Features – NevadaGram from the Nevada Travel Network http://nevadagram.com Telling Nevada's story 365, 24/7 Wed, 04 Apr 2018 19:23:40 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.9.5 Northern Nevada Arts & Artists http://nevadagram.com/northern-nevada-arts-artists-april-2018/ http://nevadagram.com/northern-nevada-arts-artists-april-2018/#respond Tue, 27 Mar 2018 15:23:20 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?p=32617 Artsy-Fartsy Gallery in Carson City Nevada

Here's what is going on in some of our Northern Nevada Cities in April

Carson City
Carson City has a very positive arts community with many summertime events and art galleries as well as the Carson City Museum. Next month we will  look at the art culture of Carson City.

In the meantime, check out an artist reception at one of my favorite Carson City art galleries, Artsy Fartsy.

“Join Artsy Fartsy Art Gallery as we celebrate the artwork of local artist Jason Clark. The acrylic pour technique he uses, is both playful and vibrant with color. Finished with handmade custom frames. Each piece is an original and signed by the artist. Drop by Artsy Fartsy Art Gallery on April 26th from 4-7 pm and meet Jason in person. Enjoy a complimentary glass of wine and some light appetizers, while view his series entitled 'Reborn'".

Ely welcomes back so-called “Wally’s World: The Loneliest Art Collection in Nevada,” Wally Cuchine is a rural art collector and former Ely resident who lives in Eureka where he recently retired as impresario of the Eureka Opera House. His collection is to say the least extensive and has always, brought a crowd to the Ely Art Bank. This is an event sponsored by the Ely Renaissance Society.

The Churchill Arts Council is in their 32nd Annual Arts Event Season. Kat Edmonson will be performing Saturday, April 21.

“In little more than a decade, Kat Edmonson has emerged as one of the most distinctive performers in contemporary American music. The Texas native forged her sound performing in small rooms and clubs, then touring worldwide and performing with the likes of Lyle Lovett, Chris Isaak, Jamie Cullum and Gary Clark Jr.

Her newest album Old Fashioned Gal, is coming out April 27 and this will be the second show of the Old Fashioned Gal Spring 2018 tour.”

Reno is busy reinventing its Arts and Culture community and finding an eager audience ready to be entertained and delighted. Bruka Theater, RenoOne of my main interests is the theater and Reno has a lot of theater indeed. Reno Little Theater has been entertaining audiences since 1935 and this year offers a full season of exciting shows. Add to that Bruka Theater in the heart of downtown, Good Luck Macbeth Theater Company in the heart of Midtown, University of Nevada Theater, Truckee Meadows Community College Theater Company, as well as strong high school theater.

A couple of plays caught my attention for the month of April in Reno:

Bruka Theater and Good Luck Macbeth are joining forces to produce Hedwig and the Angry Inch on April 20.

Reno Little Theater presents Brews, Brats & Ballet

“We are welcoming back the Sierra Nevada Ballet for their annual event: Brews, Brats & Ballet. A celebration of new choreography modeled after Sacramento Ballet’s highly successful tradition of Beer and Ballet. Enjoy tasty bratwursts and sip on select microbrews while you take in the latest choreographed pieces from SNB. Features brand new short choreographed works by local and out of state dance artists. Audience members will have the opportunity to hear about the creative process that each individual choreographic artist practices and then be entertained by the dancers of Sierra Nevada Ballet as they perform each new choreographic work.”

Reno Little Theater“This year Brews and Brats will be sold à la carte and are not included in the admission price. Tickets to the event are $25 General Admission.”
To go along with the theater there is plenty of visual arts in the city with many small art galleries, the museum of art, public art on just about every corner downtown. With the full backing of the Reno city government and the Reno mayor Hillary Schieve Reno is poised to be a heavy hitter in the ever-expanding art and culture community. There is a lot to do and to see in Reno for the art enthusiast, and I'll cover it all right here. Please leave your suggestions and recommendations in the Comment box below.

The Generator, Sparks NevadaSparks has a very interesting makers space that offers classes and workshops that will help you to gain the skills to create your own art, from drawing to metal work and almost everything in between. The Generator is located at 1240 Icehouse Ave.

