Sunday, August 30, 2009

Sunday Mornin' Remainderings








Don't worry -- The guy turned out to be "okay." A kayaker, a fisherman, and I checked on him. The kayaker used his paddle to splash water on the guy, who roused just enough to let us know he was alive. Sunday mornin' on the Riverwalk is always interesting.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Interruptions

Two unfinished sections interrupt the nearly twenty-mile length of the Riverwalk. One of those interruptions occurs in downtown Columbus between 12th and 14th Streets – that is, between Eagle and Phenix Mill and the 14th Street Bridge (at TSYS). Here’s a picture, taken right behind the Powerhouse:



It’s encouraging to see the progress that’s recently been made to complete this interruption. It looks as if it won’t be too long before we’ll be strollin’ and rollin’ right along here.

Veering a little bit off the subject of interruptions, I’ll add one more photo I took in this spot today – a photo that includes the ever-present “Tricycle Man," who opined that the workers we were watching here are part of the WPA project – “We Play Around.” Tricycle Man told me a lotta other stuff, too, but I think I’ll save that for later.



The other physical interruption in the Riverwalk is further north, at Bibb Mill, an area that looks to me as if it’ll be much more challenging to complete. Here’s a not-so-good photo of the area, taken from about the spot where the walkway ends right now:



One factor that makes this section so difficult is the height of the Bibb dam! In order to get up (or down) that incline, we’re gonna wind up either with one lo-o-o-o-ng incline, or with some steps or some kind of elevator. If we were in Europe somebody might consider a funicular (I love that word!) –




But we ain’t in Europe, so I don’t know what we’ll do. It’ll be interesting to stick around and find out.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Audial Remainderings

Subtitle: Sex, Drugs and Rock-and-Roll

Not all “remainderings” are visual. Some are audial. I’ve been taking lots of notes, and later I’m going to devote an entire post to the many and varied sounds I hear as I walk along the Riverwalk. Today, though, I’m focusing on only one kind of sound I encounter on the Riverwalk: human conversation. And y’all who know me know that I do love me some human conversation!

Now, I’m not talkin’ here about my conversin’ WITH folks. No, that’s not something I engage in to any great extent while I’m on the Riverwalk. What I’m talkin’ about here is – well – let’s just say it – eavesdropping. I mean, when you’re walkin’ past folks, or they’re walkin’ past you, or ridin’ past you, or runnin’ past you, you can’t really help but hear ‘em, ya know? So I’ve been collecting some specimens that I’ll share with you here.

SNAGGED POETRY

First, though, let me tell you that one thing I think is interesting about these “audial remainderings” on the Riverwalk is that folks who are walking or running or cycling tend to have a certain pronounced and regular rhythm to their talk, paced by their labored breathing, so that what would normally be prose conversation (with its own “freestyle” rhythm) comes to sound much more like poetry with very regular rhythm. Here are a couple of examples. I’ve added the “breaths” so you can “hear” what I’m talking about:


I got up this morning [breath, breath]
At 5:45 [breath, breath]
Then I went back to bed [breath, breath]
And I thought [breath]”


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“One day [breath]
We were low on water? [breath]
And I turned on the hose [breath]
And …”


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Woman 1: “Is she married yet?”
Woman 2: “No, but she’s almost engaged.”

*****
Both women are walking along and looking down at their hands, which they’re holding out in front of their bodies, palms down.
Woman 1: “Every time I look at my knuckles I see Daddy’s hands.”
Woman 2: “Um-hum. Daddy’s hands and Aunt Alice’s hands and Yuri’s hands …”

****

“Camp, concerts – She’s havin’ a ball!”


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“He transports things. Beyond that I can’t tell you anything. It’s best if you don’t know any more.”

****

“Her skin had no coloration in it. She was powdery smooth.”

****
This was a conversation among three very nattily dressed adolescent males (My guess is “Brookstone.”) who were involved in a photo shoot. They were the models.

Boy 1: “ ... got back from France last night.”
Boy 2 (disgusted tone): “I’ve been to France for TWO DAYS.”
Boy 3: “My parents …”

****

“The good thing about it is you can take up to 200 milligrams.”

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And last but not least:

“You know he’s been sleepin’ with three of yo co-workers.”

Monday, August 24, 2009

"Remainderings"

My friend the artist Robert Seven creates these art pieces he calls “remainderings.” I really like Robert’s remainderings, and we own two of them – one my son Jake bought and gave to me for my office and another that Fred bought and has hanging in our dining room. Here they are:




So about now you’re wondering what in the world Robert’s remainderings have to do with the Riverwalk – right? Well, not much, really, except that I love the term “remainderings” almost as much as I love the art pieces themselves, and as I walk the Riverwalk the word “remainderings” keeps coming into my head as I see various “things left behind” on the Riverwalk. Here's a little photo essay of "remainderings" I've found lately on the Riverwalk:






















Sunday, August 23, 2009

The Eagle Sighting!

