From my many rides on the Schuylkill Trail
over the years, I was very familiar with a large movie theater parking lot just
outside of Manayunk, not far from the entrance to the Wissahickon Trail on
Ridge Avenue. Because I was starting around noon on a weekday, I knew the lot
would be practically empty except for a handful of vehicles for employees and
shoppers at the adjacent stores, so there would be no trouble finding a space
in which to leave my car for a couple of hours (note: since the time of this blog entry, signs for "theater and store use only", with threat of towing, have been posted)
I headed down Ridge and made a right turn
onto the Schuylkill Trail along Kelly Drive. Past the art museum, I left the
trail for the Ben Franklin Parkway, then turned right down 21st Street. I made
a left on Chestnut Street and followed that across the city to Penn’s Landing.
Although the water traffic is quite
different from the city’s beginnings in the early 1700s, when the riverfront
bustled with hundreds of sailing ships carrying passengers and cargo, there is
still a significant amount of commercial traffic. During the warmer months, the
Delaware River comes alive with pleasure craft in and out of the marina. A
paddlewheel riverboat and cruise vessels glide through the water, while the
Riverbus Ferry takes visitors across to Camden to see a Riversharks baseball
game, explore the Adventure Aquarium, tour the Battleship New Jersey or attend
an event at the BB&T Pavilion.
Decades ago, Penn’s Landing underwent a huge
renovation around the Great Plaza and the Independence Seaport Museum.
Concerts, festivals and fireworks seem to take place year-round, but there is
still a bit of isolation to this area because of the I-95 corridor. Plans
are in place for a solution, in the form of a park that will cap over the
highway between Chestnut and Walnut Streets, making access to the waterfront
much easier. In fact, there are crazy number of projects
in the works all along the Delaware River, but we’ll see how that goes!
I made my way down the ramps that curve
around the right side of the plaza amphitheater to reach the lower walkway at
the waterfront. I passed the Blue Cross RiverRink (a much busier place in the
winter!) on my left to arrive at the current docking spot for the Gazela.
This 177-foot square-rigged tall ship is not always in port, but when it is,
volunteers working aboard will sometimes give impromptu tours.
Built in 1883, the Gazela was the
last of a Portuguese fleet of fishing vessels. It now serves as an ambassador
for Philadelphia, sailing up and down the Atlantic coast for festivals and
celebrations.
I did
a U-turn and pedaled back around the plaza to the Independence Seaport Museum,
where models and artifacts offer a glimpse of Philadelphia’s maritime past.
Interactive exhibits are fun and educational - one can use a tiny crane to
unload cargo from a container ship, rivet and weld a ship’s hull or climb into
crude wooden bunks in a recreation of a ship’s steerage section.
I continued down the long, colorfully-tiled
pier that fronts the marina, and passed the Jupiter tugboat to reach a
pleasant, double-decked concrete lookout structure at the endpoint. To my left,
across the river lay the USS New Jersey, America’s most decorated
battleship, which was christened at her launching on December 7, 1942, by
Carolyn Edison, wife of Garden State governor Charles Edison, son of the great
inventor Thomas.
I’ll leave you to read up on the extensive
history of the battleship, but significant action included shelling targets in
Guam and Okinawa, as well as screening air craft carriers conducting raids in
the Marshall Islands during World War II. The USS New Jersey was also
the only battleship providing gunfire support during the Vietnam War.
On my right was the Moshulu, a
four-masted steel barque
that now serves as a floating restaurant. The Moshulu is known as the
world’s oldest original windjammer, an iron-hulled vessel representing the
final evolution of sailing ships, built during the 19th and early-20th
centuries to carry bulk cargo long distances.
I backtracked down the pier and headed left
along the other side of the marina, where I encountered the USS Becuna
and USS Olympia, docked side-by-side. The Becuna is a 318-foot guppy-class
submarine that was used during WWII to conduct search and destroy missions in
the South Pacific. Tourists can scramble up and down ladders and along narrow
walkways to examine the claustrophobic quarters, look at the instruments and
listen to guides describe life aboard the sub.
The Olympia was the flagship from the
Battle of Manila Bay during the Spanish-American War, and is the last remaining
vessel from that war. From its bridge, Commodore George Dewey said the famous
words, “You may fire when you are ready, Gridley” when the Olympia led
five other warships into Manila Bay. Ten Spanish cruisers and gunboats were destroyed
in a few hours, without loss of a single American life!
Although I could have continued about a mile
or so along the Delaware River Trail, at this moment during its development,
cyclists are unceremoniously dumped at the back of the Columbus Crossing
Shopping Center. There is a nice park built on the abandoned Pier 68 but really
not too much else to see out there, so at the intersection with Spruce Street,
I crossed over to head south on Christopher Columbus Boulevard (former Delaware
Avenue).
One of the oldest sections of Philadelphia,
Southwark was once known as Wicaco, a name meaning “a peaceful place”, borrowed
from Native Americans by Swedish settlers who arrived in the mid-1600s. After
Penn’s arrival in 1682, the area populated with only a few hundred quickly became
a few thousand, as the English bought land along the riverfront below South
Street for stores and warehouses. By the middle of the 18th century, the area
became known as Southwark, an allusion to the London borough south of the
Thames.
Southwark became a bustling center of
shipbuilding that made Philadelphia the largest port of the colonies in the new
United States. Like its namesake in London, residents were merchants, shipwrights,
pilots, riggers and sailors that lived in simple wood-framed houses, many which
still stand today, although with additions altering their original appearance.
The first United States Naval Yard was just
a few blocks south of Gloria Dei, known as Old Swedes’ Church, at the southwest
corner of Christopher Columbus Boulevard and Christian Street.
