The Wissahickon was a working road before it was a park, and its inns were the valley's front rooms — places to eat, to water a horse, to sleep above the water. Seven of them stand in this collection.
Five are gone: burned, torn down, or faded into the woods. Two still stand. Valley Green stands at its bend of the creek, serving meals as it has for two hundred years. Wissahickon Hall stands too — no longer an inn, and shut, but standing. Each name below opens that inn's own room — its story told from the record, with its photographs, its keepers, and what is left of it today.