You’ve probably already read about our eagle sighting of Friday, but the story and images are so “spread out” in those Facebook status postings that I thought I’d consolidate them here. Here’s what happened: At about 11:30 Friday morning I was pulling my car into our driveway, talking on my cellphone to sister Ginger when I spied, sitting on the ground directly across the street from our front door, what I knew immediately to be a very special bird. Here’s a photo from our front porch, without the bird, just to give you a notion of how close he was to our front porch -- and to me! The bird was perched on the ground, right adjacent to the power pole. My car and I were in the street, to the left of the front gate, about halfway between our front door and the bird.


When I spied him, my first thought was “eagle,” but then I noticed that the bird lacked some of the “classic” features I associate with “eagle,” so I backed off and said to Ginger, “Well, maybe it’s some sort of hawk and not an eagle; but, no, I think it’s an eagle.” The “classic” eagle features “our bird” lacked revealed themselves, after some research, to be the features of a BALD eagle. That’s the one we see on coins, flags, and all such as that. What Fred and I had in our front yard, we figured out after a while, was a GOLDEN eagle. Its head is smaller than a bald eagle, and his coloring is different. He’s brown and gold all over. The first feature that alerted me to the fact that he was a really special bird was, of course, his size – but the second feature was the size of his legs! That bad boy (or girl) had some legs! You know the term “bird legs”? Well, this bird didn’t have ‘em. No, no. This bird’s legs were way thick with feathers, all the way from his body down to his toes. He looked almost as if he were wearing a pair of cowboy chaps.

What happened was, I sat there in the car for a couple of minutes, watching the bird while he sat and preened a bit. Then I ended my conversation with Ginger so that I could use my cellphone to call Fred to come out of the house and take pictures. Fred came right on out and shot these images before the bird flew off toward the River.



We feel mighty privileged to have seen him, and we hope that he’ll come back again soon.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

I Found the Water Level Gauge!

Yes! I knew the thing was down there somewhere. I remembered having seen it several years ago. My memory was correct in that it turned out to be on a bridge piling. It’s on the far eastern piling of the railroad bridge, on the south side of the piling (downriver side). The railroad bridge is almost directly behind the Ironworks Trade and Convention Center, very near the Riverwalk Arch. Look closely at about the middle of this photo. See the white area? That’s part of the gauge. (Click on the photo to enlarge it.)


The reason I hadn’t seen the gauge earlier is that, obviously, it’s hidden behind that mass of small trees and bushes and kudzu growing on the bank there. Because of this mass of vegetation, there’s no way I can get close enough to read the gauge. I tried going around the vegetation, but the bank is too steep right there.

And I’m not about to step out onto a steep bank. No, sirree. This puppy knows better. Let’s just say that I learned my lesson a long time ago. I done done that. Yep, I hereby admit to having once years ago fallen down a steep, 40-foot bank – right into the Chattahoochee – at night. And those of you who witnessed the referenced event had better keep y’all’s damn mouths shut about any further details! ‘Cause, you know, I know things I could tell on you – if I wanted to. Let’s just say that as I was rollin’ and tumblin’, side to side, front to back, head to toe, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow, knee to wrist, in the moonlight, tryin’ as best I could to grab any little limb that was so kind as to place itself in my path, hopin’ against hope that no copperheadedwaterrattler was stealthily lying in wait for me, I could hear little voices calling from the edge of the bluff above me, “Mama? Mama?”

Truth be told, I stopped on the very EDGE of the water. Half of me got wet and the other half did not. All of me was skinned up, though – for SEVERAL days. I told my students I’d had a bike wreck. And don’t even ask how far I had to walk along the edge of the water – by myself -- to get to a place where I could crawl back up the bank.

Okay, enough about that. Back to the water level gauge. The next time I see the grounds crew in that area, I’m going to ask the supervisor if they might see fit to remove all that undergrowth, thereby making the gauge visible from the Riverwalk – and clearing the way for some fool to take a tumble down the riverbank.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

"Motor Scooter in the River" or "911 on the Riverwalk"

Several weeks ago, our son Jake was home for a day or two and decided to take an early morning walk on the Riverwalk. I was busy cooking breakfast for everybody when Jake finished his walk, wandered back into the kitchen, and casually asked, “What’s with the motor scooter in the River?”