Here are a few workshops this month at the Generator:

  • Basic Stage Combat and Swordsmanship on April 1st
  • Let's Make a Monster! : Hand Sewing Class April 7th
  • Introduction to Notching Pipe & Tubing April 14th
  • Introduction to Bending Pipe & Tubing April 14th

In the months to come we will be looking at Street and public art, the rise of Burning Man and its influence on art in Nevada, how the destruction of the old motels on Reno's west side may be making way for more space to create a larger art community here, and much more.

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Skiing in Nevada – Miracle March? March Madness? http://nevadagram.com/the-april-ski-report-march-madness/ http://nevadagram.com/the-april-ski-report-march-madness/#respond Sun, 25 Mar 2018 20:57:45 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?p=32552

by Curtis Fong “The Guy From Tahoe”

Miracle March? March Madness? These were terms that locals used this past month when the Storm Door finally opened and Mother Nature brought winter back to Lake Tahoe and northern Nevada… Gotta hand it to Punxsutawney Phil!

And, as I write on this first full day of Spring, a Winter Storm Warning is posted with the caveat that this system includes an Atmospheric River (i.e. Pineapple Express to bring much needed rain to our valleys and snow at higher elevations).  How much more snow will we get before the end of the month?  Stay tuned, as it’s not over until it’s over or until the Fat Skis sing!

March came in like a Lion and over five days from February 28 to March 4, the National Weather Service out of Sacramento posted these snow totals on their FaceBook page:

Snow TotalsThe storm had subsided as well as the winds and resorts were trying their best to mitigate avalanche danger on their slopes, clear parking lots and prep lifts to open…  There were unbelievable lines waiting for lifts to open and once opened, almost despicable powder skiing frenzies were happening. The saying is “No Friends on a Powder Day”.  But, it doesn’t mean blatant disregard for common courtesy or for safety; or being outright rude to others.  I was amazed, disappointed and out right embarrassed to see this kind of behavior from the powder hungry hounds racing to the lift maze, pushing, shoving, squeezing to get in line.  All so one can claim first chair or first 20 chairs. First run down this run or that run; bragging rights, Go Pro Videos to prove it and all the other reasons to fight for powder turns… Granted, there have been very few fresh deep powder days offered up this year and maybe the pent up frustration of doing so showed its ugliness after this storm.

On March 2, there was an inbound avalanche at Squaw where some skiers were caught, but all were found and dug out safely. The next day, a similar avalanche occurred at Mammoth catching several skiers, but all were found safe. Back Country Avalanche Warnings were posted and thank goodness, I didn’t hear of anyone getting caught, injured or needing to be rescued.  There were a bunch of stupid idiots that ducked ropes or skied out of bounds that got in trouble and needed search & rescue teams to come save them.  Is it the powder hound mentality that skiers & snowboarder think it’s okay for them to ski out of bounds without regards their own safety and the safety of others that may have to rescue them? Not sure what is driving this mentality on powder days, other than ego, and don’t see this changing.

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After the storm and snow had settled, on March 6, I met up with a friend at Alpine Meadows and was treated to great winter snow conditions. We skied several runs off the Summit Six Lift and it was fun to ski some steeps and fast groomers.  For the first time this season and maybe for the past two year, was able to ski their backside runs off their Sherwood Chair:

Curtis and Lesa at Alpine MeadowsBy afternoon the sun and warm temperatures started to affect the snow surface on the backside, but I had enough wax on my skis to keep ’em sliding downhill.

Heavenly Mountain Resort – Nevada side was my next ski day and couldn’t believe everything was open… most of open glades & trees, North Bowl, Milky Way Bowl and Mott & Killebrew Canyons. Snow surface again was perfect for cruising and carving turns.

March 12 skiing Heavenly with the clouds covering the Lake below.

The next major system came in March 13-17 and that 5-day series of storms produced more accumulation… These are storm totals that were reported to me from resorts that were included in my Lake Tahoe Mountain Resort Report, dated March 17, 2018, to which was posted daily on my BikeandSkiTahoe.com website:


24 Hour Storm Totals

Kirkwood: 28” 71”

Sierra at Tahoe: 35” 104”

Heavenly: 17”                63”

Mt. Rose Ski Tahoe: 41-47” 53-61”

Northstar: 21-26” 71”

Homewood: 17-39” 58-97”

Squaw Valley: 30-41” 73-95”

Alpine Meadows: 34-42” 88-99”


