Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1919-12-07
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and make iegible notes OF the Journey
while going "full speed ahead" over
rough mountain roads--a test or riding
quality il ever there was one.
After oil and fuel FOR the car. came
the question Of oil and fuel for the
men: this was disposed OF thru the
medium OF an all-night restaurant
where they drew great bowls of steam
ing coffee and thanked them with plat
ters Of crisp ham and" and the inev-
liable stack of wheats." A sleepy
policeman viewed with some suspicion
the heavily clothed drivers. with
thoughts Of insecure country banks
evidently in mind. but soon directed
his attention to something OF greater
Importance, q huge piece Of apple pie
which was consumed with audible
sounds of Satisfaction
OFF At 6:0 A. N.
At S.: 80 to the minute, the clerk at
TIC Hotel Maryland, where the break
right, stamped his time clock on the
paper that was to act as our credential
for the day. simultaneously q boot
heel pressed the starter, the engine
turned, gears were let i'm and the day
tegan AS we left the city streets
and swung out Foot Hill boulevard. an
civil, low flying. brushed our Windshield
I.
Moravia hove in sight and beyond, the
giant wooden frame of a great rock
crusher showed against the tightening
sky.
Then came the dry bed OF the San
Gabriel bleached white and staring.
Then Azusa and due east through the
orange groves with fruit half ripened
on the trees and the Sierra Madres In
the background. An avenue thanked
with palms and eucalyptus brought us
into Glendora with her orange and
lay San Dimas Wash fertile evil
dence of what irrigation has done to
cevelop a land Of plenty.
To the north up against the horizon
Old Badly stands guard, ten thousand
feet above, and as we sweep through
Claremont, the morning sun is radiant
at the top of Cucamonga and rose like
ball of molten gold behind San ia
,, cinto, a hundred miles away. Gray
back is dead ahead and the mountains
are reckoning on all sides. Here we
pass great wineries set in the midst
Of their vineyards like grim ghosts OF
| g. day when it was lawful to press the
, juice from the grape to make light the
| heart of mankind.
HISTORIC COUNTRY
| Great rows Of closely knit cypress
stand high about the orange groves
We passed San Bernardino ahead Of
| schedule and bore to the northwest
| through the Canyon pass. The road
! winds and turns, and signs read at
miles: sound horn on all curves" There
| is little travel and we push on pas
Cosy Dells, the forest rangers quar-.
tiers and reach Cajon station where W,
see the first snow on the mountains
| This Is historic country and. marked
AZ their junction by monument, wint
and cross the old Santa Fe and Sal
! Lake Pioneer trails, mute witnesses
tf the piercing of q great country will
early arteries of trade and travel.
/ A stop for a picture is made and W,
leave paved road and enter a land al
strewn with oddly shaped cactus, gaun
| Joshua trees" standing guard owe
arid wastes. We are skirting the Mo
| jave desert where in days gone by mel
| fought for the last drop of brackisl
water which now, through the servic,
of the automobile has lost it's terro
/ and which must some day, yield to maj
ard, through irrigation, blossom int
fertile valleys.
l am. making notes in the back o
the car as we pass the roads that ar
q part of the Pheonix-Los Angele
road race, making almost as grea
speed as those racing cars, yet takinl
the rough roads comfortably and with
out road shock because of the new typ
of spring which is part of the nev
plan of Overland manufacture and tina
seems to me almost uncanny in it
residence and comfort. We shall hav,
g good chance to test tilose spring
on the rougher roads ahead, and / an
eager for the trials.
RICH MINE FOR MOVIES
We are following the direct route
into the mountains and after we pas
Hesperia, it is truly desert country
IL is a photographers paradise, an
Fowler unlimbers his appaatus wit
grunts of professional approval. Her
the movie people have found a min
of rich material, and we almost get
shot at stray coyote who lopes acros
the trail and sinks into the sag
brush. Fowler has decided to sta
here the rest of his life taking picture
and it looks as though our schedule 1
doomed! We get good pictures of tn
cry bed of the Mojave river, which af
ter the first winter rains will chang
to a raging torrent ,ribboned witt
treacherous quicksands. We speed ov
.er DRY Lake" natural phenomen
now dry and smooth as ballroom
floor, and photograph it from Dea
Mans Point which looms ahead.
stop is made at Rabbit Springs to TAX
en- water to prepare for Cashingberr
grade, the down fall of many an earl
motorist. So steep is the grade that 1
wagon days, there were ''snubbin
posts" at the head to let down tn
heavy loads. Here we meet with on
first ground snow" and Fowler in
sists on picture in which SNOWFALL
play an important part.
Leaving Bald INOcks at the top G
the Cashingberry We drop into Cactu
Flats and begin to pick up the cautio
signs of Johnson's grade. Coming OF
the grade We find the valley rich |
hig pines and stretched before us LAX
Baldwin.
WATER FOWL PARADISE
Here are signs of activity; hunter
and dogs and guns are in evidence
This country is surely a paradise 70
water fowl and as we skirt the lax
H. Is dotted with birds. Thousands q
4 6alinule, or mud hens make thei