“What?!” I exclaimed. Then I thought to add, “Was there a human attached to it?” Jake responded that he didn’t think so. About that time Jake’s sister, Coulter, who was also home for a visit, got herself in on the action and we all three went runnin’ down to the riverbank, me in my pajamas. (Fred stayed home and kept Coulter’s baby, precious little Amos Henry.) On the way down there Jake gave a few more details, one of which was that the motor scooter was white, which prompted on my part a vague recollection of having several times seen a young man drive a new, white motor scooter up the street in front of our house.

Well, we got to the riverbank and, indeed, there was a white motor scooter submerged in the River, several feet from the shore. We all three cautiously looked around for any sign of a human, and we didn’t find any. I knew we needed to tell SOMEBODY about Jake’s find, so I decided to call 911. Wisely, I’d thought to grab my cell phone just as the three of us had dashed out the front door. (Well, okay, Jake doesn’t exactly “dash.” Coulter and I dashed; Jake “accompanied us.”)

Anyway, I used my Verizon-service cell phone to call 911 from the Riverwalk right down there very near the Promenade Amphitheatre – at about Lamp Pole # 415. Here’s how the conversation went:

“911. How can I help you?”

“I’m down here on the Riverwalk, near the Amphitheatre, and we have found what appears to be a new motor scooter submerged in the water.”

“The Phenix City Amphitheatre?”

“No, the Promenade Amphitheatre. We’re on the Georgia side.”

“Well, you called Phenix City 911. You’re on the Georgia side? You need to call Columbus 911.”

“Well, how do I do that? I just mashed the numbers 911 on my cellphone.”

“Hold on and I’ll connect you to Columbus 911.”

So, that was my first little snafu with this business – I learned that phoning 911 from the Riverwalk just might connect you with Phenix City 911 rather than with Columbus 911. I’m guessing that it has something to do with signals and cell towers or something?

I wanted for a few seconds and another voice came on the phone, a different woman’s voice this time:

“911. What’s your problem?”

“I’m on the Riverwalk, and we have found what appears to be a new motor scooter submerged in the edge of the River. I don’t know if it was stolen or what.”

“Is there anybody there with it?”

“No, I don’t think so. We’ve looked around and don’t see anybody.”

“Wherebouts on the Riverwalk are you?”

“Very close to the Promenade Amphitheatre.”

“Where?”

“Near the Promenade Amphitheatre.”

“The what?”

“The Promenade Amphitheatre.”

“I don’t know where that is. Can you give me another direction?”

I sensed that she was looking in a directory, so I offered, “Try the CHATTAHOOCHEE Promenade Amphitheatre.”

“I don’t see that, either.”

I suggested that she try all three – Chattahoochee, Promenade, and Amphitheatre. She apparently did try and couldn’t find anything. And it was obvious that she didn’t have a CLUE where the Promenade Amphitheatre was.

It was about this time that I thought to give her the Lamp Pole Number and said, “Well, if you have a list of lamp pole numbers, we’re at number 415.” She responded that she didn’t know a thing about any list of light pole numbers. Then she asked me, “What street are you near?” I responded that I was near where Sixth Street meets the River. She asked, “Sixth AVENUE?” I responded, “No, Sixth STREET. Sixth AVENUE would run parallel to the River.” She was COMPLETELY confused by that. She didn't even seem to know where Sixth Street was.

At this point I realized that we were getting nowhere slowly, so I offered that I would give her my home address, walk back up the hill to my house, and that the 911 respondents could meet me there and I would take them to the submerged motor scooter. She liked that idea, so that’s what we did. I left Jake and Coulter there with the motor scooter, walked back up the hill to my house, and waited for just a few minutes before a police officer showed up. The funny part of the story is that as the officer walked in the direction of what I thought was my house, I approached him and started to direct him to the motor scooter in the River. He listened for a minute and responded, “Actually, ma’am, the officer who is responding to your call is right behind me and will be here in a minute. I’m responding to a call from your neighbor who had his white motor scooter stolen.”

Before the incident was over, six police officers had visited the riverbank to help my neighbor with the incident regarding his stolen, brand new white motor scooter. We Fussells bowed out as soon as the officers arrived.

Now, obviously, my concerns are these: 1) While the Phenix City 911 operator was not exactly slow in transferring me to Columbus 911, the process did take a couple of minutes. It makes me wonder if ALL cell phone calls from the Riverwalk reach Phenix City 911. If that is the case, and if the incident had been a real emergency, well … I don’t know what the answer is, but I hope that safety authorities in both cities are aware of the situation. 2) Columbus 911 personnel ought to have SOME WAY of figuring out where somebody is on the Riverwalk! What if I’d been in real trouble? Or, worse yet, what if I had been in real trouble and also was some out-of-towner who didn’t know where on earth I was? There is potential for real trouble here – even for those of us who know the Riverwalk well.

