Showing posts with label George Washington Bridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Washington Bridge. Show all posts

Thursday, January 7, 2016

History Hunt in Fort Washington Park

I followed a clue in an old book that led me on an uptown Manhattan treasure hunt to this place:


Do you see the historical treasures there? Or recognize the location?

The clue I followed to find this hidden treasure was:
In a tangle of brushwood, south of the Rifle Redoubt, the hardy visitor may find the place....
I couldn't resist the call to the hardy visitor, and with some idea where the Rifle Redoubt is in Fort Washington Park, I headed out into the tangle of brushwood. A modern-day clue would be: directly under the George Washington Bridge, but the clue I followed was written before the bridge was built. No matter, I found the place.

You can see the object of the hunt better in this photo:


These metal anchors, secured forever into a boulder overlooking the Hudson River, once held the lines that supported a pole.

What's the big deal about a pole that is no longer there?

Well, the pole held a wire that was hauled in a boat across the Hudson River in 1843 and carried up the cliffs of Fort Lee, New Jersey. There, the wire was strung to more wire that went all the way to Philadelphia. It was along that wire that Samuel Morse transmitted the first telegraph message from Manhattan to Philadelphia and received the first telegraph message sent back to Manhattan.

In Manhattan, the wire ran to the house of Morse's friend, John James Audubon, who lived about a mile south of where Morse set the anchors in stone. In the basement of the house, where the telegraph machine was set up, Audubon and his family witnessed the success of Morse's long-distance communication experiment. It wasn't the first telegraph message ever, but it was the first that connected Manhattan to the mainland, and it was one of the earliest long-distant messages.

Home of John James Audubon where Samuel Morse set up his telegraph machine.
Once I spotted the two anchors, I assumed I had found the entire trove. I wish I had seen this illustration of the telegraph pole before making my adventure because I would've looked around the ground for more supports. I didn't realize how big the set up was on that hilltop:

Telegraph pole in Washington Heights as viewed from the site of Fort Washington, now Bennett Park. (detail)

Note: Try this Morse Code Translator to convert your type-written text into the dashes and dots of the Morse code. You can even hear what your message sounds like in the clicks and taps of a telegraph machine. - .... .- -. -.- / -.-- --- ..- / ..-. --- .-. / ... - --- .--. .--. .. -. --. / -... -.-- .-.-.-

Sources are here.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Arrowhead Inn, Part 2: The Pine Trees

I returned to the Arrowhead Inn site on 177th Street and Haven Avenue in Washington Heights, NYC. The Arrowhead Inn was once a famous destination in the countryside of upper Manhattan for the wealthy set. 

After the Arrowhead Inn closed in the early 1920s, apartment houses were built on the block. Then, the construction of the George Washington Bridge and surrounding highways split the lot down the middle on a diagonal line. When I visited the site last week, I noticed the pine trees growing along that diagonal line.


Seeing the trees inspired the romantic idea in me that the pines were the same trees that grew around the Arrowhead Inn, and that they survived and were protected against the disruptions of the land over the years.

If you look at map showing the apartment buildings in the late 1920s, you can see there is open space in the middle of the block, just where the trees now stand:

Block bounded by 178th and 179th Street, Haven Ave and Northern Ave (now Cabrini Blvd.)
To find out if the trees were old-timers from the Arrowhead Inn days, I needed to know how old they are. And to figure out how old the trees are, I needed some tools: a measuring tape to measure the circumference of the tree and needles from the pine to identify the species.


The trees are Red Pine (also called Norway Pine) which are native to the area, though I don't see them much around the neighborhood. Red Pine needles grow in bundles of two, and they are rounded on one side and flat on the other.

To figure out the age, I used the tape measure to find the circumference of the biggest tree at 54" from the ground and then divided that number by pi to get the diameter of the trunk. 

The next step knowing the growth rate for the tree. Trees grow at different rates depending on species, and the Red Pine's growth rate is 5.5. 

The equation is: circumference ÷ pi × growth rate = age.

Doing the calculations was easy enough, and I was able to figure out that the largest tree in the park is about 82 years old. 

Eighty-two years ago from today (2016) was 1934. The George Washington Bridge opened for traffic in 1931. All the pines in the park are younger than the bridge. 

And that means I have to give up my romantic idea that these pines trees were once standing next to the famous Arrowhead Inn of Washington Heights and saw celebrities, politicians, and the wealthy of the New York City riding uptown to dine. Sigh. 

But, I don't have to give up the romance completely. The seeds of pine trees typically scatter in a fairly close range to the parent tree, and it's likely this little stand of pine trees are descendants from ones who grew here during the hey-day of the Arrowhead Inn.

Sources are here.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Arrowhead Inn, 177th Street, Washington Heights

The pine trees surprised me in this little Manhattan park. Pines are not the typical trees in the city, and when I saw them in a park in Washington Heights, I wondered if Ben Riley saw them too, when he was here. Did the pines greet his visitors – the celebrities, the politicians, the wealthy crowd of a century ago – like they greeted me now?

Ben Riley was the reason I visited the park by the George Washington Bridge. I wanted to see the site of his once-famous Arrowhead Inn.

Pine trees between 177th-178th Street, west of Cabrini.

Pines live long lives, hundreds of years even, but on this plot of land, Ben Riley’s Arrowhead Inn was built and demolished in the early 1900's, apartment buildings were built and demolished, and the plot was eventually severed in half to make way for the ramps to and from the George Washington Bridge. Were the trees saved through all that? I like to think so, but I doubt it. I’ll return to the park to measure the pines and calculate their age and then we'll know for sure. 

But, for now, let's get back to the reason for the visit to the park.

