The Ravine’s Storied History:
An “Enchanted Dell”

The Lenapes
called the ravine “Muksukemuk,” and the original Dutch settlers
of the area called it “Diepte Voll” (later shortened to “Depe
Voll”), which according to some accounts translates to “deep fall.” It
certainly an apt description of the waterfalls all along the ravine. The 1876
Bergen atlas noted it as “Cold Brook,” which it certainly is, especially
on hot summer days.The 1995 U.S. Geological Survey captioned it as “Deep
Brook.” To many Wyckoff residents,
it is simply known as “the ravine.”
A Favorite of Walkers and Joggers
Dutch settlers
arrived in northern New Jersey in larger numbers in the eighteenth century,
and the upper portion of the ravine at Grandview Avenue was the site of a mill
owned by the Blauvelt family. (There is the remnant of a stairway leading down
from Ravine Avenue into the ravine near the intersection of Ravine and Grandview.) In
1809, Ravine Avenue was constructed along the northerly end of the
ravine to link Grandview Avenue to Goffle Road. Now a favorite of
walkers, joggers and children who walk to school, Ravine Avenue between
Lafayette and Grandview avenues is an excellent vantage point from
which to enjoy the ravine and the woods still remaining.
In the later
part of the nineteenth century, Judge Preston Stevenson, a gentleman farmer,
took over the over portion of the ravine from descendants of the Blauvelt family.
His butter molds were imprinted with “Depe Voll” in honor
of the ravine.
Account of the Paterson Rambling Club, 1907
Because of its great beauty, this beautiful deep gorge was the site
of many excursions by naturalists-botanists and geologists-and hundreds
of students over the last century. Joseph Rydings, the leader of the
Paterson Rambling Club, reporting on one excursion around 1907, wrote, The Ramblers have known and visited [Deep Brook GIen]
for years, and its charms have been revealed at last to many
lovers of Nature outside the Rambling Club. Man may thirst
for fame, but Sylvan Nature is a shy, retiring maiden who
wants no intrusion on her solitude, and though the poet seems
to pity the flower that is born to blush unseen, the flower
itself may be supposed to rejoice in such a condition.
These thoughts occupied the mind of one of the Ramblers
last Sunday, as he wandered through the glen, bemoaning the
disappearance of the old woodland favorites, which Flora had
cherished and cultivated in this sequestered spot ever since
the Red Man dwelt within the grove. The wintergreen plant,
once so common here, is almost extinct. [Note: Wintergreen
was still to be found in the Ravine in as recently as the
1950s.]
[In the south] we ...passed through meadows watered by the
sprightly little Goffle Brook, until we came to the beginning
of the enchanted delI which goes by the name of Deep-Brook GIen.
Here the Ramblers were met by Mr. Van Blarcum, who welcomed
them and gave them full permission to wander over his own grounds….
In this way the Ramblers went on until the end of the ravine
was reached. Here the woodland path gives place to the public
highway [Grandview Avenue ].
Boy
Scout excursions have searched for—and found—arrowheads
in the ravine. For many long-time residents of Wyckoff, it was the
site where many summer afternoons were spent. After a heavy rain,
the sight and sound of the huge flood of water that runs through the
ravine is spectacular.
The ravine
is truly one of North Jersey’s greatest sites, rivaled only by Paterson’s
Great Falls, and it has brought both joy and awe to the faces of all
who seen it. We have squandered much of this natural wonder, which
is why, now more than ever, it is important to protect what remains
for future generations to enjoy.