Come to think of it, I’m surprised that there aren’t call boxes on the Riverwalk.

I don’t know what the perfect solution is to solving what appears to me to be a problem with rescue personnel locating folks on the Riverwalk, but I’m wondering if a list of lamp pole numbers might help. The Lamp Pole List that I composed a while back and posted yesterday probably won’t provide the solution because there’s so much “historical clutter” on it. (I mean, knowing that at Lamp Pole # 415 “the Ram Jackson was constructed in the nineteenth century” probably would not help rescue personnel find anybody.) MAYBE, though, matching the light pole numbers to GPS coordinates -- or even to cross streets -- would work. Just a thought by somebody who knows next to nothing about Global Positioning Systems. (But I do watch a lotta cop shows on tv.)

I am remiss in not having reported this story to authorities sooner, and I’ll admit that I am prompted today by Chuck Williams’ FB comment after he read my Lamp Pole List post. Before today is over I’m going to try to contact an authority at the 911 center and simply relate to them what happened the day Jake found the motor scooter in the River.

Sorry I didn’t take a photo of the scooter in the River. Wish I had; it was quite picturesque.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Lamp Pole List!



Did you know that the lamp poles along the Riverwalk are sequentially numbered? Well, they are! There are currently three separate sections that comprise the whole Riverwalk, with each section starting with number 1, but within each section the poles are sequentially numbered. The three sections, south to north, are: Fort Benning to Eagle and Phenix Mill; Fourteenth Street Bridge to Bibb Mill; Bibb Mill to Oliver Marina. The interruptions in numbering correspond with the interruptions in the construction of the Riverwalk itself – the first interruption between Eagle and Phenix Mill and Fourteenth Street, and the other at Bibb Mill.


Several years ago I had the privilege of serving on the Riverfront Committee of the Greater Columbus Chamber of Commerce, and in that capacity I had the opportunity to work with Carole Rutland and the Newspaper-in-Education department of the Columbus Ledger-Enquirer to produce A Guide to the Chattahoochee Riverwalk, The Guide took the form of a newspaper supplement and featured articles on the geology of the Riverwalk (Dr. Bill Frazier), ecology and natural history (Dr. George Stanton), the course and power of the Chattahoochee (yours truly, as derived from Lynn Willoughby’s books), human habitation along the Chattahoochee (Fred Fussell), literature of the Chattahoochee (yours truly again) and the design and construction of the Riverwalk (Ed Burdeshaw). In the course of doing the research for the Guide, Carole and I discovered the fact that the lamp poles were sequentially numbered, and all of a sudden our task of trying to point out to readers the various significant points along the Riverwalk became much easier.

Several times during the next few weeks, Carole and I either walked various sections of the Riverwalk, or, on several occasions we commissioned a “golf cart train,” loaded our bevy of favorite authorities aboard, and cruised up and down the Riverwalk, asking questions and making notes of everything the experts told us. Along on these most informative trips were Virginia Peebles, Billy Winn, Frank Schnell, John Lupold and Fred Fussell. Without them this “Lamp Pole List” would not have been possible, and not nearly so much fun woulda been had!

I’ve attempted to update the list over the past couple of weeks, but since I’ve had available neither the golf cart nor the complete panel of experts, I might have missed a spot or two. Please feel free to contact me if you notice something that needs to be updated.

The List:

Fort Benning to Eagle and Phenix Mill in downtown Columbus (south to north):


01-20 Oxbow Meadows Environmental Learning Center. A division of Columbus State University’s College of Science, Oxbow Meadows uses nature as a classroom, focusing on the river and wetlands. It is the mission of the center to stimulate an outdoor conscience and environmental awareness. Oxbow Meadows also demonstrates how damaged land can be reclaimed and maintained using environmentally sound practices. Long ago, this was the site of a pre-historic Indian village. Early in the 20th century, the land was used for agriculture. In the 1940s-50s, the land was mined for sand and clay used in the production of brick. In the 1970s it became home to a city landfill. In 1996, Columbus State University, with help from the citizens of Columbus, took one of the city’s worst places and created something of lasting value.
The rise on the west side of the Riverwalk is the site of the old Columbus city dump, which operated roughly from the 1950s to the 1970s.

30-80 Oxbow Creek public Golf Course is located on ground that until recently was abandoned sand and gravel mines.

43 Due west on the riverbank is one of the most significant Indian sites on the river. Kyle Mound, at 25 feet high the highest mound in the region, was described by Benjamin Hawkins in 1797. The last part of Kyle Mound washed into the river in about 1895.