Most of the March Madness came from frustrated locals and visitors as chain controls closed highways due to blizzard conditions and avalanche controls… were posted over these periods… Schools had snow day closures, meetings cancelled, social functions & evening programs postponed, etc… The fact of the matter is, both Caltrans and NDOT do their best to plow the highways, but when it comes in like a Lion, it’s very difficult to keep up with… And, County or local jurisdiction plows can’t keep up with it as well, as they attempted to plow neighborhoods and subdivision roadways… But, we all made it, despite the runs at the grocery store to stock up with food and alcohol, err… bottled water, etc. as we have come accustomed to in preparation to hunker down and try not to go anywhere until it’s over…

Heavenly Valley Lake TahoeWith a break between storms, I was fortunate to get up to Heavenly on my birthday, March 18, and enjoyed a BLUE-TI-FUL day on the mountain… And, yes there were definitely lines to board lifts and lots of folks enjoying the fresh snow and sunshine.

Easter Sunday is traditionally the cut off of the ski season and with it coming early on April 1, the remaining of the ski season will be in question… Some resorts will stay open till April 8, to accommodate Spring/Easter break families; some have already announced closing April 15; And, some others may extend past this date… And very few resorts will remain open after April 22.  Look for some fun events celebrating spring on the mountains… Costume days, Retro Ski Fashions & Vintage equipment days, endurance competitions and fun events like the Dummy Downhill and Pond Skimming Contests are also a big hit…  Resorts continue to get creative in attempting to offer another reasons why you should continue to ski past Easter Sunday.

Sierra-at-Tahoe Resort West BowlThe real factor in extending the season comes down to weather… If it continues to snow and enthusiasm for skiing stays strong, resorts will consider staying open… If the weather turns to spring or nice with blue skies & warm temps… lots of other outdoor activities come into play… golfing, rafting, fishing, hiking, bicycling, children sports activities – base ball, soccer, etc. all compete with time, expense and travel for skiing… And with the thousands of season pass holders, the ones that want to extend the season, resorts have to think twice about staying open serving pass holders that don’t spend additional money on rentals, lessons, food & beverage, etc., or just turning off the lifts…

One resort that normally extends the season up to and sometime past Memorial Day is Squaw Valley and there is a big event coming to Squaw this April.  The U.S. Ski & Snowboard Hall of Fame Induction and related activities will be hosted at Squaw, April 12-15.  This event attracts everyone from honored members to industry leaders, legendary members, athletes, industry innovators and more… anyone who is anyone in the ski industry will show up for this event…

I have been associated with the Pioneers of Freestyle Family since 2011. I was not a freestyle skier, but was a former photographer and announcer of freestyle events in the mid 70’s and in the 90’s.  I had also produced the Coors Light Freestyle Bump Series at Sierra at Tahoe in the mid-late 90’s and have associated with the freestyle skiers of 70’s ever since the beginning.

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For the past 8 years, I have assisted the U.S. Ski & Snowboard Hall of Fame by participating in their nominating and voting committee to get Freestyle & Free Ski /Extreme Skiers inducted into the Hall of Fame.  Glen Plake, Daron Rhalves, Scot Schmidt, Chris Davenport, Wayne Wong, John “JC” Clendenin, Bob Salerno, Genia Fuller, Marion & Ellen Post to name a few have recently been inducted.

This year, Airborne Eddie Ferguson and Herman Gollner of freestyle competition fame of the 70’s; as well as the late, Steve McKinney who was instrumental in creating and promoting Speed Skiing; Plus, Tahoe local, Shaun Palmer, pioneer of snowboarding, and others will be recognized for their accomplishments and contributions to the sport of skiing or snowboarding and will be Inducted as honored members of the U.S. Ski & Snowboard Hall of Fame.  The Induction Dinner is slated for the evening of April 14 at the Resort at Squaw Creek and will be emceed by Olympic Gold Medalists, Jonny Moseley.

Anyone can attend and there are opportunities to meet, celebrate and ski with a variety of the “Who’s Who” in the ski Industry…  I will be attending with my Pioneer of Freestyle Family and look forward to seeing and skiing with you as well…

I will be hanging up the skis after this event and turning my attention to other outdoor activities and especially bicycling… Bicycling has become a huge component in Nevada tourism marketing and as a member of the local organizing committee for the Amgen Tour of California; Event Director of Bike the West; Founder Father of the Alta Alpina Cycling Club; Charter Member & VP of the Lake Tahoe Bicycle Coalition; TAMBA & Muscle Power Member, and more… I will be covering road biking and mountain biking activities, events, fun rides, bicycle related opportunities, information updates including bicycle advocacy and more.

