I’m thinking that “Historic Photo Fridays” might be a good idea…
A few years ago I watched the movie Jarhead and while I’m sure there was drama and suspense, the thing I remember most was the waiting. Soldiers preparing and waiting. Training and waiting. Anticipating and waiting while nothing happened.
Here is a synopsis of the movie
Jarhead (the self-imposed moniker of the Marines) follows Swoff (Gyllenhaal) from a sobering stint in boot camp to active duty, where he sports a sniper rifle through Middle East deserts that provide no cover from the heat or Iraqi soldiers. Swoff and his fellow Marines sustain themselves with sardonic humanity and wicked comedy on blazing desert fields in a country they don’t understand against an enemy they can’t see for a cause they don’t fully grasp.
which doesn’t really give you a feel for that whole waiting thing, but offers a great segue into another good point. Often soldiers are trained to fight whatever. You know, “the enemy”.
Several months ago I began a series of posts about the murder of an early Humboldt settler, James Casebeer
But it was as I was working on the fourth post that I realized I’d forgotten something. I’d gotten so caught up in the drama of the lynchings of the murder suspects that I’d forgotten Casebeer entirely.
It was then that I decided to back up and more thoroughly examine the bigger picture. Who were ALL the people sharing the Northcoast during those early years?
And the renegades with little regard for human decency here
But the naïve gold miners also needed to be considered… here
There were also the soldiers , sent to Northern California to protect the settlers during the “Indian wars”.
James Brown was a soldier stationed here in 1862 & 1863. He kept a diary of his experiences, which provides rare details about his journey to Fort Humboldt and his experiences with the other soldiers, the community and the natives he came to “hunt”.
The Mill Yard will be moving from Hwy 101 between Eureka and Arcata to their new building in the Arcata Industrial Park, but it is only one of many changes that have happened in that area over the years…
I realized last night that it might be time to warn new visitors that if they are looking for linear content on this blog, they’d best look elsewhere. My vocation is project management, where everything needs to be organized and run in straight lines. This, on the other hand, is a hobby. I get distracted, leave topics in the middle, find new sources at random times and insert tangential facts. Those with a low tolerance for such things likely don’t come back. To all you others, I am glad to have you here.
I recently received a transcript of a diary written by a young man named James Brown (no relation to the other, more infamous James Brown) who served in the military during the 1860s.
The more “innocent” Brown’s entries are from 1862. He describes his journey to our rugged and isolated North Coast and his experiences while stationed here during the beginnings of the civil war (which became the height of our “Indian Wars”).
It was an excerpt of the following entry he wrote while at Fort Humboldt (which was located above the Bayshore Mall in Eureka) that grabbed my attention and prompted my request for the entire document.
May 9, 1862: On guard. 40 or 50 Squaws and children brought in by the Calvary. Poor miserable half naked half starved wretches. The sight was sickening.
Yesterday a friend and I made the trip to Ferndale to take a tour through Fern Cottage.
“Fern Cottage is the 30-room home of pioneers Joseph and Zipporah Russ, built for their growing family in 1866. Architect/Builder George Fairfield designed Fern Cottage for the cattle-ranching family and it was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1988. Nearly all of the furniture and furnishings in Fern Cottage are original, so visitors will see it much as it was in the 1870s when the family lived there.
Located three miles west of Ferndale, Fern Cottage sits on 1,600 acres, surrounded by pastoral fields.
Public Tours are available Wed – Sun Memorial Day Weekend through August 31 from 11am to 4pm. “
There is a great video about the cottage and some Russ family history HERE
Of course, the video doesn’t address rumors that early in the settlement period, Joseph Russ kept an Indian girl as a mistress and had a child by her. The narrator doesn’t talk about Russ’s missing ear–and tell me whether it was damaged because a bull bit it, or because, when Joseph Russ grew tired of his Native concubine and tried to drive her and their child away, she attacked him and bit part of his ear off.
It also doesn’t contain any interviews with a Russ descendant I met once in Ferndale who said, “Oh yes, Gus-Joe Russ’s Indian child. We know about him. Some family members tracked the family down once, but they didn’t want to have anything to do with us. Said they were happy with life and didn’t need any of the Russes from Humboldt County…”
I must admit all of that is simply gossip, rumor. But Gus Russ did exist (I found him the Mendocino Census). And apparently Joseph Russ was missing part of his ear…
So yesterday someone I was talking to kinda dissed (said less than pleasant things about) some of Google’s applications, but you gotta admit Google Earth‘s “street view”, which provided the photo below, can be very cool !
So I liked this drawing as much for the land marks behind it as anything else.
That is obviously suppose to be Table Bluff on the left and there are two little houses/structures on the peninsula on the right…
Oh, and it looks like that tug boat is actually pulling the little ship behind it out of the bay.
Ok, kinda random, but when I don’t have time to write, I figure I can at least dig up and post old photos/drawings.
Because we’ve had some fun focusing on landmarks that have disappeared, such as the Stump House on South Broadway in Eureka, I thought I would post the photo of another long-gone structure.
I know there’s got to be info about the Yacht Club in at least one of my books on Humboldt history, but, of course, I can’t find anything now. And an internet search also gives me nothing…
Because today is my birthday, I am chosing not to focus on the other events that happened on the Island, but please know they have not been forgotten. And never should be.
I believe those are chickens on the road behind the men. Better than the pigs in Blue Lake, I guess…
The sign on the left says “Eureka Fish Market”.
We’re looking uphill, so I’m guessing away from the bay… I don’t recognize any of the buildings, but it is not impossible that one or two still exist… If anyone makes their way to Old Town and recognizes anything from the photo, please let me know.