44-67 The gray stuff hanging from the trees is commonly referred to as Spanish moss. Neither Spanish nor moss, Tillandsia usneoides is a member of the pineapple family and is an epiphyte, meaning it draws its nutrients from the air and rain and grows on other plants. During the 19th century Spanish moss was widely used as an upholstery filler. (Watch out, though, as it harbors lots of chiggers, or red bugs!)
Also in this area is a stand of the native shrub buckeye, used by Indians and early settlers to “poison” the water and bring fish to the surface where they could be scooped up. In the early spring, buckeye has a red bloom.

56 The rusted piece of machinery is the remains of an old sand dredge.

61 A stand of chinaberry trees.

88 In this area, you will be “ponds” on both sides of the Riverwalk. Some are oxbows, or old river channels, and some are abandoned sand, gravel, or clay mines. The two are distinguished by shape -- the oxbows tend to be long and narrow. Look for various types of waterfowl in this area and the area ahead.

89-148 The large open field to the southwest of the Riverwalk is an experiment in recycling. The field is periodically sprinkled with waste water from the Water Resource Facility. Hay is then grown, baled, and later shipped to other areas where it is used as construction filler.

107 Toward the horizon to the southwest are the jump towers at Fort Benning. The “pond” on the north side of the Riverwalk is an example of an oxbow. The boxes on the poles in the water are put there for nesting wood ducks.

124 Another oxbow. There are many oxbows out in the woods, but they aren’t visible from the Riverwalk.

138 Ponds such as this are probably the result of mining and are not true oxbows.

150 A Woodlands Era Indian site, 2000 years old, excavated by the Smithsonian in 1962.

162 South Columbus Water Resource Facility. Also a Mississippian Period Indian site, 1000 A.D.

175 On the Alabama side is where Cochagaleechee Creek empties in the river. This was an important Indian site, as it marked the south end of Coweta Town. The Corps of Engineers operated a boatyard near here in the 1890s. On the Georgia side of the river are the hulls of two wooden steamboats.

178 Parking and the end of auto access on this part of the Riverwalk. The swampy area on the side opposite the parking lot typifies river bottom land.

216 A stand of river cane.

221 The large red and white sign in the tree, called a “day marker,” is a navigational tool used by tugboats that occasionally come up the river. Ironically, day markers are used to navigate turns in the river at night. A light beam is cast from the tugboat to the day marker and the tugboat navigates toward the marker; the process is repeated from marker to marker through the curved part of the river.

225 The buildings on the hill on the west side are the Riverwind Apartments in Oakland Park subdivision.

230-251 Rigdon Park, a public park owned by the City of Columbus. Public restrooms, ample public parking and easy access to the Riverwalk.

269 On the Alabama side of the river is where the main square ground for Coweta Town, the capital of the Creek nation, was located. In 1739, General James Edward Oglethorpe, a trustee of the British colony of Georgia, traveled here to meet with Indian leaders to secure a treaty that would, among other things, grand him permission to establish the colonial capital of Savannah on Georgia’s Atlantic coast.

277 The site of Marshall’s Indian Trading Post of the 1790s.

281 Alabama State Docks.

287 The green leafy vine covering everything in sight (except in winter) is kudzu. Imported from the Orient in the early part of the twentieth century to help combat erosion, kudzu grows very fast and has taken over large portions of the South. The subject of many poems, songs, jokes, stories, and films, kudzu has become a Southern icon.

289-293 Bull Creek Bridge. Just to the north of here was located a mill dam that was built before the city of Columbus was founded.

299 Bull Creek site. This prehistori archaeological site is one of the most important historical resources in the Chattahoochee Valley, having produced a great deal of important information about Indians who were living on the site of Columbus at about the time Christopher Columbus made contact with America. First discovered in 1924, the Bull Creek site was further excavated in 1928, 1936, 1945, 1950, 1956, and 1959. Institutions conducting the excavations included the City of Columbus, the Smithsonian Institution, Fort Benning, and the University of Georgia. Among the spectacular artifacts from this site are a number of dog-effigy vases and tobacco pipes that served as the nucleus for the founding of the Indian Section of The Columbus Museum and were the first exhibit ever installed in the Museum.
This is also the site of the end of a railroad track that operated in the 1920s.

305 The site of a historic Creek house.

311 An early Mississippian archaeological site, approximately 1000 years old.

313 The rusted wreck in the edge of the water is the remains of a tugboat and barge which belonged to Columbus businessman Thurston Crawford and sank in the 1960s. This is also the site where the last of the wooden steamboats, the George Miller, was dismantled.

332 A stand of river willows. Important to stabilize the river, limbs from the willows were used by early settlers in building dikes and dams. In the more developed areas of the Riverwalk, the native river willows have been removed. Many of the willows that you see in these areas are a completely different variety of willow from the native; they are cultivated weeping willows that were planted when the Riverwalk was constructed.