Time to pump-up my tires and see you down the road!

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First Tracks with Curtis Fong http://nevadagram.com/features-2/first-tracks-curtis-fong/ Thu, 01 Mar 2018 18:43:50 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=30409 Tahoe Adventure Guide Curtis Fong

Curtis Fong

Tour Nevada's Snow with Ski Guide Curtis Fong

Curtis Fong is a member of the Nevada Broadcasters Hall of Fame, the US Ski & Snowboard Hall of Fame and the International Skiing Heritage Association. He is Vice President of Programs in the West Region of the North American Snowsports Journalists Association and recently received the NASJA Mitch Kaplan Award for Excellence in Snowsports Coverage. For 25 years he has broadcast on radio and television with his “The Guy From Tahoe” Mountain Resort Reports on KTHO Radio AM590/96.1FM and on his BikeandSkiTahoe.com website. He has hosted the morning television “Mountain Resort Report” and produced “What’s Up Tahoe” and writes a weekly ski column in the Tahoe Daily Tribune.


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Skiing in Nevada : A Ruby Mountains Heli-Experience http://nevadagram.com/skiing-nevada-ruby-mountains-heli-experience/ http://nevadagram.com/skiing-nevada-ruby-mountains-heli-experience/#respond Wed, 28 Feb 2018 18:28:55 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?p=31746 Heli Skiing in the Ruby Mountains

Heli Ski the Rubies
Ruby Mountain Heli-Experience is celebrating its 41st year of operation and the horizon continues to look brighter than ever. Joe Royer had a vision in the early 1970’s while traveling back and forth between his home in San Francisco and where he spent winters as a ski patroller at Snowbird, Utah — he saw that the Ruby Mountains would be a great location for back country skiing and powder turns.

The Ruby Mountains were named in the mid-1800’s when the U.S. Army assisted early pioneers in finding routes to California. Soldiers began panning for gold in the range’s streambeds and found garnets, which they mistook for rubies.

This past summer I traveled the back roads from the Highway 50 corridor to Ruby Lake and on to Elko by way of the range and realized that not only early pioneers and settlers, but also the Pony Express and Overland Stage that used these primitive roads heading north and south but always westward to the gold fields in California and the silver mines in the Comstock a decade later.

Ruby Mountain summits near ElkoThe Ruby Mountain Range is 90 miles long and 10-12 miles wide and is located south and east of Elko, Nevada. You can see this range while driving I-80. There are ten peaks above 11,000 feet, including the 11,387 foot Ruby Dome. There are also more than two dozen alpine lakes in this range offering endless outdoor adventures. And, especially helicopter serviced skiing and snowboarding.

Ruby Mountain Heli-Skiing opened in 1977 and is going stronger than ever in 2018. When the worldwide web came into being Joe was quick to reserve the domain name helicopterskiing.com. His long-term success is reflected in the luxurious new base camp, the Ruby 360 Lodge in Lamoille.

The Lodge is located 10 minutes from Lamoille at 7,000 feet and offers a 360 degree, panoramic view of the Great Basin and the Ruby Mountains. The lodge is 10,000 square feet with spacious and comfortable great room, immaculate commercial kitchen and group dining room, run by Joe’s wife and partner, Francy Royer. It has a full service bar for guests featuring a great selection of beer, wine and aged Ruby 360 Barrel Whiskey. There are ten large comfortable bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.

Ruby 360 LodgeThe Royers sell out their availabilities each year with repeating groups of enthused outdoor adventurists. They have identified more than 400 routes to descend, with new lines that haven’t been skied yet. And each year, depending on conditions, serves up more lines to discover.

I have been fortunate to fly and ski with the Utah Powder Birds out of Alta, Utah and also fly with Zermatt Heli Service in Switzerland and there’s nothing like this experience. First off, I love flying in helicopters. They are so nimble and can maneuver to land and take off from just about anywhere. The thrill of being dropped off on a 30 foot-wide mountain top with 2000+ vertical feet snowfields on either side and waiting with anticipation for the guide to make his decision and communicate with the pilot on what side we should ski.

Game to Go?

There are still spots available to ski this winter, as their season is usually about 75 days from end of January to (depending on conditions) the beginning of April. For booking a seat for you and your friends, here is the pricing  and here are the dates and number of seats remaining on their winter calendar.

