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Out of Doors—California and Oregon
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    Out of Doors—California and Oregon - J. A. (Jackson Alpheus) Graves

    Project Gutenberg's Out of Doors—California and Oregon, by J. A. Graves

    This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net

    Title: Out of Doors—California and Oregon

    Author: J. A. Graves

    Release Date: March 8, 2004 [EBook #11517]

    Language: English

    *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK CALIFORNIA AND OREGON ***

    Produced by David A. Schwan

    Out of Doors

    California and Oregon

    By J. A. Graves

    Profusely Illustrated

    1912

    Contents

    A Motor Trip in San Diego's Back Country

    A Hunting Trip in the Long Ago

    Professor Lo, Philosopher

    A Great Day's Sport on Warner's Ranch

    Boyhood Days in Early California

    Last Quail Shoot of the Year 1911

    An Auto Trip Through the Sierras

    To the memory of my sons

    Selwyn Emmett Graves and Jackson A. Graves, Jr.

    Both of whom were nature lovers, this book is lovingly dedicated.

    Illustrations

    J. A. Graves Frontispiece

    Mount Pitt

    Cuyamaca Lake, Near Pine Hills

    El Cajon Valley, San Diego County, from Schumann-Heink Point, Grossmont

    In San Diego County

    San Diego Mountain Scene

    Fern Brake, Palomar Mountain

    The Margarita Ranch House

    San Diego and Coronado Islands from Grossmont

    Grade on Palomar Mountain

    Pelican Bay, Klamath Lake

    On Klamath River

    Klamath Lake and Link River

    Spring Creek

    Wood River, Oregon

    The Killican

    Williamson River

    Scorpion Harbor, Santa Cruz Island

    Smugglers' Cove, San Clemente Island

    Arch Rock, Santa Cruz Island

    Cueva Valdez, Santa Cruz Island

    Lily Rock, Idyllwild

    The Entrance and Mission Arches, Glenwood Mission Inn, Riverside

    Magnolia Avenue and Government Indian School, Riverside

    Hemet Valley from Foothills on the South

    Ferris Valley Grain Field

    Orange Groves Looking Southeast Across Hemet Valley, California

    View from Serra Memorial Cross, Huntington Drive, Rubuidoux Mountain,

         Riverside

    Some Barley

    Victoria Avenue, Riverside

    A Rocky Stream

    Fern Brakes Four Feet in Height at Fine Hills

    California White Oak

    Another View of Spring Creek

    Harvesting in San Joaquin Valley

    Nevada Falls from Glacier

    Nevada Falls, Close Range

    Point Upper Yosemite

    Yosemite Falls

    Cedar Creek at Fine Hills

    Scene Near Fine Hills Lodge

    A Motor Trip in San Diego's Back Country.

    Come, you men and women automobilists, get off the paved streets of Los Angeles and betake yourselves to the back country of San Diego county, where you can enjoy automobile life to the utmost during the summer. There drink in the pure air of the mountains, perfumed with the breath of pines and cedars, the wild lilacs, the sweet-pea vines, and a thousand aromatic shrubs and plants that render every hillside ever green from base to summit. Lay aside the follies of social conditions, and get back to nature, pure and unadorned, except with nature's charms and graces.

    To get in touch with these conditions, take your machines as best you can over any of the miserable roads, or rather apologies for roads, until you get out into the highway recently constructed from Basset to Pomona. Run into Pomona to Gary avenue, turn to the right and follow it to the Chino ranch; follow the winding roads, circling to the Chino hills, to Rincon, then on, over fairly good roads, to Corona. Pass through that city, then down the beautiful Temescal Canyon to Elsinore. Move on through Murrietta to Temecula.

    Three Routes.

    Beyond Temecula three routes are open to you. By one of them you keep to the left, over winding roads full of interest and beauty, through a great oak grove at the eastern base of Mt. Palomar. Still proceeding through a forest of scattering oaks, you presently reach Warner's ranch through a gate. Be sure and close all gates opened by you. Only vandals leave gates open when they should be closed.

    Warner's ranch is a vast meadow, mostly level, but sloping from northeast to southwest, with rolling hills and sunken valleys around its eastern edge. A chain of mountains, steep and timber laden, almost encircles the ranch. For a boundary mark on the northeastern side of the ranch, are steep, rocky and forbidding looking mountains. Beyond them, the desert. The ranch comprises some 57,000 acres, nearly all valley land. It is well watered, filled with lakes, springs, meadows and running streams, all draining to its lowest point, and forming the head waters of the San Luis Rey River.

    You follow the road by which you enter the ranch, to the left, and in a few miles' travel you bring up at Warner's Hot Springs, a resort famed for many years for the curative properties of its waters. The springs are now in charge of Mr. and Mrs. Stanford, and are kept in an admirable manner, considering all of the difficulties they labor under. The run from Los Angeles to the springs is about 140 miles, and can be made easily in a day. Once there, the choice of many interesting trips is open to you.

    Past Temecula.

    After leaving Temecula, another road much frequented by the autoists is the right hand road by the Red Mountain grade to Fallbrook, either to Del Mar, by way of Oceanside, or into the Escondido Valley by way of Bonsal, Vista and San Marcos. The third route, the center one between those I have described, leads to Pala. With a party of five in a six-cylinder Franklin car, I went over the latter route on April 20th, 1911. Every inch of the road was full of interest. We passed through Pala, with its ancient mission of that name, and its horde of Indian inhabitants. The children of the Indian school were having a recess, and they carried on just about in the same manner that so many pale-faced children would. Leaving Pala, we followed the main road along the left bank of the San Luis Rey River—where the San Diego Highway Commission is now doing work, which will, when finished, bring one to Warner's ranch by an easy grade—until we had gotten a few miles into the Pauma rancho. We crossed the Pauma Creek, and some distance beyond it we left the river to our right, turned sharply to the left, and ran up to the base of Smith's, or Palomar Mountain. Then came the grade up the mountain.

    If you are not stout-hearted, and haven't a powerful machine, avoid this beautiful drive. If you are not driving an air-cooled car, carry extra water with you. You will need it before you reach the top. The road is a narrow zigzag, making an ascent of 4000 feet in a distance of from ten to twelve miles of switch-backing around the face of a steep rock-ribbed mountain. To add to its difficulties, the turns are so short that a long car is compelled to back up to negotiate them. About an hour and a quarter is required to make the trip up the mountain. We did all of it on low gear. When the top is finally reached, the view of the surrounding country is simply beyond description.

    Belated Spring.

    The mountain oaks of great size and broad of bough, were not yet fully in leaf. Pines and cedars, and to my astonishment, many large sycamores, were mingled with the oaks. A gladsome crop of luscious grasses covered the earth. Shrubs and plants were bursting into bloom. As we moved on we saw several wild pigeons in graceful flight among the trees. After traveling the backbone of the mountain for some distance we came to a dimly marked trail, leading to the left. The Major Domo of our party said that this road led to Doane's Valley, and that we must go down it. It was a straight up and down road, with exceedingly abrupt pitches, in places damp and slippery, and covered with fallen leaves. At the bottom of the descent, which it would have been impossible to retrace, we came to a small stream. Directly in the only place where we could have crossed it a log stuck up, which rendered passage impossible. After a deal of prodding and hauling, we dislodged it and safely made the ford.

    Doane's Valley is one of those beauty spots which abound in the mountains of California. Its floor is a beautiful meadow, in which are innumerable springs. Surrounding this meadow is heavy timber, oaks, pines

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