337-340 Mulberry trees. In the spring and summer the mulberries fall from the trees and stain the ground and the sidewalk a deep purple. In the early days of Georgia there was an attempt to grow silkworms, but the silkworms did not like our particular variety of mulberry tree.

341-347 Rotary Park and boat ramp. Public restrooms.

347 Bulldog Bait and Tackle. Bulldog is representative of baitshops that operate nea waterways all over the South, dispensing such items as fishing licenses, maps of the River, and vast amounts of bait, tackle, snack food beer and fishing advice. Not all baitshops, though, sport a barbeque pit in the side yard or a worm vending machine on the front porch.

350 Port Columbus Civil War Naval Center is a museum dedicated to preserving, exhibiting, and interpreting items related to the naval aspect of the Civil War. The museum houses the remains of the steam-powered Chattahoochee and the iron-clad Jackson, two rare and historic gunboats used by the Confederacy.

356-366 Georgia State Docks. Occasionally this area is blocked and you will need to follow the well-marked detour. Slightly away from the River, on the detour, you will see Memorial Stadium and South Commons Softball Complex, built to host the women’s fast-pitch softball games of the 1996 Olympics. Before the construction of the softball complex, this area was occupied by the Bull Creek Golf Course. Memorial Stadium, still used for high school and college football games, is a memorial to the soldiers of World I. In the nineteenth century a very popular horse racetrack existed in this spot.

366 On the side of the Riverwalk away from the river, a stand of chinaberry trees.

368 Homicide Victims Memorial.

370 Before the river was so controlled by dams as it is now, various unusual currents appeared along its length. Boils, suckholes, and eddy waters were abundant. Indians had mythological explanations for these phenomena to make it seem as if it were not the water that did the bad things. Near this spot was the famous Wynn’s Eddy, which challenged many a boatsman.

379 Steps up to the Columbus Civic Center, host to many public events. This is also the site of the old Columbus Municipal Auditorium, which hosted a variety of events between the time it was built in 1950 and the time was torn down in the 1990s and replaced with the Civic Center. For most of the twentieth century the biggest event of the year in Columbus was the Chattahoochee Valley Exposition, held on these grounds and referenced in Carson McCullers’ novel and play, The Member of the Wedding.

380 Mary Freeman Landing, in operation as a boat landing around 1840, and perhaps before.

385 The site of the old Pest House, Columbus’s hospital until the 1840s. At the turn of the century this was the city dump.

397 Site of Kennard’s Ferry, which operated in the 1820s. Before there was a Columbus, possibly the very first white settlement was located here.

400 The steps lead up to Golden Park, Columbus’s baseball stadium. It was in this stadium that the U.S. team won the gold medal in the women’s fast-pitch softball games of the 1996 Olympics.

403 James E. Oglethorpe Memorial Bridge.

410 When the river level is down, you can see the remains of a large old wing dam, built in the nineteenth century and intended to divert the river to the other side. The dam reached almost two-thirds of the way across the river.

412 In low water, you can see the hull of a wooden steamboat quietly resting on the bottom of the river.

415 In low water you can see “the ways,” a place where steamboats and the Ram Jackson, also known as the “Gunboat Muscogee,” were constructed during the eighteenth century.

417 The Promenade Amphitheatre. The amphitheatre and the nearby gazebos serve as the sites of many weddings.

418 On the hill is the site of the old Chattahoochee Brewing Company which operated around 1900.

422 On the hill is the site of a cotton press, also operating around 1900.

423 The last commercial old-time river dock was here. It ceased operation in the early 1950s.

424 In the gazebo on the hill is replica of the Liberty Bell, cast in the same English factory as the Liberty Bell.

426 The Coca-Cola Space Science Center, created and operated by Columbus State University, opened in 1996. The Center is a regional resource for teachers and students, providing unique on-site learning experiences. The Center includes the Omnisphere Planetarium, a Challenger Learning Center, exhibit areas and solar viewing at the Mead Observatory.

429 The site of an old ice factory.

433 The Columbus Ironworks Trade and Convention Center. Originally constructed in 1853, this was once a bustling manufacturing center where on of the country’s earliest ice-making machines was built. Skilled laborers made armaments for the Civil War and steam engines for boats that plied the Chattahoochee. After the war, the Ironworks made items such as plows, syrup kettles, cane mulls, and woodburning cookstoves. Restored in the late 1970s, the building is now a unique meeting and exhibit facility that features the original brick walls and timbers. It is a popular meeting site for groups throughout the region, hosting events such as knife and gun shows, art shows, and high school proms.

Located directly on the riverbank is the city wharf, which has been here since the founding of Columbus. The concrete slab boat ramp was added in the 1890s.