Experienced guides and avalanche awareness practices are the key to your safety while skiing backcountry this way. Priority number 1 is Safety! Every skier is required to go through a professional training session to learn all aspects of skiing backcountry snow, including use of avalanche transceivers. Each guest is also issued an airbag pack complete with avalanche probe & shovel to wear while skiing. All of the guides are required to have Level 3 Avalanche certification from either the American Institute for Avalanche Research and Education (AIARE) or the American Avalanche Institute (AAI). Everyone also has to weigh in, so they can calculate and coordinate passengers when boarding the helicopter, making sure they are not over loaded in any way and to assure top performance of the helicopter at altitude.

Ten years ago, my buddy Dan Giesin — former 40 year Editor of the Sporting Green in the San Francisco Chronicle — and I, got an assignment from Nevada Magazine to produce an article with photos about the operation. Back then I was producing and hosting the “Apres Ski Show” on K-MTN TV at South Lake Tahoe, and producing the Mountain Resort Report on KRLT Radio. I wanted to shoot video of this experience for a television segment and this was a dream come true.

At that time the base camp was at the splendid Red's Ranch property an the Royers were serving a group that traditionally booked their first week, so while they boarded the helicopter we were driven to another landing site at the base of the canyon. While waiting for the Helicopter, we completed our training with the guides and as we waited Joe said, “See that horse trailer over there”? “That’s where we keep our fuel.”

"Why?" I asked.

“Because people out here don’t shoot at horse trailers!”

helicopter pilot's view of th RubiesThe helicopter took the first group of four guests with a guide, dropping them at the top of a peak and then, while they skied down the mountainside in virgin powder, flew down to pick us up. After flying us up and dropping us on the mountain top, the pilot flew back down to pick up the first group, and so it went. This was an E Ticket ride as Joe and his pilot and our guide wanted to do a survey of some of the routes off different peaks so they could get a line up of what surfaces looked filled in and were in good shape for skiing.

I remember the guide telling us what line he was going to ski and indicating a stop point at the bottom and with specific instructions to ski to the right of his line only… As he skied down below us, my heart was beating faster with excitement and hoping that I don’t blow this and do cartwheels down this face… I dropped and remember making the first 3 turns and feeling the skis slide through the snow as the powder flowed over my boot tops and up and over my knees, feeling each turn and flowing in rhythm, attempting to keep the same radius turns as the guide, and, also trying to remember to breathe…

Helicopter skiing is almost a religious experience — I was chanting “OMG” with every turn — more like an out-of-body experience, because I could imagine myself making each turn like being in a slow motion segment of a Warren Miller movie. RIP Warren Miller!

Experienced guides test the snow in the RubiesWe were picked up at the bottom and carried back up to another peak where the first group had been dropped. We skied about a third of way down to where the skiers and guides had gathered. The guides were digging a pit, exposing the layers of snow to determine its stability of snow and threat of avalanche. These were pros were alert to every detail, making sure the snow was stabile and not going to slide. We were instructed to stand on the downside of trees, just in case…

The entire group skied down to the valley below and helicopter came down and landed with lunch: gourmet sandwiches, hot soup and even cookies. It was an unforgettable picnic, in a beautiful location surrounded by towering peaks with no civilization in sight.

Speaking of food… OMG! Francy Royer is the Queen of the kitchen, offering unsurpassed cuisine and service for all their guests and the Ruby 360 Lodge is now available as an event venue for weddings, parties, retreats and other occasions complete with catering.

[caption id="attachment_31873" align="alignright" width="188"]Francy Royer Francy Royer[/caption]The helicopter picked up the first group for another drop, then came back to pick us up for one more run and Joe was able to shoot some video of us skiing that eventually made the segment on my television show. My photo of Joe skiing made it into Dan's Nevada Magazine article.

On days when wind and weather may prohibit the helicopters from flying, they still guarantee vertical descents with their snow cat service.

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Another unique experience that is now offered is staying in one of their two fully equipped backcountry yurts that can be rented. The Conrad Creek Yurt located in an aspen forest at 7,000 feet, is vehicle accessible and can be rented year round.

Their Ruby High Yurt is located at 9,700 feet on top of Conrad Creek ridge winter lodging packages that include helicopter or snow cat transport and guided skiing for the duration of your trip.

Ruby Mountain Heli-Ski is now Ruby Mountain Heli-Experience offering not only heli-skiing complete with gear and training, but also magnificent year-round lodging, gourmet dining, back country yurt excursions and more. It's a truly incredible experience.