Built in 1700, the brick structure was originally
close to the Delaware River, but the land has since been filled in, and traffic
now flows where sailing vessels once docked. The church houses a 1608 bible once
owned by Swedish Queen Christina, as well as lectern and balcony carvings retrieved
from the first church when it had been destroyed by fire. Hanging from the
ceiling are two models of the ships that carried Swedish settlers here.
I continued west on Christina, crossing Front
Street and did a counterclockwise loop back, using 2nd and Carpenter Streets,
in order to view the famous Shot Tower. Built in 1807, the 142-foot brick
structure was the first of its kind in the country, and was used for 100 years.
Shot poured into molds cooled as it was dropped the full height of the tower
into water. The area surrounding the tower is now a playground and sports
fields.
Now pedaling north on Front Street, I didn’t
feel the need to go all the way to South Street, since I have been there many
times, but I highly recommend the visit. Lining both sides of the street are
scores of restaurants, theaters, night clubs, art galleries and shops, both elegant
and funky! If nothing else, grab some coffee or ice cream, sit on a bench and
people-watch.
Over the years I recall eating steak
sandwiches and looking at the celebrity photos/testimonials on the walls at Jim’s
Steaks (400 South), checking out the trinkets and quirky t-shirts at
Zipperheads punk-rock shop (now closed, but I understand former employees
opened a similar shop called Crash Bang Boom, just around the corner at 528 S. 4th),
seeing a Cheap Trick concert at the T.L.A. (Theater of the Living Arts – 334)
and stuffing myself during a brother-in-law bachelor party/dinner at Percy
Street BBQ, which boasts the country’s largest selection of canned craft beer (900).
Between Fitzwater and Pemberton Streets, I passed
a development known as Workman Place. Built in 1812, the attractive cluster of
brick homes surrounding a pretty courtyard is maintained by the Octavia Hill
Foundation as low-cost housing. Just around the corner on Pemberton are a
couple of houses once belonging to George Mifflin, grandfather of Thomas, the
Revolutionary War general who built Fort Mifflin and served as first governor
of Pennsylvania, 1790-99. In the brickwork, one can see George’s
initials and the build date 1748, though the “G” is hard to make out because of
weathering and brick repairs over the years.
At the time I was planning these City
Cycling tours, I happened to read an article in the Inquirer about the Fleisher Art Memorial and the birth of the Graphic Sketch Club in
1898, and I added the 719 Catherine Street site to my Southwark route. I’ll leave you to read about its history and explore the
website of this fantastic program.
I zigzagged a couple blocks southwest to the
section of 9th Street between Christian and Wharton Streets to the Italian
Market, a spot immortalized in Sylvester Stallone’s Rocky training run.
Established by immigrant families in the late 19th century, the open-air
marketplace is crowded with sidewalk vendors selling their food and goods. Visitors
can browse the selection of pasta, fruit, vegetables and imported items found nowhere
else. While there are several tempting Italian restaurants nearby, hungry
sightseers can sample pastry, cheese and bread at one of the many stalls.
I was now starting the airport loop portion
of my day, the first 7.5-mile leg to the John Heinz National Wildlife Refuge. I
headed south on 10th Street and made a right on Snyder Avenue. Soon I veered
left on Passyunk Ave and ducked under the Schuylkill Expressway and crossed
over its namesake river on the Donatucci Bridge. I was a little surprised that
nearly the whole route had a marked bike lane, and the fantastic weather made
some of the seedier sections that I was riding through seem not so bad.
Passyunk eventually becomes Essington
Avenue, and a few miles later I made successive right turns onto Bartram Avenue
and 84th Street. I made a left at Lindbergh Boulevard to reach the entrance to the refuge, which is a 1200-acre freshwater tidal marsh that is home to 280
species of birds, as well as a host of land animals like deer, raccoons, turtles,
foxes and weasels.
The marshlands here at the confluence of Darby
Creek and the Schuylkill have seen quite a transformation in the last hundred
years or so, from an industrial park to Army Corps of Engineers dredging dump and
then a 1972 Congress environmental rescue project. Cleanup and maintenance,
much done by volunteers, has worked wonders! I took a stroll out the boardwalk
to the viewing platform then rode on the mostly very rough (I highly recommend
a ‘cross or mountain bike), and occasionally mushy, trail surface, completing
the four-mile ride out to Wanamaker Avenue at the west end of the refuge.
I carefully turned left on the busy 4-lane street
and crossed over I-95, then made a left turn on 2nd Street in the community of
Essington in Tinicum Township. I made a sharp right onto Hogs Island/Fort
Mifflin Road and enjoyed being buzzed by some landing jets before pedaling a
little less than five miles to arrive at the fort itself.
Fort Mifflin has an incredible history from the
early colonial period of the 1600s through World War II, but it probably most
famous as the site where just a few hundred patriots withstood the greatest naval
bombardment of the Revolutionary War, holding off British forces for nearly two
months while Washington’s army moved to Valley Forge. If interested, you can
find an excellent, concise summary of the fort’s history at fortwiki.com and more involved
information at fortmifflin.us.
At the end of Fort Mifflin Road, I turned
left onto Enterprise Avenue, which veers onto Island Avenue. After a lefthander
at Lindbergh Avenue, it was simple connection back to the Greys Ferry Avenue/22nd Street route I used previously during my return from Bartram’s Garden back to the Schuylkill River Trail.
I’ve enjoyed myself tremendously doing these
rides and, if nothing else, I’ve proven to myself and readers that Philadelphia
is quite a bicycle-friendly city! By the way, in case you missed any of the
previous City Cycling stories, I added a link to them in the right-hand column
of my blog page.
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