07/29/2026
Before the bridge, there was a ferry, and this story starts earlier than almost anything else we've told you this month.
The first ferry crossing here dates to around 1731, run by a man named John Williams along the old Great Waggon Road. A few years later, Evan Watkins took over a crossing nearby, licensed by the Virginia House of Burgesses in 1744. His landing wasn't just a river crossing, it was the entrance to Braddock's Road, and in 1755, Washington and Braddock's forces crossed the Potomac right here on their way to Fort Duquesne. Before Williamsport had a name, this exact ground was already on the map of American history.
It wasn't always peaceful, either. In 1756, an officer serving under Washington was killed in a tavern fight on the Maryland side, after soldiers stationed across the river kept slipping over to drink. Washington was reportedly furious about it.
Ownership passed to Peter Light in 1795, then to Robert Lemen in 1854, who finally rigged a cable across the river so the crossing didn't depend on current and luck. In 1870, Lemen's daughter Eliza married Charles Ardinger of Williamsport, and the family ran the ferry from there.
Charles died in 1900. Eliza kept the ferry running by herself for eight more years, a widow operating a river crossing alone, until the new bridge opened in 1908 and put her out of business for good. She sued the bridge company for the income she lost. She died before the case ever made it to court.
Here's the part you can still see for yourself. On the West Virginia side, there's a marker for Watkins' Ferry, put up in 1967, standing in a small cluster with markers for the Gettysburg Campaign, Cushwa Basin, and the C&O Canal Aqueduct, all within easy walking distance of each other. On the Maryland side, the actual crossing point is now River Bottom Park.
Almost 180 years, several families, one crossing point that carried colonial travelers, Revolutionary War soldiers, Civil War armies, and everyday Williamsport residents back and forth across this river, long before a single car ever drove over it.
Next time you're at River Bottom Park, you're standing where this whole town used to cross.