing folks to the amazing history we share tied in with this valley. This year, they let us camp in their front yard (“behind the boathouse”) next to the river. An amazing beach with a young riparian willow forest managed by the local Master Naturalists, some great fishing spots and a heirloom vegetable, herb and native plant garden. Behind us, the massive boat house and nature center was the dry dock for three gorgeous, handmade replicas of the fleet the Corps of Discovery took up the Missouri River in 1804. These boats made the same journey in 2004.

Francis Baum – this guy started his own environmental organization of fellow Boeing workers. BEEP – Boeing Employees for Environemental Protection. He travels across the state to help with River Relief events, and this time he took on the dispatch position – scouting the trash on Friday then sending folks out there to pick it up on Saturday morning. He was a little bummed this year that “Talk Like a Pirate Day” landed on the day after the clean-up….

Many other friends and familiar faces joined us on the riverfront that day. Along with over 250 other state-wide volunteers picking up trash, sorting out recyclables, piloting (and fixing) boats, teaching and learning, serving and being served, this group of local folks made this event happen.

Although everyone felt tired at the end of the day, no one felt broken. In fact, after a dinner graciously donated by Trailhead Brewing across the street and gathered around a campfire sharing stories, we all felt a little healed. I’m pretty sure we healed each other, and the river healed us all.

September 16, 2010

St. Charles Clean-up Results!

Bishop’s Landing, St. Charles, MO
September 11th, 2010

click here for links to photos and more

photo by Tom Ball
Total Volunteers: 268
MRR Crew: 27
Boats: 11 (4 Missouri River Relief, 3 MO Department of Conservation, 2 U.S. Fish & Wildlife, 2 U.S. Army Corps of Engineers)
River Miles: 10
River Level: 18.5 feet
Landfill: 2.6 tons
Scrap Metal: 1.4 tons
Recyclables: 1.09 tons
Tires: 107 (1.9 tons)
Total Tonnage: 7 tons!

Stream Teams: 1875, 3176, 211, 500, 1782, 509, 4136, 3668, 3419, 3500, 509 + Francis Howell North & the Crawford Crawdaddies

Volunteer Groups Involved: Lindbergh Highschool Anatomy Class, Francis Howell Highschool Green Community, B-FAB, Alpha Phi Omega, LMI Aerospace, Scout Troops 4334, 975, 1413, 607, Pack 850/Den 3, DHC Global Forwarding, Mid Rivers Ethical Society, Kingdom House Youth Group, River Des Peres Watershed Coalition, Missouri Master Naturalists

Names of River Teams – River Hippies, Trashinators, Troop 975, River Otters, Refrigerators, Trash Busters, Muddy Buddies, Crazy Catfish, The A Team, Bull Sharks, Mud Runners, The Partridges, (Blue, Bleu, Blew), Goon Squad, Ram Rod, Mud Doggers, Weeblos Ponies, Ethica/Waters, Troop 4334, APO, Bad Asses, Rock Stars, Team Unicycle

photo by Tom Ball
Trash Tally!!!!
240 55-gallon Bags of Trash
107 Tires
6 Chunks O’ Styrofoam
½ of a Buoy
12 five-gallon Plastic Buckets
3 five-gallon Metal Buckets
3 55-gallon Metal Drums
3 55-gallon Plastic Barrels
5 Refrigerators
1 Washing Machine
1 Chest Freezer
2 5-gallon Propane Tanks
20+ small Propane Tanks
1 Refrigerator Door
1 Ice Machine
1 Toilet Tank
1 Vacuum Cleaner Hose
1 Baby Bed
333 Yards of Carpet
3 Folding Chairs
2 Gas Cans
1 7-foot Bench
1 Table Top
3 Gas Tanks
2 Mud Flaps
1 Truck Grill
1 Truck Fender (Blue Ford F150)
2 Tail Pipes
1 Axle & Differential
1 Torque Converter
1 Bumper Plate
1 Side Mirror
2 Volley Balls
1 Basket Ball
1 Slolam Ski
100 feet Heavy Wire Cable
1 Heavy Chain
1 Furniture Panel
1 Compressor
1 Refrigerator Shelf
1 Oil Can
1 part of a Deck
1 Fire Extinguisher
1 Ammunition Box
1 Curtain Rod
17 pieces of Rebar
8 pieces of Angle Iron
1 TV Panel
1 42” Flat Screen TV w/ Castors
2 Square Lattice Baskets
1 Deer Head (from a target)
2 Trash Dumpster Lids
1 Landscaping Rim
12 feet of Natural Gas Line
1 Culvert Pipe1
1 MDC “End of Public Use Area” Sign
1 “Caution Wet Floor” Sign
1 Huskers Sign
2 Messages in a Bottle
1 Red Plastic Apple
1 Rubber Ducky – yellow
1 Bocce Ball
2 1-gallon Glass Jugs
2 Enameled Cast Iron Skillet
1 Butcher Knife
1 Dust Mask
1 Hard Hat
1 Naked Baby Doll

