Creek-Stomping Through History at Fishing Creek Nature Preserve

When Was the Last Time You Forded a Creek?

A scenic view of Fishing Creek with a small waterfall and a dirt road winding beside it, surrounded by lush greenery.
Fishing Creek Road crossing the creek it takes its name from.

If youโ€™ve ever dreamed of stepping into the video game Oregon Trail and wading across a mountain stream, hereโ€™s your chance. Tucked away in southern Lancaster Countyโ€™s river hills lies Lancaster Conservancy’s 170-acre Fishing Creek Nature Preserveโ€”one of the few places in the region where the only way forward is through the water. In fact, the route crosses the cool, clear waters of Fishing Creek not once, not twice, but three times. Itโ€™s the perfect summertime adventureโ€”shoes off, pant legs rolled up, and childhood wonder restored.

Better yet, you donโ€™t have to be on foot to ford the creek. Fishing Creek Road winds its way through the preserve and drives straight across the stream at three separate points, offering a rare chance to channel your inner pioneer.

A concrete ford crossing over a shallow stream in a wooded area, with lush greenery surrounding the water and a dirt road in the background.
Just deep enough to get your shoes wet.

The preserveโ€™s namesake, Fishing Creek, is a designated high-quality cold-water fishery and one of the last remaining habitats for wild trout in Lancaster County. Its cold, schist-lined waters carve through hemlock (Pennsylvaniaโ€™s state tree) dominated forested ravines, creating gravel bars and rocky shoals that support a surprising diversity of aquatic life. Along the shady, looping trails and rugged dirt road, visitors will find bursts of wildflowers, towering hardwoods, and perhaps even a great blue heron stalking the creekโ€™s edge.

But beneath this tranquil beauty lies a powerful history.

Fishing Creek Road, which cuts through the preserve, was once a route on the Underground Railroad. So close to the Mason-Dixon Line, this forested hollow was a corridor for freedom seekers fleeing slavery in the South. Just beyond the preserveโ€™s entrance, the roadโ€™s three crossings of Fishing Creek offered more than scenic varietyโ€”they helped cover the tracks of those in flight. Scent-hunting dogs lost the trail where water washed away evidence, giving desperate travelers a crucial advantage.

Topographic map highlighting Fishing Creek and surrounding area, including Fern Glen Road and the creek's path through the landscape.
LiDAR of the former African American schoolhouse along Fishing Creek Road.

Near the intersection of Fern Glen Drive and Fishing Creek Road stood a small African American schoolhouse (39.796083, -76.252333), now overgrown by dense foliage, its stone steps barely visible in the underbrush. In the 1800s, free Black familiesโ€”farmers, laborers, and tradespeopleโ€”settled in this rural area, and their children would have attended the school. A nearby ferry, operated by a free Black man whose name has been lost to history, once carried these familiesโ€”and many fleeing bondageโ€”across the Susquehanna River into safety.

History runs even deeper here, back to the days when Drumore Township was famous not for creeks or forests, but for crafting the tools that helped shape America. In the early 1700s, Scotch-Irish settlers brought with them blacksmithing traditions that soon gave rise to the legendary โ€œDrumore Sickle.โ€ These locally crafted blades were so well-made and affordable that they outcompeted English imports, becoming essential implements on farms across the region.

Sickle-making families like the Longs and Neels turned their forges into thriving cottage industries. Along Fishing Creek, water-powered mills once buzzed with activity. One of the last sickle makers, James Buchanan Long, continued the family craft into the late 1800s, before industrialized farming tools finally replaced the humble scythe and sickle.

A traditional sickle lying on a wooden surface, showcasing its curved metal blade and wooden handle.
Stamped I. Long sickle made in Drumore Township. ๐Ÿ“ธ: Scott Long.

Today, the only sounds youโ€™ll hear in the preserve are wind in the trees, the burble of water over rocks, and maybe even the clip-clop of horseback riders. But look closely, and you might glimpse the outlines of historyโ€”carved into stone steps, whispered in creek crossings, and echoed in the quiet forest that has sheltered generations of struggle, work, and freedom.

A close-up view of a small waterfall cascading over a stone ledge into a clear creek, surrounded by greenery and forest.
Fording Fishing Creek.

Planning Your Visit

Fishing Creek Nature Preserve is open year-round for hiking, creek-stomping, fishing, and archery hunting (in season). Parking and the trailhead can be found here: 39.809694, -76.243444. Fishing Creek Road fords the stream three timesโ€”offering a unique driving experienceโ€”but use caution. Attempting to drive through the creek during or after heavy rains can be dangerous.


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One thought on “Creek-Stomping Through History at Fishing Creek Nature Preserve

  1. I thoroughly enjoyed this article! I wonder if the Friends of Fishing Creek still do presentations like I saw there was on July 2024 at Drumore Mill?

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