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Spirit Lake Beacon
Spirit Lake, Dickinson Co. Iowa
November 15, 1928

Muriel Zenor Writes of California Trip

Santa Cruz, Calif., October 19, 1928
Terril Dept. of Spirit Lake Beacon
Spirit Lake, Iowa

Dear Friends:
Before leaving Terril I promised some of my friends that I would try and write and article for the paper of our trip to California. I will endeavor to keep my promise and do the best I can.

Oct. 2nd - at 5:30 in the morning I left Terril in my Ford coupe for Spencer, where Miss Josephine Joynt of this place accompanied me on my trip.

We started out on highway 71 by the way of Storm Lake and on South thru the state. Everything went on very nicely until 5 pm., had a punctured tire. I walked a half a mile to call up the American Auto Association and they sent a man out in a very short time and repaired the tire.

After having driven all day we stopped over night at Braddyville, Iowa, which was a block and a half from the Missouri line.

Oct. 3rd - We got a real early start in the morning thru Missouri. Hadn't gone over the line far until we found the road getting rougher and ruttier and in the midst of this for excitement had a blow out. A man who happened to pass by helped us out of our difficulties. At a small town we stopped for gas. The service station man was an old man with long red whiskers and in conversation with him he asked us where we were going. We told him to California. He just shook his head and said nothing. We realized immediately that he would have to be shown if we ever saw, California.

At 4 p.m we arrived in Kansas City, just at the heavy traffic time, as all the schools were dismissing for the day. Altho it was our first experience in traffic driving, we got along fine.

Oct. 4 - As the state of Oklahoma was next in line, it's beginning to get quite warm and so dry and dusty. In different stopping places we heard so many people complaining of it being so dry, everything needed rain so badly and it certainly looked like it. Just before arriving at Tulsa, we were held up by a terrible electrical storm, followed with a downpour of rain. After the rain it was much cooler and much more pleasant to travel.

Oct. 5th- Around Weatherford the roads were very rough and rutty. It didn't look very prosperous over the country, their buildings look so dilapidated and everything else run down in general. This part of the county is in the heart of the cotton district, which is the crop of this state. The Negroes were busy working in the fields in all of this hot weather, where a northern person couldn't hardly exist.

We pulled in early this evening, so as to have our car greased, oiled and the brakes tightened up so we'd have everything in readiness the next day.

Oct. 6- Started out at 5:30 in the morning over into Texas. The soil here I nothing but sand and it certainly was hot. While speeding alone rapidly we stopped very suddenly. Another puncture caused by running a nail in the tire. An old Mexican patched it up in fine shape. We pulled in for the night around 4:30 p.m. as we were so tired, but in the morning, never would have known that we had driven a mile.

Oct. 7th - At Amarillo we have put up at our first tourist camp, and everything was nice and clean. There was quite a crowd in here. We met people from Charles City, Iowa. They were headed for Arizona.

Oct. 8th - Now traveling on into New Mexico, we found the road full of large rocks and holes. A person couldn't make much headway in a day over such highways, as you would have to take it slow and easy.

We climbed mountains for the first time today.

In a small town gang of horse traders were held up and on ahead we noticed the sign "Toll bridge," We paid $1.00 to cross an old rickety bridge, but the horse traders were trying to dispose of some of their horses to cut down their toll.

Traveling on into Arizona, it was so hot we quit driving at 4:45 p.m. and stopped for the night at Winslow and while here we had the car oiled, greased, etc. so as to get an early start in the morning.

Oct. 9th - The farther we went the worse the roads were. They were of a wash board type and our Ford never missed a bump.

In traveling in this desert country we would go a 75 mile stretch and never see a living thing. Just a road behind you and a road in front of you as far as eyes can see. One day we ran into a sandstorm, had to leave the lights on so no one would run into us, or we run into some one.

Oct. 10th - Just before starting up the Yute chain of mountains, we noticed a sign "Last Chance for Water, do not waste it."

We got everything in readiness and so proceeded on our way. After going up a steady incline for 8 miles and a decline of 12 miles we had no brakes left, so was held up 2 hours, getting these brakes relined. This mountain climbing is a thriller for sure.

Oct. 11- Tonight we landed at Kingman, which is about 60 miles from California line. We stayed at a hotel as the tourist camps are not very clean unless you happen to strike a good one. It's so hot and dusty and we got so tired driving all day, would be glad to stop at a hotel and rest up. We were so tanned , looked more like Indians than a white person.

Oct. 12 - As we arrived at Barstow, Calif., our luggage had to be inspected. They try to keep out diseased fruit, thru this inspection method. We also received a permit to drive our car in the State of California, until January 1st on Iowa numbers.

Oct. 12- Today while going over some mountains at San Bernardino, got into a big snowstorm, 4 to6 inches of snow fell. We were so cool we were almost frozen.

Oct 13th - Stopped over night at Orange and started out early the next morning at 1 p.m. pop went another tire. It soon was replaced with a new one. We went thru Los Angeles, how? Well, we hardly know.

Anyway, we took the highways and byways and every other way and it took us two hours to get thru and for once our car did not give us any trouble.

Oct. 14th - We arrived at Santa Cruz at 1:30 p.m. and are nicely located at 50- 2nd street, Beach Hill, Calif. Will be glad to see or hear from any of our friends at any time.
Respectfully,
MURIEL ZENOR

[transcribed by C.J.L., September 2009]


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