St. Charles Missouri River Clean-up 9-11-10

Message in a Bottle Found!


On Sept. 11th, 2010 during Missouri River Relief's St. Charles River Clean-up, we found a message in a bottle while sorting through trash that had already been bagged. A small crew of die-hards had remained after lunch to sort through the muddy mess and recycle as much plastic, glass & aluminum as we could. Some unsuspecting volunteer had simply thrown away this most coveted treasure amongst this river cleaning clan!

photo by Tom Ball

Found around river mile 28, here's what it read:
Cooper's Landing is a fun little river-rat hang-out near Columbia, MO along river mile 170, so this bottle traveled about 142 miles over the course of a year and a half!

We will attempt to contact Micha to see where the rest of the treasure is buried! Arrrgh!

It was a good day I say!

August 2, 2009

Observations on the MR 340, 2008

Missouri River 340 - 2008
Kaw Point Park (KC) to Lewis and Clark Boathouse (St. Charles)
July 15 - 19, 2008
text by John Brady, photos by Dylan Lehrbaum

Blogmaster's note: Missouri River Relief Quartermaster John Brady gave this to me during the winter, and I just never got around to posting it. Sorry John! But here it is, in anticipation of this week's fourth annual Missouri River 340.

I have just had the privilege of participating in my first MR 340 paddling race across Missouri. Not as a contestant, mind you, as I have no experience at that type of thing. No, I was a crew member on one of Missouri River Relief”s safety boats that escorted the racers from Kaw Point to St. Charles. I learned a lot last week, both about the race and the racers and about human spirit.

Monday:
The highlight was Scott Mansker’s safety meeting. I was warned that he is pretty good with a word and his presentation to the full house of excited contestants and support crew conveyed all that could reasonably be expected to be absorbed about the river and the race as well as allaying the anxieties of the novices and the support crews. What a varied audience he had there! It was apparent from his talk that he had pared it down to the essentials, that he knew his subject very well and that he had great concern that all participants had a grasp of what they would need to know at a minimum.

Day One:
Kaw Point was a circus. From an early rise to get our chase boat ready to go, we onlookers were presented with a real spectacle. Every kind of paddle boat from sleek six-man racing kayaks to dented outfitter-surplus aluminum canoes were on hand. The racers and their crews were as varied as the boats. From tie-dyed straw hatted hipsters dragging beat-up boats to a likely launch spot to compression-suited warriors marching their sleek craft to the ramp in lockstep, the whole spectrum was assembled.

The flailing madness of the mass start was simply astonishing. Sprinters and slow-movers frothing the water of the Kaw to a fair-thee-well was a scene unique in the universe I think. The lead team canoes and kayaks flew along and were soon out of sight, leaving a river full of boats snaking down the channel in a mass of flashing paddles against the best view ever of Kansas City’s skyline.



