Weeding The Lake
This weekend, I spent the time pulling Arrowhead weed around the dock and front of the lawn, at least 20 feet into the lake.Â
It was back breaking work, and to tell the truth I would not have been doing it except my neighbor expressed concern about it, and I try to be a good neighbor. Steve was laughing about it, thought I was crazy because it’s just going to come back, but you do what think you have to do. Arrowhead weed grows about 5 to 6 feet tall and it has these tall sharp blades with little flowers at the end.Â
The real issue is the root system. It has these bulbous tubers that grow in a root system that resembles more of a carpet than anything I’ve ever seen.Â
We tried pulling them out with a potato rake for about half hour. I found that to be a little frustration. Luckily, I had bought my large pick axe with me in the wheel barrel so I told Darlene to hand me that and began methodically chopping away at the undergrowth. You basically had to whack whack away at the weed, and then reach down under the water with your hand and feel around until you got underneath the root system and then start slowly pulling until you got a good grip under it, and then start rocking back and forth using your weight as leverage until you’ve yanked a hunk out.Â
Imagine I’m out in the lake 20 foot out, bending down with my face just above the surface of the water, standing there in a dripping t-shirt and shorts wearing my rubber boots that have half a foot of water in the soles. Once you got the hunk torn out, I had to drag it to the bank and heave it up as far as I could. Laden with water, the root hunks weigh between 30 and 50 pounds. Once on the bank, the roots will dry out and hopefully I can add them to the compost pile. I read last night that the Indians used to eat the roots and that they contain a lot of carbohydrates, which is just great. Another food source. Anyway, I’m pooped.