438 The railroad bridge above was built in the 1890s, replacing a wooden bridge built by Horace King in the 1860s. The bridge base is a remnant of the Horace King bridge.

440 The arched entrance to the first segment of the Chattahoochee Riverwalk, which opened in 1992.

446 Dillingham Bridge, built 1910-12, replaced a double wooden bridge built in 1832 by John Godwin and Horace King. In Phenix City’s heyday during the 1940s and 50s, various juke joints and nightclubs lined the streets on the Alabama side of both the Dillingham and Fourteenth Street Bridges.

447 Across the river in Alabama is the site of the infamous “Bug House.” It collapsed on April 21, 1936, killing 24 and injuring 83 people. “The Bug” is a local name for the illegal lottery, and older people in Phenix City are often heard to date other events as before of after “the Bug House fell in.” To date, the catastrophe is the worst in Phenix City history. The town was “cleaned up” when, following the assassination of the Alabama Attorney General-elect on a Phenix City street in 1954, marshall law was declared.

448 On the Alabama side is the Phenix City Amphitheatre, constructed in the 1990s. The Phenix City Riverwlak begins there and continues north to Fourteenth Street. The large creek that spills into the river near the amphitheatre is Holland Creek.

454 Steps up to street level, down to water. At street level is Columbus State University’s art and theatre complex.

465 Public restrooms, steps and a ramp up to street level.

469 Fishing wells were constructed in the Riverwalk to allow fisherman closer access to the river. From here you are likely to see people fishing from small jonboats, turtles sunning on rocks, and comorants diving for fish.

481 A plaque commemorating the October 12, 1992, Columbus Quincentennial and Riverwalk opening.

484 The two newer buildings on the hill here are the Synovus office complex and the Riverclub, a private dining club.

485 Another fishing well.

489 The rocks in this part of the river indicate the start of a series of falls that in earlier times were called Coweta Falls. These falls mark the fall line that divides the Coastal Plain to the south and the Piedmont to the north. Before dams were built, Coweta Falls continued to West Point, Georgia, approximately 50 miles north. Native Americans were attracted to this site because of the good fishing; later, European settlers were attracted by the availability of water power for operating mills.
This spot marks the northernmost point of navigation on the Chattahoochee River.


The dam you see is the first in a series of ten that span the river between here and West Point. There are three dams south of Columbus: Walter F. George Lock and Dam at Fort Gaines, Georgia, which forms Lake Walter F. George; George W. Andrews Lock and Dam; and Jim Woodruff Lock and Dam at the Florida state line, forming Lake Seminole.

The large brick building is Eagle and Phenix Mill, the largest mill in the south in the late 1870s. Constructed in 1851, the mill supplied an assortment of cotton and woolen goods. The mill burned on April 17, 1865, during the Battle of Columbus, only to rise from the ashes as Eagle and Phenix in 1866. It has recently been converted into luxury condominiums.

There are plans underway to breach the Eagle and Phenix Dam in order to create an urban whitewater rafting zone along the River.

The part of the building jutting farthest into the water is the Powerhouse, constructed in 1899. It is a virtual “museum” of hydroelectric technology, having until very recently produced electricity with the use of turbines dating from 1899 and electrical generators installed between 1908 and 1921.

In the distance you can see the newly constructed Thirteenth Street Bridge.

The Riverwalk is interrupted here and continues one block to the north, at Fourteenth Street. Plans are currently underway to connect these two sections of the Riverwalk.

1 Mott’s Green. In early Columbus this was a public garden area along the river. In the twentieth century the Carnegie Library was located here. Today this is the site of the TSYS office complex. The Mott House has been preserved and incorporated into the TSYS complex. The Fourteenth Street Bridge into Phenix City has recently been converted into a pedestrian bridge. This is a good place to access the Phenix City Riverwalk.

40 A railroad bridge built in 1910.

51 City Mills and dam. This was the first dam built across the Chattahoochee. City Mills started in 1828 as a grist mill, owned by Seaborn Jones. That facility was destroyed at the end of the Civil War, and Horace King rebuilt the mill in 1869. That portion of the mill has changed in various ways but still stands. The large brick portion was built in 1890 to mill flour, but the primary products were cornmeal, grist, and animal feed.

(The lamp pole numbers get a little confusing near the Riverwalk Pavilion.)

115 Riverwalk Pavilion, with restrooms, water fountains, parking, and picnic tables. Street access to Riverwalk Pavilion is from First Avenue, near 35th Street.

The Riverwalk is interrupted here by Bibb dam. To the right (east) of the dam, you can see the remains of Bibb Mill, which burned to the ground on October 30, 2008. Plans are underway to complete this portion of the Riverwalk.

