Pennsylvania Canal (West Branch Division) - Locks

Locks

No. Lift Canal mile
(km)
Remarks
0
0.0 miles
0.0 km
Northumberland Canal Basin
13 7.75 feet (2.36 m) 0.6 miles (1.0 km)
14 5.94 feet (1.81 m) 6.5 miles (10.5 km)
15
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8.0 miles (12.9 km) Lewisburg Cut outlet
16
0
8.2 miles (13.2 km) Guard lock near Lewisburg Dam
17 6.12 feet (1.87 m) 10.2 miles (16.4 km) Milton including Limestone Run Aqueduct
18 5.2 feet (1.6 m) 14.6 miles (23.5 km) Watsontown
19 7.2 feet (2.2 m) 22 miles (35 km) Montgomery
20 5.4 feet (1.6 m) 22.9 miles (36.9 km) Muncy Dam Lock
21 5.5 feet (1.7 m) 24.0 miles (38.6 km)
22 5.5 feet (1.7 m) 26.2 miles (42.2 km) Muncy
23 6.5 feet (2.0 m) 28.8 miles (46.3 km) Wash Taylor's Locks
24 5.07 feet (1.55 m) 29 miles (47 km) Near Hall's Station
25 6.12 feet (1.87 m) 33.2 miles (53.4 km) Joe Phillips Lock
26 4.83 feet (1.47 m) 35.4 miles (57.0 km) Head of White Water
27 6.3 feet (1.9 m) 36.2 miles (58.3 km) Montoursville
28
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41.2 miles (66.3 km) East of Lycoming Creek aqueduct
29
?
50.2 miles (80.8 km) Near Thomas Smith tract
30
?
51.7 miles (83.2 km) Wild Man's Lock
31
?
53.9 miles (86.7 km) Larry's Creek
32
?
56.4 miles (90.8 km) Jersey Shore
33
0
66.4 miles (106.9 km) Guard lock below Lock Haven Dam
34
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68.4 miles (110.1 km) Lockport
0
73.4 miles (118.1 km) Terminus at Farrandsville

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