Wasn't confused. The one you speak of is the boat house where one rents canoes, paddles around while your lady friend drags here toes in the lilly filled waters, twirling her white umbrella, while you recite verses of Thoreau and Emerson.
Down river in Billerica are the damn Bass fishermen. The ramp I was thinking of was off of rte. 4. But I heard of another one. I might take a ride out there tommorrow at lunch and look it over. Like I always say: the next best thing to fishing is talking about fishing.
I'd be willing to do it just for the bass. Any pike would be gravy.