MOHAWK - Discovering the Valley of the Crystals  Copyright 2003

Chapter 12 - Tributuaries

Nowadaga Creek  - History is Its Claim to Fame
Ohisa Creek and several smaller tributaries combine to form Nowadaga Creek near Newville in the Town of Danube. From there it flows north for five miles to Indian Castle and the Barge Canal. For much of the year and for most of its length, it's too shallow and warm to support fish.

    Nowadaga's claim to fame is it's historical significance. Prior to the American Revolution it was the western boundary of the Upper Castle of the Mohawk Nation and the home of  the celebrated Brant Family. Brother and sister, Molly and Joseph Brant lived here. Molly became Sir William's "Lady Johnson" and Joseph became his secretary. After Sir William's death in 1774 and the outbreak of the American Revolution, Joseph  was commissioned a Captain in the British Army and commanded Iroquois warriors.

Indian Castle Church was built for the Mohawks in 1769.

    Indian Castle Church and the remnants of Brant's home and barn are located near the mouth of the stream. Joseph Brant donated the land for the church and Sir William Johnson provided the funds to build it in 1769.
    In the early 1800s the Erie Canal was cut through here, necessitating the construction of an aqueduct over the creek. Later when the canal was enlarged, a double lock was built on the west side of the creek. Today Lock 35 is buried under mounds of sand and mud dredged from the Barge Canal.



Discovery: Mystery Fish & History's Footsteps

June 26, 2001, 76 degrees, Sunny

    I had come to Nowadaga Creek to look for a canoe launch on the canal, but couldn't resist exploring the lower reaches of this historic tributary. Besides, I reasoned, there had to be some fish this close to the canal. I was right.
When I arrived at the mouth of the creek at 10:15 a.m. there was a dredge barge in the canal. Merging waters presented quite a contrast: sparkling creek running into pea-soup canal. Minnows scurried along the edge of the scum line and disappeared into the soup as I headed upstream from the boat launch on the east side of the creek.
    Prior to the construction of the Barge Canal in 1915, Nowadaga Creek ran into the Mohawk, but today the river and canal run separately through this area so the creek reaches the river by a more circuitous route.

There are a series of waterfalls between the mouth of the creek and the bridges.

      Shale chips dominate the sediment near the mouth of the creek. Just upstream, flat-rock ledges form a series of  wide but low waterfalls. At 10:45 I waded up the waterfalls below the old railroad bridge and passed under the nearby NYS Thruway Bridge. The concrete abutments of the Thruway Bridge were covered with graffiti. Fifteen minutes later I passed under the Route 5S Bridge and flushed a small flock of pigeons.  
    
    Upstream from the 5S Bridge there were more rocks and boulders in the creek. On the right a big farm. On the left, through the trees, Indian Castle Church. I had been casting to pools and runs all the way up the creek without results. The water was so shallow and so clear, I made longer and longer casts to avoid spooking the fish I hoped were there. That technique paid off when I dropped a gold spoon next to a large boulder. A foot-long, white-bellied fish took the lure, jumped clear out of the water and was gone. The action was so fast and far away, I couldn't identify the fish.
I discovered that mystery fish like Adirondack boulders.


     A manure spreader atop a riprap bank overlooked a deep run, but it was the shade of a nearby boulder that held the fish that took my lure, cut across the creek and shook loose. Again I couldn't identify the fish.
     Upstream from the farm, the creek runs over shelves of shale, making walking easy but offering very little fish habitat.  As I waded through this area---road on the right,  stand of evergreens on the left---killdeers, announced my progress and flew in wide loops around me.
    At 11:30 I discovered a sycamore with five trunks growing from a large twisted bottom. Its creek-side roots were exposed and washed bare. Just upstream, where a glacial boulder sat atop ledgerock, I stopped in the shade to snack on milk and cookies. Chicory, purple loosestrife and a variety of  yellow flowers grew nearby. A red-tailed hawk circled overhead.

Between waterfalls, the creek bottom was like an old  sidewalk, flat and cracked.


     At 12:10, after passing a stretch of cut-stone rip rap, I headed for the road, noting a Curve Sign as a landmark should I return to explore more of the stream. By following Creek Road to Route 5S, and then Canal Lock Road to the old railroad crossing, I was back at the Jeep at 12:45.
    In 2 1/2 hours I explored a mile of stream, hooked and lost a couple of good fish, saw  waterfalls, wildflowers and wildlife----and walked where Molly, Joseph and Sir William once tread.



Follow the path of this discovery trip by clicking on Mohawk Valley Maps: by Maptech.
Type Indian Castle , select New York, press GO!


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