MOHAWK - Discovering the Valley of the Crystals Copyright 2002Chapter 12 - Tributuaries
Boonville Gorge - A Thing of Beauty
Discovery: Top to Bottom Part I Discovery: Top to Bottom Part II Disovery: Top to Bottom Part III Discovery: Top to Bottom Part IV
Ten thousand years ago a glacial river cut through gravel, shale and limestone to create Boonville Gorge. Over the years it's been the path of the Lansing Kill, the Black River Canal and a road connecting Rome and Boonville. Today it can be seen from Route 46, from the old canal towpath or by following the Kill itself. No matter how you look at it, Boonville Gorge is a thing of beauty.
I've driven through the gorge, visited Pixley Falls State Park, cross-country skied the towpath trail and fished the lower end of the Lansing Kill, so I thought I knew it well. Think again.
There are opposing waterfalls at the upper end of Boonville Gorge. This one is created by the Lansing Kill, the other by waters from the old Black River Canal.
Discovery: Top to Bottom Part OneJune 18, 2002, 70 degrees, Sunny with Clouds
Boonville Gorge starts in earnest about five miles south of the village of Boonville where the waters of the Lansing Kill and the old Black River Canal plummet over a pair of limestone falls. That's where we started this discovery trip.
Denny Gillen parked his car near the entrance to the towpath ski trail along Route 46. Just to the right of the bridge, at the top of the Canal Falls, is a trail that leads to the bottom of the upper Lansing Kill Falls. This is not a difficult trail, but it's not easy either. It requires sure feet and frequent hand holds on the trees that grow on the side of the gorge. The trail leads to a pile of wooded rocks that provide a view of the opposing falls.
I knelt among ferns and phlox to fish this log pool at the bottom of the gorge.
We spent 15 minutes viewing the falls and casting to the pool below the Lansing Kill Falls. Although a couple of trout tried to eat our gold spoons, we didn't catch anything. Just downstream from the falls, piles of huge rocks, fallen trees and fast water made travel difficult and dangerous. Wiser men would have climbed back up the trail, but we took are chances and climbed and waded downstream where the going was much easier.We didn't find any deep pools, but rock ledges and log piles created a number of pools and runs where we caught a few small trout and lost a couple of bigger fish.
Like most of the gorge, this area is heavily forested. In many areas the forest floor was covered with waist-high ferns, and streamside openings were decorated with white and purple phlox, buttercup, forget-me-nots and white anemone. Deposits of shale chips revealed the tracks of a heavy deer, and we were entertained by the antics of a kingfisher and an errant duck that jumped off a pool and flew through the woods.
Although the sun was hot there was plenty of shade and a breeze at the bottom of the gorge. And, oddly enough there were no black flies or deer flies, just a few mosquitoes.
Hidden among the trees but revealed by the sound of cascading water were several beautiful waterfalls on the sides of the gorge. Most were mere trickles of water, but a couple were quite impressive.
Gorge-side waterfalls like this beauty are hidden among the trees.About a mile and a half below the upper falls we discovered an old road cut on the east side of the gorge and the remains of a stone bridge abutment in the stream. We didn't find the roadbed on the west side of the gorge, but we did find a well-packed deer trail. It was 12:15, so we followed the deer trail to the top of the gorge and headed back to the car on the towpath trail.
White anemone, buttercups and forget-me-nots grew in abundance in Boonville Gorge.This towpath trail is quite unique. On one side is the gorge, on the other, the remnants of the canal and locks that raised and lowered boats through the gorge on the Black River Canal. Today this towpath is a groomed cross-country ski trail during the winter and a grassy hiking trail in the summer.
Flowers grew in abundance along this trail, and I was elated to discover a small patch of Blue Flag growing in the old canal bed. This native iris is nowhere near as common as the Yellow Flag iris that was introduced to this area by Europeans many years ago. I was too lazy and clean to climb down into the mud in the canal bed, so I enjoyed them from afar.
It was 1 o'clock when we loaded our gear in Denny's car and headed for Slim's Diner in Boonville for lunch. In three hours we had completed the first segment of a top to bottom discovery of Boonville Gorge.
Follow the path of this discovery trip by clicking on Mohawk Valley Maps: by Maptech.
Type Boonville select New York, press GO! Select Boonville Gorge State Park and use margin arrows to follow the Lansing Kill upstream to the start of the Gorge.
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