The tidal canal was meant to be important, and there was much angst in its making. The canal crossed a peninsula and turned Alameda into the Island City. By the time it was finished, it wasn’t needed but was still hotly desired. Today it’s just there.

The canal was a key part of Oakland’s great harbor project, as envisioned in the government plan of 1874. Sometimes it was even called the most important part. But pinchpenny Congresses, year after year, never gave the harbor project enough money to work most effectively. The first phase, dredging Oakland harbor, was the messiest part, and newly deposited mud had to be cleaned up each time the interrupted job resumed.

Work didn’t start on the tidal canal until 1889, and the digging stopped in 1891 with the trench half done. The state of the ground had changed the priorities.

When the work first began, the plan was that dredging a deep shipping channel from the Bay to the Oakland landing would be a simple matter of shoveling up mud, and the training walls in the outer harbor would guide the tides so as to sweep the channel clean after that. Borings indicated that the mud gave way to clean sand deeper down.

The initial dredging went well: suction dredges lifted the mud and piped it onto the nearby marsh, making instant land. But as digging progressed, the deeper sand turned out to be nearly hard as rock. Suddenly, everything got more expensive as an entirely different set of dredging machines was needed.

A geologist today could have predicted that, knowing the recent history of the land and its structure. The sand was the same windblown dune sand that underlies downtown and west Oakland, the Merritt Sand; in fact it extends across the Bay and across San Francisco and into the Pacific. And all of it was exposed to the air when it was laid down, at the height of the last ice age before about 20,000 years ago when sea level was hundreds of feet lower than today. It developed soil and supported vegetation, and it developed a layer of hardpan beneath the surface as mineral deposits consolidated the sediment grains.

The federal money, little as it was, could only support the most crucial parts of the project, and those centered on deepening the outer harbor and the shipping channel. Oakland and the government engineers agreed that bringing serious cargo ships into port was a matter of regional importance. As the years went by and ships grew larger, the channel was repeatedly deepened to 20 feet and beyond. (We keep deepening the channels today.)

So as of 1892, work on the tidal canal once again was at the bottom of the to-do list; dredging the main channel to 20 feet, extending the training walls, and digging more channels in the eastern Estuary had priority. The map at the time looked like this:

And Congress cut back again, awarding no money at all in fiscal years 1893-94 and 1895-96 and just $20,000 in 1896-97. In all fairness, this was during the Panic of 1893, the worst depression in the nation’s history. There was money enough for absolute necessities, but no way to pull together enough to finish the canal. Moreover the job would be expensive, involving more sandy hardpan plus water leakage from Sausal Creek.

Alamedans grew frustrated, and Oakland’s leaders said they sympathized, but the engineers were in charge. Alameda had its own special problem. Although shipbuilders were bringing productive industry to Alameda’s north shore, the city had made a bet that the sewer system it was building would drain eastward, into the canal, instead of the Bay at the west end. The idea was to protect the city’s popular beaches. Whenever sewage drifted into the stagnant stub of the canal under the Park Street drawbridge, the people all complained. “Its odors are very likely to being disease unless purified,” the papers opined. The government engineer reported that Alameda’s sewer had “created an immense cesspool, produced horrible stenches, and the people of Alameda have been clamoring to Congress ever since to complete the tidal canal.”

Yet in season the papers reported that fishing from the bridge was popular: smelt, herring, salmon, flounder, even an octopus. (Without ships crossing beneath it, the drawbridge was not operated for several years and later had to be repaired.)

In October of 1895 Colonel George Mendell, the managing engineer since 1874, retired and his understudy Colonel Charles R. Suter took over. He looked at the whole project, noted that the newly deepened channels were no longer silting up, and decided that the canal not only wasn’t really needed, but might sweep in mud from San Leandro Bay and be a bad idea. He formalized that opinion in July 1896 by dropping the canal from his proposed budget to fit the Congressional money limit, and consternation erupted in Alameda. Again and again city leaders demanded the canal be finished as Congress intended, and each time Suter told them he agreed, but unfortunately nothing would happen without funding.

A stalemate ensued and went on for years. It fell to the state’s senators and local House members to push for harbor money, and each year they lost out in the annual rivers and harbors bill. Meanwhile Fruitvale, not yet part of Oakland, formed two sewage districts and found itself in the same boat as Alameda without a canal for their outfalls. At some point, people stopped talking about the final bit of the 1874 plan: damming the mouth of San Leandro Bay to allow its high-tide water to flush through the canal — the whole reason it was called a tidal canal in the first place. Sewage and ship traffic had become its raisons d’ètre.

In 1899, the main harbor work finished and funding arrived for the canal. By that time geology had struck again. Some trenching had been done in 1892 at the east end of the canal route by a suction dredge in San Leandro Bay, but Sausal Creek had filled it with sand and gravel during the intervening rainy seasons. That had to be mucked out again. To keep the creek off limits, it was temporarily diverted in a stout culvert of creosoted pilings and redwood planks running along the northern edge of the canal route. Even so, water leakage made trouble as the digging on land resumed and drawbridges were built at the High Street and Fruitvale Avenue crossings. The railroad was persuaded to switch another crossing to Fruitvale Avenue, making things simpler (the route is now Alameda Avenue).

The bridges and the canal were finished in 1902; the last piece of dirt separating the waters of San Antonio Creek and San Leandro Bay was scooped by a steam shovel on August 7th, and the Oakland Enquirer reported that “Alameda is consequently now an island.” A floating dredge finished the job over the next few months.

Alameda celebrated in high style during its annual Water Carnival that September. The Enquirer reported, “Alameda’s much-heralded carnival opened last night in a blaze of glory, even the dense fog that had prevailed all day lifting its pall that the Encinal City — which is an encinal city no longer — might shine. For thirty years Alameda has wanted to be an island and the carnival marks the culmination of her hopes. And many thousands attended. Imperious Oakland was there in force, classic Berkeley condescended to patronize the newly-made island, bizarre San Francisco sent several ferry loads, while San Leandro and Haywards also came to share a taste of Alameda’s hospitality on the banks of the tidal canal.” The festivities included a children’s festival and a yacht procession, all with fireworks.

Unlike the 1892 festivities for the Park Street bridge, where Oakland and Alameda toasted their close ties, the newly christened Island City did it alone. From the media coverage of those years, I sense beneath the harrumphs and huzzahs that Alameda was good and ready to take up life behind a moat.

A decade afterward, the map looked like this:

After thirty years of planning, funding, tears and sweat, the great harbor project ended by transforming this part of two cities. The geology of Oakland, and failure to understand what it meant, had made everything harder.

Today the canal persists while all around it has changed. It appears to have made no hydrological difference to the harbor.

All three proud steel bridges have been replaced and the railroad has abandoned its crossing. The sewer system no longer vomits raw effluent into the nearest part of the Bay. Sausal Creek was returned to its old route and no longer sends waves of sand and gravel each winter — maybe it’s just biding its time. Industry has come and much of it has gone. Shipping traffic has subsided to the passage of pleasure craft. Life goes on, and people still fish from the canal’s riprap shore.

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