from the east; wicomico, choptank, nanticoke, pocomoke. and the west; the patapsco, potomac, patuxent and york, the rappahannock, the james. these are the rivers of colonial history, alive with fish, fowl, and crustacean. in springtime, pulsating with fish moving upstream from saltwater to spawn. few places anywhere on the bay are as haunting, and striking, as the blackwater national wildlife refuge. swirling geometry, jagged, irregular, green-gold marshscape, etched in sharp relief against brackish waters. admiring the smooth reflections in the bows and guts, it's easy to overlook, that down below, the blackwater is alive with birds, animals, insects and fish. the blackwater is a chief wintering area along the atlantic flyway. in the fall, these lands become a spectacle of canada geese, snow geese, tundra swan, ducks. in winter, the bald eagle nests. as a national wildlife refuge, the blackwater symbolizes the commitment to preserve the irreplaceable landscapes we treasure for future generations. the voyages of captain john smith charting