Tuesday, May 2, 2017

A Hundred Years Ago at the North Dock

With the new attention to North Bay and its potential development as a conservation and recreation area, there is renewed interest in the history of North Bay, Hudson's other bay. As a contribution to that history, Gossips shares this item, discovered in the Hudson Evening Register for Saturday, April 28, 1917. 

The baptisms, which involved full immersion in the river, were to happen the next day, Sunday, at the North Dock, performed by Rev. Silas J. Harper. The church for which Harper was the pastor was not identified in the article announcing the event.


  1. When the HRRR came through county Fisher folk were promised "unfettered" access. Now the city has reneged.

    Why would a city council reduce county access in favor of increasing access for outsiders?

    Are they not co-opting resident's rights in favor of non-residents who might have infinite ocean access in their home state.

    1. How, exactly, is "access" fettered now?

    2. Fences now block the path that Everett Back once walked.

      Fettered by fences.

    3. I understand that you're not actually talking about access to the water, which is now unfettered at the shantytown boat launch, but "reduced access" to what used to be your shack!

      These are not quite the same things, are they.

    4. Fences not shacks, fences. And the elimination of 150 years of goodwill.

    5. Fences not shacks, fences. And the elimination of 150 years of goodwill that fishing brought to n dock.

    6. I've already launched my boat from the shantytown launch (and I don't mean the railroad-owned ramp next to the tracks).

      Mayor Hamilton restored unfettered access last year, just as she said she would.

      I regularly express my gratitude for her decision. I can only recommend that others do the same.

    7. From the NOR: When the legal question is simply public rights to canoe and fish on the river and
      along its banks, on a river that is usable for such activities, determining public or private
      ownership of the bed and banks is typically not important, because such rivers are typically navigable for Commerce Clause purposes anyway. Consequently, there is a public easement under federal law to use the bed and banks for such activities, “regardless of who owns the riverbed,” as discussed earlier. This public easement “supersedes any claim of private ownership.” Private ownership of riverbeds is “a bare technical title, always subject to public
      rights to use the stream,” as discussed earlier.

    8. You implied that a City-owned fence is blocking access.

      I've used the boat launch since last summer.

      A fence is not blocking your access.

    9. You couldn't be more incorrect. The northern end is completely blocked by snow fence.

      The only way to get there now is by boat. Mr Nack (and others) regularly walked past that point down into the bay.

      I'm sending you a picture taken this past Sunday.

    10. You were speaking as if there was no access at all. Anyone would think that's what you meant.

      The snow fence at the north end of the small parking lot prevents people from going beneath the shacks. I know that you know there are liability issues with the shacks.

      But for goodness sake, only 150 feet away in the same parking lot there's a suitable, wide public boat ramp.

      You refuse to acknowledge this. Why?

    11. Oh to live on the sunny side of Warren, where one just walks down to shore and casts a line.

      Many people once fished the open water on the other side of the city fence.

      Five years ago there were 25 tin boats floating, now only three. If there's room for a hundred, why are there fewer now? Shouldn't the number have increased?

      It's not just about high tide kayak access down at shanty town.

  2. The Reverend Silas J. Harper, born c. 1875, is listed at 43 Chapel Street in the City of Hudson Directory for the year 1918.

    He soon move to Utica, where he founded the St. Paul's Baptist Church in 1922.

  3. Walk one hundred yards past the city fence at dead low, turn around and look upland, observe the most amazing place in town.