At Miami, we were asked to hurry downriver to find and escort a commercial barge tow up through the paddlers during the night. I was concerned that this would run us short of fuel and went about in the crowd inquiring about securing some more fuel. The mayor of Miami was there cooking hot dogs and welcoming racers and crew. He said he would be glad to get me some fuel in Marshall, MO., 15 miles away. I got my empty tank out of the boat and gave it to him. He turned to put it in his truck without a word. The guy didn’t even ask about the money for the 12 gallons of gas. At $4.00 a gallon! I gave him the required money and the next morning, as arranged, he had the fuel, the change to the penny and a receipt back at the ramp. That doesn’t happen everywhere to be sure.

The night cruise down to Glasgow was one of the best runs I’ve had in years. Full moon high, glassy water, paddlers going by seen simply as tiny lights on the water; the effect was spiritual in a high degree.



Day Two:
After a 2:00 a.m. arrival at Glasgow, we were asked to lay over until the morning. We secured the boat and my crew members turned to the sod at Stump Island Park to attempt some rest. I wandered up to the top of the ramp where I encountered Scott’s dad, obviously deeply sleep-deprived, worrying about near-overdue paddlers, the rush to his next check point and the race logs. I was impressed how important it was to the race organizers that the record of contestant’s arrival and departures be kept accurately and get to the finish before the first competitor arrived there.

Scattered pods of paddler zombies wandered by, arriving, departing, slamming fuel, taping and medicating- all in all a supercharged Dante’s Inferno of racers and supporters empathizing with the sheer weight of what the racers were enduring.


I finally crashed in the boat under a rough tarp with a PFD for a pillow. Nothing could have felt better. Toward dawn I woke up as an intense solo kayaker slipped her craft into the water. Barely revived, she ghosted into the misty river. I talked a bit to her mom, there as her support team. She related that she had awakened her daughter at the designated time with the words “Honey, it’s time. Are you ready?” To which her daughter sleepily replied, “Mom, I was born ready!” and hopped up, indeed ready to rumble again. I was told later that this was Katie Pffeferkorn, the racer that won the women’s solo class.

Our chase boat was told to stand by there until further instructions. Too excited by what I was witnessing to rest further, I ambled uptown, got a plate of crepes (yeah, in Glasgow) and trailed back to the park.

Shortly, we got instructions to high-tail it down to Cooper’s Landing in search of a towboat thought to be heading up into the rough river below Glasgow. Soon we learned that the tow in question had already transited the area (we had passed her tied up late the night before) and we headed down to Cooper’s Landing and assist with the checkpoint there.

What a great afternoon voyage we had! Winding our way down through the infamous Jameson Island country, slowing near the paddlers and then letting the boat stretch out a bit, we landed at Cooper’s at around 4 p.m. We tied up and my crew melted into the scene. They had boats to pick up and move the next day and were to man a section downriver after that. I am still amazed at the delicate dance we did to make this escort thing work out with available crew and machinery.
At Cooper’s, we attempted to get some sort of light out on a submerged dike which was making it difficult for paddlers to land. There followed a Keystone Cop sort of affair that, while ending successfully, involved placing a light on the underwater dike while avoiding approaching racers. I was able to adroitly complete the tricky task by momentarily getting the boat hung up on the dike and then successfully colliding with a pontoon boat moored above it.

Oh Yes! This happened at my home port with a large audience, many of whom know me. At least they used to admit to doing so.

I spent the night snug in my van (remember Chris Farley on SNL?-“Let me get this straight. You’re living in a van, down by the river?”) Sometime in the night I was awakened by a nearby voice, plaintive and drunken, exclaiming over and over “ All I want to do is take off my clothes and jump in the river!” When I could stand it no more, I selfishly opened the window and yelled “Go ahead! Jump!” My sentiment was echoed by at least one neighbor and put an end to the drama.

Day Three
I spent the day on R and R, maintaining a communication station for the chase boats and shepherding a succession of paddlers that I knew into my van to rest or into a nearby cabin. During mid-afternoon, my replacement crew mates arrived, bringing coolers full of unbelievably great sustenance, along with fresh vigor, to the process. I had already cleaned and serviced the boat. We were asked to follow the last racers (arrived a few hours earlier) downriver.

