? What's that all about? Seems weird to get hemmed in like that.
I think the problem was that one road is maintained by the county, the other by the state, and they didn't coordinate (despite the fact that they each posted road signs about their respective closures right next to each other!). It was initially supposed to be for the entire week, but people howled, even got a TV news crew to come out and report on it. The county contractor then decided to postpone the work until later, but it's not clear when that will be. Meanwhile, Gist Rd, which you came up and which is our best route, has been hard closed for 9 months but is supposed to open this coming weekend!
Wow! I knew Gist had been pretty destroyed, but didn't realize it was still out. You have really been pretty isolated. As someone who is at least somewhat familiar with Gist, it is hard to comprehend that a road like that is the "best route" to anywhere, but I know that in your case it is.
You didn't get to experience the other roads that come up here. If you had, you wouldn't just have to take my word that Gist is the best route.
Ha ha! When I lived in Menlo Park in the 1940's, the small 'mountain' communities of Los Altos and Los Gatos, not to mention all of the roads off Skyline Blvd, were mostly dirt roads. And during rainy weeks (months?) in the winter, it wasn't unusual to have to abandon your car, hike back up to Skyline, call a neighbor from the pay phone in a little tavern, and wait for him to come get you. The few residents of that area all had WWII jeeps.
Geez, Clark, you were only 8 years old in 1949. That's a lot of adventuring for such a young pup!
Well there used to be scout camps down the hill on the west side of Skyline (Camp Pomponio). My father helped out at some functions, and couldn't get out one year; had to hike out. My folks also had friends in Los Altos we used to visit. We'd park on pavement, and they'd come get us in the jeep, with me riding on the gas can. I loved it.
My parents were early members of the Sierra Club. And Frank and Josephine Duveneck
hosted Sunday parties for the group on their estate in Los Altos Hills. Very memorable, even for an 8-yr old.
Hmm. Are those the people that the Duveneck Windmill Pasture is named after?
I guess it is...according to this article
The Duvenecks were an amazing couple, judging from the number of people who would spend Sundays with them back in the late 1940's. I've always wanted to go back and spend a night at Josephine's Cabin
with Sari...shades of Finn simplicity!
Thanks for those interesting links, Clark!
Interesting to speculate what was going on in foggy Pescadero on the Pacific Ocean, that required a stagecoach line from San Jose in 1867!
People always like to go to the beach!
On the other side of the Bay: There's a trail in Joe Grant Park called the Hotel Trail. Seemed odd to me at first since there is no sign of any buildings there. But then I read that there was indeed a hotel there in the late 1800's because people used to take a stage then up to the Lick Observatory and the trip took two days!