So true Dave. Riparian corridors are the first places, after local parks that the camper crowd hit. I wish I had a solution. But how do we separate the unfortunate ones that deserve help and compassion from those that treat our streams as toilets . Talking to Stream Keepers , it's not going away-- its getting worse. But the effort that the HBKCS has made on this little creek has spread through out the province, as you know. Imagine what it would have been like if CR had been allowed to just culvert the whole creek as they first intended. One of these days, I would like to sit down with you over a coffee ( or something more substantial) and tell you about sitting in the library at Above Tide with The Magistrate and a bunch of UBC students including myself,. And us getting into a discussion on why "bait" was unnecessary and harmful to the angling ethics of the day and into the future.
It's a dark and stormy night so I thought I'd post the story of my relationship with Haig-Brown's Kingfisher Creek. I wrote this 20 years ago so things have changed somewhat.
In 1963, Roderick Haig-Brown lived across the road from Kingfisher Creek. It had not yet had it’s name changed to Haig-Brown’s Kingfisher Creek, but he, pipe in hand, had often observed it, delighting in the life the tiny trickle sustained.
By then, he was undoubtedly aware of its history. The creek had once run through his property, long before he came there. It had meandered downstream, turning to parallel the Campbell River, before finally finding its entrance to the larger flow. In the very year of his birth, 1908, loggers had pushed a railway into the Campbell River valley. During that construction they changed the course of the creek, moving it further from its original path and pointing it towards what is now the intersection of the Island Highway and Willow St.
Despite all this, a few coho found it again. They followed it back to the safety of the wetland, known as Peases’ Swamp, then pushed upstream seeking the tiny gravel patches where they would spawn.
In 1923, the first road was punched up the valley, and again the creek was re-routed. Later developments saw more of the East Branch lost to culverts and fragmentation. The West Branch suffered also, but because most of it flowed through the property across from his home, Roderick mused that it might be brought back. Nobody can know when the idea first struck him, but he became determined to release the creek from its culverts and tunnels. He envisioned the two branches running free from their headwaters to the culvert under Campbell River Rd, then turning in the old channel to cross the property of his neighbor.
There, combined, they could enter the Campbell.
Van Egan, friend and neighbor of Haig-Brown; “I think he shared this idea with Dennis Pease in 1974. I didn’t hear of it until later, when meetings began to be held.”
The first minor setback occurred when the neighbor nixed the idea of having the creek flow through his property. After all, this was the same creek which contributed to the chronic flooding problems suffered by the people and businesses located on the floodplain around that area.
He wanted nothing of it.
Quickly enough, Haig-Brown allowed how it would be fine to have the creek run through his property to the Campbell, thus clearing the first hurdle. Soon the main players had been contacted and initial planning was undertaken. Requiring the co-operation of Federal Fisheries, the Department of Highways, the School District and Provincial and Municipal authorities, the initial plan to relocate the creek seemed a “Go”.
Inexplicably, Federal Fisheries then backed out, and by the end of 1975 the project sat in a file folder. Sadly, Haig-Brown passed away in 1976, his dream unfulfilled.
Fortunately, his idea did not die with him.
In 1979, Bob Hurst, the new local SEP Community Advisor, discovered the plan for Kingfisher Creek. He read the folder on the Haig-Brown proposal, liked it, and contacted a few of the names he gleaned from the file.
Soon, people like John Grant, Bill Husband, Kevin Storrie, Dave Brown, Van and Maxine Egan, Jay Stewart, Tony Sarich and others realized that some form of organized effort might best facilitate Haig-Brown’s plan, and in 1980 the Haig-Brown Kingfisher Creek Society was formed.
Says Van Egan; “After the Society was formed we were able to establish what we wanted to accomplish and how to achieve it. At first, we wanted to purchase the Pease Swamp property, but we couldn’t afford it. There was a lot of letter writing, telephone calls and much support, but eventually the property came into the hands of Barrie Brown, a local land developer. In 1981, we commissioned a
Conceptual Plan for a scaled down project that would divert only the West Branch. In 1984, eight years after Rod died, we were able to do the West Branch diversion through a new channel excavated on the Haig-Brown property. To our great glee and surprise, coho found their way into and up the new channel that first fall”.
By spring of 1985, the progeny from the spawn of the previous fall were swarming in the creek. Nature is not always benevolent however, and the summer of 1985 proved to be long and hot, the first of three such summers in a row. Drought-like conditions prevailed and the creek ceased to flow, its waters diminished by evaporation and lack of replenishment. Soon, only a few pools remained, each the refuge for hundreds of coho fry.
Van Egan: “Maxine made a small net from a pair of stockings and an old frame. She dragged me out to the creek and we netted hundreds of fry from the remaining pools. We took them down to the Campbell and let them go. I’m not sure that was the right thing to do, but we had no choice. I wonder if we didn’t lose part of that run as they may have imprinted on the Campbell instead of the creek”.
The fall of 1985 arrived with its rains, and again coho found the new creek. 1986 seemed a repeat of the year before, as a long hot summer prevailed and the creek nearly dried again. Van and Maxine kept a close eye on it, net close at hand and ready. Somehow, during each following year a few juveniles survived to become smolts and migrated out. And every fall brought a few adults back to spawn.
Over ten years later, in 1997, on a frosty frozen February day, Ken Enns, Rory Glennie, George Vardey and this writer walked the course of the East Branch of the creek from where it entered the Campbell upstream. Ken remarked on how easy it was to follow. At every manhole cover, you could hear it, burbling along underground. At the few places it was above ground, it was frozen and easy to walk on. We followed it to where it first enters the culverts at the end of Willow St. after curving down the ravine from the golf course area, its headwaters.
“Right here is where I see the water being diverted,” Ken said. “It would be good water still. Cutthroat live above here, and coho fry have been found. If this water were diverted into the wetland through a new channel, maybe the system would be better. The new highway bypass will be going right through here so this is the time to act.”
His companions asked a few questions and pondered the idea. George, a biologist by trade, asked about the property adjoining the Haig-Brown area. “Would the landowner be interested in having a creek run through what would someday be a housing development.”
“We’ll have to ask him,” Ken replied.
Fortunately, Barrie Brown liked the idea and without hesitation gave his permission to build a new East Branch channel along the edge of his property.
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