Ben Riley's original Arrowhead Inn was in Saratoga, New York. There were five Arrowhead restaurants all, one after another, over the course of five decades, and his first place in Washington Heights was on Haven Avenue at 177th Street. 

The inn opened in 1908 on Haven, but Ben Riley advertised using the nearest major street, Fort Washington Avenue, which looked like this at the time:


The photo above, from around 1910, is of Fort Washington Avenue looking to the south. The Arrowhead Inn was two blocks to the right (west). The sign on the right of the photo, behind the lamppost, is a "for sale" sign, and I'm assuming it was for the plot of land there.

Ben Riley opened the inn in a house he leased from Benjamin Altman that was previously owned by William H. Guion, of the shipping line Guion and Company. Here's a photo of the house that served as the first Arrowhead Inn in Washington Heights, on a hill above the Hudson River.

Photo by Eleanor Booth Simmons. From the New York Public Library.

Single-family homes are long gone from the neighborhood now, and in place of the Guion house is this big apartment building, built in the 1920s:

Haven Avenue at 177th Street.
When Ben Riley opened the Arrowhead Inn, the subway (the line which is now the 1 train) was running several blocks to the east, and the neighborhood around the subway station was rapidly developing. But the area around Ben Riley’s place on the west side was still bucolic. His customers likely traveled by coach or motorcar, or by passenger train to the nearby railroad station along the Hudson at 177th Street, but unlikely by subway, to dine at the Arrowhead Inn on the long, leisurely dinners of that era.

Ben Riley’s specialty – frog legs – was all the rage at the time. He boasted that “more frogs’ legs were consumed at Arrowhead Inn than at any other place in America.” The New York Herald wrote that the Arrowhead served meals “different from that of any other suburban restaurant around New York” with “six huge charcoal fires flaming as they would in a blacksmith’s shop." That’s no surprise since Ben had a unique training in the restaurant business early on from George Crum in Saratoga. Crum was a part Native American and he worked as a scout for tourists before opening his own elite restaurant catering to the gambling and racing crowd in Saratoga. Ben Riley worked as a scout in Saratoga too, and later took over Crum's elite eatery before opening the original Arrowhead. Riley knew the appeal of a specialty menu and a destination off the beaten path, and he became a well-known restaurant man.

The business was in Ben’s blood even before he met George Crum. As a teenager, Ben worked in his father’s tavern, a place his grandfather established on land in Saratoga his great-grandfather was granted by King George III. 

The crowds came to the Arrowhead Inn in Washington Heights for five years, and when Ben Riley’s lease was up on the house in 1913, he decided to build a new and even better inn across the street. The owner of the old house, Benjamin Altman, intended to build an apartment building on the plot (the apartment building shown above), but that didn’t happen for another decade or so. In the meantime, the house was home to the cops of the neighborhood, and we’ll talk about that another time, but it’s interesting to note for now that the police were close by the inn and they were accommodated well.

The new Arrowhead Inn was “considerably larger than the old one and with more accommodations, including sunken gardens and a restaurant to seat about 1000.” The work started in December 1913 and the new inn was ready for business in the spring.

Postcard of the second Arrowhead Inn of Washington Heights, from my private collection.

One of the first events held at the new Arrowhead was a dinner for the local property owners. On April 30, 1914, the 400 guests didn't dine on frog legs, but they did have Saratoga chips, what we now call potato chips. George Crum, the man Riley worked for as a teen, claimed to be the inventor of the Saratoga chip, and Riley kept the item on his own menu. The banquet also included river trout, sweetmeats, grilled spring chicken, ice cream, cigars, and champagne.

Arrowhead Menu, April 30, 1914. From the New York Public Library.

Some of the topics of discussion among the property owners at the dinner were the five-cent subway fare and the plan to pump fresh water into the floating baths in the Hudson as the river water was polluted.

The movers and shakers also talked about the need for a subway to run up Central Park West to Washington Heights. That subway would eventually be built, and the 175th Street subway station of the A train would be just a few short blocks from the Arrowhead site, though the inn would be gone by then.

The coming of the desired subway line to the west side of Washington Heights meant that real estate speculation spiked. The properties of the country mansions were sold off in big lots to builders putting up large apartment houses. Ben Riley sold his block of land in a cash deal to builders in October 1923, and construction plans for building six-story apartment houses on the site were underway in 1924. Ben Riley opened a new Arrowhead Inn in Riverdale, Bronx.

Here's a photo taken of the Washington Heights Arrowhead Inn, from the corner of 177th and Northern Avenue (now Cabrini Blvd) just a few months before the block was sold to developers:

Arrowhead Inn, gelatin silver print. June 16, 1923. From the Collections of the Museum of the City of New York. 


And here is the same vantage point, 91 years later:
Image from Google.com.

The ground where the Arrowhead Inn stood for almost a decade as a destination for the upper-class became the foundation for an entire city block of apartment buildings, bordered by 177th, 178th, Haven Avenue, and Northern Avenue (now Cabrini Blvd).

"Plate 170, Part of Section 8" Lionel Pincus and Princess Firyal Map Division. 
From the New York Public Library Digital Collections. 1925. 

A few years later, the construction of the George Washington Bridge at 179th Street and the expansion of the highways along the river took more land. The apartment buildings that replaced the Arrowhead Inn are gone, as is half the plot. It was cut diagonally, with the road built on one side and the playground on the other.


Site of the Arrowhead Inn, now cut in half diagonally. 
Photo from 177th and Haven Avenue looking northeast.

The funny thing is, the part of the block that is left, where the little park and the pines trees are, is shaped a bit like an arrowhead.


Source: Google.com


Follow up to this post, with more information about the pine trees on the lot, is here.

Sources are found here.