Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Making a living in the desert....

The Desert Queen Ranch

In 1917, William Keys got a mine and ranch in exchange for unpaid wages in what is now Joshua Tree National Park in California.


A year later, Mr Keys rode to San Bernadino, some 100 km away, to get some distraction. There he met Frances Lawton, a girl from a prosperous and educated family. They married and she followed him into the loneliness of his 160 acre dessert ranch. A trip to town required two days by horse drawn wagon.

Bill and Frances had five children, who were raised on the ranch. They even built their own school for them (at that time, the state of California had to provide a teacher if there were at least 5 children.....). They built water reservoirs, kept the mine running, planted an orchard, raised cattle, chicken and rabbits, had honey bees and finally even built cabins like the one above to cater for the few first tourists

Even in 1943 this was rough country and in a fight about the access rights to one of his mines, Bill Keys shot his neighbor Worth Bagley. He was 62 then. He went to jail for 5 years before he was pardoned.

Frances Keys died in 1963, Bill in 1969, when he was 89 years old. They are burried on their former ranch

Since the place was so remote, the Key family never threw away anything - you never knew when you would need it again. And the stuff is still there

www.nps.gov/jotr

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

The california dream

a jungle of orders, permits, prohibitions.... in a country so proud of its freedom

private property (a deserted beach at big sur coast)


signs at the access of one La Jolla's famous beaches pool rules (Shoshone natural hot spring pool)

private entrance way (La Jolla)

Kit Carson Pass, Sierra Nevada

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Advertising .....

the californian way...

Bridgeport
Shoshone
Amboy
Bridgeport
San Francisco
Shoshone

A country at war ......

A country full of victims....Coulterville, California, 16.3.2008

Already in 1968, Edward Abbey made an interesting comparison. In "Desert solitaire" he wrote: "like some twentieth century Americans, the Anasazi lived under a cloud of fear". The Anasazi were indian tribes, who built their pueblo villages in fortress like positions in cliffs in the sandstone. Already at this time, american people lived in fear. Why this fear? Fear of the unknown outside the fortress? Because a government tells them constantly that they live in danger? Why? To make the role of a government more important, necessary? To justify unjustifyable measures?

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Want to see your favorite place being flooded....

by an artificial lake, surrounded by a motorway or dwarfed by a power transmission line of 1500 km's long....

FIGHT FOR IT!

www.patagoniasinrepresas.cl

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Remains of a gloomy past.... (Annals of justice? (1)


Prison in Valparaiso, Chile, changed into a cultural park, february 2008

Reminders of the great days of railroading.... (1)

Disused station, Valdivia, Chile, 2008
One of the three sleepy trains from Temuco to Victoria, Temuco, Chile 2008
Engine shed, Temuco, Chile, 2008
Abandoned steam engines, Rio Gallegos, Argentina, 2008
Railroad repair shop, Rio Gallegos, Argentina

"Hierro negro que duerme, fierro negro que gime
por cada poco un grito de desconsolacion
Las cenizas ardidas sobre la tierra triste,
los caldos en que el bronce derritio su dolor
Aves de que lejano pais desventurado
grannaron en la noche dolorosa y sin fin?
Y el grito se me crispo como un nervio enroscado
o como la cuerda rota de un violin.
Cada maquina tiene una pupila abierta
para mirarme a mi
En las paredes cuelgan las interrogaciones,
florece en las bigornias el alma de los bronces
y hay un temblor de pasos en los cuartos desiertos.
Y entre la noche negra - desesperadas- corren
y sollozan las almas de los obreros muertos."
Pablo Neruda