We left several hours before sundown, running sweep after two very tired and very game young first time racers. Along with another escort, we headed to Jefferson City, landed and quickly departed down again. Again, the night run was awesome. The river was up over the dikes, the full moon made navigation a breeze and the pace set by the last paddlers was leisurely and peaceful.
In order to not outrun our charges, it was necessary for us to motor for a bit and then shut down the machinery and just float for a while. Gliding along, under a gorgeous moon in near complete stillness was a pleasure beyond price and beyond my ability to describe.

Having never run this stretch at night before, I was alert and paid attention to the task. It was all cake until around ten p.m. when a mist began to form on the water. Sometimes it was barely there and sometimes almost a shut out. We were able to take it in stride and relax, though. The only problem was the pace.


The team we were following, running on fumes of awareness, was zig-zagging back and forth across the river to get a real close up visual on EVERY day board so they wouldn’t get lost, crossing back and forth from one side of the river to the other and going far more distance than they needed to. You had to admire their grit if not their technique.

We made landing at Chamois, not a checkpoint but where the two paddlers had support people (Mom and brothers and sis) waiting. On the approach to the ramp, we were on the phone with Scott, who was there tending the last of his flock. I was having trouble in the mist picking the landing ramp out from all of the lights at the power plant just below and asked Scott to show a light if he could. He switched on a spotlight so powerful that I swear it burned through the back of my retinas. Man, what a beam!

The racers decided to rest a bit so we walked up to the adjacent park to sleep under the pavilion to ward off the dew. We needn’t have bothered. The mosquitoes were so thick that the dew couldn’t have found us using Scott’s mega-light. I swear, it was the softest gravel I ever laid a tired body down on.

Day Four
We got up before dawn and downed coffee, cake and sardines with mustard. (It really didn’t seem that strange at the time). Wow. Fresh, hot coffee, courtesy of our accompanying houseboat. Thanks, Jack. We ambled down past Washington, a former checkpoint that was abandoned due to high water making the approach to the ramp really hard for the unaware. Stopped and got-DONUTS!!

Our weary paddlers soon slipped back into their zig-zag pattern of navigation. We joked about it a little but had to admire their never-say-die spirit. At times their strokes were in perfect union but their paddles barely dipped in the water and their strokes were but a foot long. Running on the autonomous nerves I guess.

We went by Herman and into a hot and breezy afternoon. The country down, there, from Herman through St. Albans is my second most favorite scenery on the middle reach of the Missouri River. Through the Berger Bottoms (the locals use a “soft” G) where another of our boats had a rough encounter with a box dike the night before. “Pride goeth”, as they say.

Long, long reaches which were lengthened further by the slow wayward path we followed. In late afternoon we landed at the last checkpoint, I believe called Weldon Springs. There we met up with some of our forward contingent of chase boat crew that had been manning the post and combating the “skeeters” since last night.

Impressed with our lamentatious account of the meandering progress of the day (embellished to just the right degree) they graciously directed us to speed on ahead to the finish line on some probably unnecessary task, knowing that there was refreshment and enjoyment to be had there.
As there were no other paddlers between that point and very near the finish line, we went ripping down the river at max motion, theoretically gaining back every hour in twenty or so miles that we had lost in the previous 320.

After slowing briefly just above the finish to allow the second and third to last racers to cross the line, we landed at St. Charles just after the awards ceremony. As I walked up the bank to the bonfire, Scott’s dad once again appeared. “We have several cases of donated wine that we didn’t use in the awards dinner”, he said. “We’d like to give them to your group”. “Oh”, I nonchalantly replied. “You’ve heard of us, then”.

The wildest collection of race craft ever seen in St. Charles.

Possibly the best part for me among many memorable scenes, was watching the last racers, our flock for many miles, finish the race. Down they came toward the finish line, paddling with renewed energy dredged up from God knows where. There to cheer them on, among tooting horns and screaming approval, was every, and I mean every, living soul still on the premises.

Hail Warriors!