(Street access to this portion of the Riverwalk is limited. Your best bet is Linden Point, in the heart of the Bibb City neighborhood, at lamp pole #23.)

1 The remnants of Bibb Mill, and the dam. Be sure to walk to the scenic overlook at the top of the dam and look down the river for one of the most dramatic views of the entire length of the Riverwalk.

10-11 Buckeye plants.

11 Notice the large rocks in this area. Many such rocks were blasted away from this area in order to create the Riverwalk.

23 There is limited parking here. The covered bridge crosses a small creek where, in the early 1900s, were located a lake and a park known as Linden Point. A pavilion stood on top of the hill, to the north of the lake.

29 Arrow plants at the water’s edge.

37 The J.R. Allen Parkway crosses the Chattahoochee.

64 End of Riverwalk. You can see Oliver Dam from here; if you continue walking north one-half mile to Oliver Marina, there’s parking and the River Road intersection.

Plans are underway to complete the unfinished sections of the Riverwalk: Eagle and Phenix Mill to Fourteenth Street Bridge, City Mills to Bibb Mill, and the half mile (on the far north end) to connect the existing Riverwalk to Oliver Marina.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Maintenance -- Accolades and Issues

Accolades
I don’t know who, exactly, is in charge of grounds maintenance along the Riverwalk, but whoever it is deserves a big, humongous thank-you from all of us who enjoy the Riverwalk. The workers, too, do a great job. A prison crew very regularly mows the lawn, mulches and trims trees, and takes care of all sorts of other landscaping tasks. And anybody who's visited the Riverwalk knows that there's a LOT of landscaped acreage along that twenty miles! A crew of city employees keeps the benches and railings freshly painted. When I stepped onto the Riverwalk at 7:35 this morning, the city crew was already there, hard at work.



They even keep a fresh coat of paint on these red water spigot things. If I were William Carlos Williams, I might write a poem about it. Oh, wait! He already did that – sort of.


Graffiti …


Here today …



Gone tomorrow …


For real! I noticed the graffiti for the first time yesterday, and it was painted over this morning. I had a funny conversation with the city crew guy about it. I remarked to him that they surely did take care of the problem fast. He agreed that they did and asked, "And did you notice that whoever did it didn't even spell 'recession' right?!"

I admit to some degree of personal conflict on the issue of graffiti. That is, I realize that in some cases graffiti does rise to the level of art. (As a little d democrat, I hate the phrase "rise to the level of" in this context, by the way -- but I couldn't think of any other way to say it without going into my whole rant about "What is art?" -- and you don't have time for that right now.) I do think that there is a place for graffiti in the American landscape. I've seen some beautiful graffiti in New York and Chicago and other cities. I am a great admirer of the art work of Jean-Michel Basquiat and Keith Haring, both of whom were graffiti artists at points in their lives. At the same time, I hate to see other folks' art (sculpture, for instance) defaced with graffiti. And I have some qualms with other folks' property being appropriated for graffiti, too. On a last note concerning graffiti, I have yet to see any decent graffiti herebouts in our area. There may be some, but I ain't seen it yet.

Issues
Really, the city crew does such a great job that I hate to complain about anything, but I’m going to mention two areas that need some attention, and my best guess is that they’re outside the venue of the city crew anyway. The two issues are 1) the directional map signs; and 2) the lamps.

The directional map signs are simply “weathered out.” They need to be replaced. Their metal bases are rusted and the actual map/sign part is so weather damaged that in most cases it’s impossible to read them. The “you are here” stickers have worn off, too. From our front porch we can see one of the large signs, and we have noticed that almost everybody who walks by, if they’re not a regular, stops and spends a good several minutes trying to decipher the information there.



I hope the fact that this sign is completely missing indicates that the signs are being replaced.


My other issue with maintenance on the Riverwalk has to do with the lamp posts. Well, really it’s with the lamp globes. When one is damaged, it’s a long time before it’s fixed. The two directly in front of our house have been in this shape for about a month now:



I’m pretty sure that the lamps are the venue of Georgia Power Company. At least, a Georgia Power Company sticker on each of the poles leads me to believe that is true.

I have much more to tell you about the lamp posts in a later post.

Eavesdrop report:
I didn’t get a chance to eavesdrop today because, once again, most folks I encountered were by themselves. I did see one couple, though – my friends and soon-to-be neighbors, Chuck and Cathy Williams, who were on their morning bike ride. So this is a shout-out to Chuck and Cathy, both of whom do all sorts of good things for our community.

I did have a conversation with Tricycle Man who told me that when he was 74 years old he walked the entire distance from "right here" (The Promenade Amphitheatre) all the way to the south end and back. He's 81 now, and he told me a lot more about that, too.

Water level: