This is a story about the natural beauty, long-standing abuse, natural resilience, and the possibility, even likelihood, of the redemption and restoration of Five Mile Creek, located in the Black Warrior River Watershed just north of Birmingham.
I recently had the fascinating pleasure of paddling a stretch of Five Mile Creek that ends at the confluence with the Locust Fork River. I was graciously invited by Beth Maynor Young, conservation photographer extraordinaire, to join her and a few excellent paddle-mates on an exploration of this long-abused but struggling to recover waterway. We met our friendly and enthusiastic outfitters, Charles and Mike from Five Mile Creek Canoe & Co. in Brookside (www.canoe5mile.com), and we were on our way.
Our fellow explorers included Hunter Nichols, an Auburn University undergraduate and talented multimedia artist in his own right, James Lowery, a dedicated conservationist with a penchant for geology who serves on the boards of three Alabama conservation organizations, and Cindy Lowry, Executive Director of the Alabama Rivers Alliance, an organization dedicated to the restoration and protection of Alabama’s bountiful heritage of flowing water. Cindy was my canoe-mate, and she deftly dodged and deflected the various obstacles I steered us into.
Visually, I found two things striking, and they are captured in the accompanying photos.


On a larger landscape scale, it looked and felt like we were deep in the woods. The banks were thick and green with trees and shrubs, no buildings to be seen anywhere. And aside from crossing under power lines and occasionally hearing traffic, it felt, sounded, and looked quiet, scenic and natural.
Looking a little closer, the river shows signs of distress and abuse. The river bottom, which in its natural state should be rocky, is covered with gravel and sand washed into the river somewhere upstream. Rocks do jut up from the bottom, and we had to watch out and steer around them when we saw riffles in the flowing water. Only some of the rocks weren’t rocks at all. They were tires: car tires, truck tires, tractor tires. TIres, tires, tires. I’ve never seen so many tires in a nice looking stream from a canoe. (And I know that a lot of tires have already been removed!)
There was also trash in the river and on the banks: bottles, cups, cans, styrofoam bits, basketballs, soccer balls, balls of uncertain purpose, even a fully inflated raft lodged in a tangle of fallen trees. Some of the nice looking green shrubs were privet, a not so nice invasive species that out-competes native plants, reduces habitat, and weakens the local ecosystem.
Five Mile Creek also bears the scars and shadows from decades of industrial pollution that earned it the name “Creosote Creek,” and from past and present impact from acid mine drainage and stormwater runoff from streets and rooftops and yards that adds nutrients, toxics, pathogens, and sediment to the river.
“The purpose of the Five Mile Creek Greenway Partnership is to promote and facilitate coordinated and cohesive planning, development, and maintenance of a network of greenways, parks, trails and points of interest along the Five Mile Creek Corridor.”
See you on the river!