There are still spots available to ski this winter, as their season is usually about 75 days from end of January to (depending on conditions) the beginning of April. For booking a seat for you and your friends, here is the pricing and here are the dates and number of seats remaining on their winter calendar.

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Jackrabbits in Winter http://nevadagram.com/features-2/jackrabbits-in-winter/ Fri, 19 Jan 2018 15:16:15 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=30378 Jackrabbit in Winter

by Larry Hyslop

I was walking my dogs along a snow-covered dirt road, bundled up since the temperature was in the teens. A black-tailed jackrabbit emerged from the base of a large sagebrush to sprint down the road. My rat terrier took off in pursuit but soon gave up, having learned long ago it has no chance of catching a jackrabbit. My Jack Russell, nicknamed Tubby, merely watched the chase before walking over to smell around the sagebrush.

Winter Jack Rabbit

I walked over and knelt beside the sagebrush. Removing my glove, I felt the matted, dry leaves inside this jackrabbit’s scrape where its last bit of warmth remained.

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Jackrabbits in winter cold always make me wonder how they survive living among sagebrush. I have heard people say they just go into their burrow, but the black-tail jackrabbits are not rabbits, but hares. As such, they do not dig underground burrows. Nor do they use other animals’ burrows.

About their only form of protection against winter cold are their scrapes they form at the base of shrubs. These cup-shaped indentations offer protection from winter winds. They are barely large enough for jackrabbits, so they create warm microclimates for those frigid nights and days, when not feeding. They do not hibernate since sagebrush offers a constant winter food supply. Sagebrush is a great shrub for winter wildlife since it retains its leaves over winter.

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Jackrabbits’ extremely large ears, about a third of their body length, are usually thought to help them hear but these long appendages also help regulate their body temperature. The ears are rich with blood vessels and in summer heat, these blood vessels expand. Spread ears and summer breezes cool the blood. During winter, these ears are held against the body and their blood vessels constrict so they lose less heat to the cold air.

Jack Rabbit Tracks in snowThey are always vigilant for predators, since they are the principal prey of golden eagles, along with being an important food source for coyotes, ravens, owls and hawks.

When predators approach, jackrabbits duck down to hide, slowing their heartbeat. If predators approach too near, something like myself and my dogs, their heartbeat speeds up to three times the normal rate, pumping oxygen-rich blood to their muscles. They then run away at speeds up to 50 mph, and few dogs can catch them. They also run in a zigzag pattern to confuse predators, and perform high leaps, up to 15 feet in length.

My rat terrier can about stay even with a jackrabbit dumb enough to run down a road, but as soon as the jackrabbit veers into the brush and starts zigzagging it is all over. This jackrabbit is probably crouched down somewhere nearby and will soon return to its warm scrape.

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The Helping Spirit at Wabuska Nevada http://nevadagram.com/features-2/the-helping-spirit-at-wabuska-nevada/ Fri, 19 Jan 2018 14:22:57 +0000 http://nevadatravel.net/travelgram/wp/?page_id=19024 Wabuska Nevada

by Eddie Ann Miller

"Wabuska" is the Washoe Indian word for "White Grass". The natives appropriately named this area for the chalky white alkali soil, which dusts everything, including grasses that grow near the hot springs. According to local Indians, the mineral rich, red hills which overlook Wabuska, provided the dye for the red paint used by Wavoka in his Ghost Dance, which he introduced around 1889.

Already established by the time of the Ghost Dance, the Wabuska Bar in Wabuska, Nevada was built in 1881 by Edward Lovejoy. Edward was the son of Elijah Lovejoy, a famous abolitionist and newspaper editor, who was killed by a pro-slavery mob in Alton Illinois in 1837. The elder Lovejoy is considered to be the first martyr of the free press.

Edward was an infant at the time, and was whisked away by his fleeing mother, as the story goes. Thus began a saga which eventually took Edward by ship around Cape Horn, to San Francisco and the California mining towns, to Virginia City, and eventually to Wabuska, Nevada.

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Wabuska, at its height, had a school, several saloons, brothels, businesses, and houses. It was a railroad town, and like many towns at the time, many of its buildings were moved from towns that were in decline, such as Virginia City. The Wabuska Bar's back bar (where bottles are stored), and part of the front bar (where you sit) were moved from a saloon in Virginia City, but no one knows which one.

The building itself is a jigsaw puzzle of several different buildings assembled into one. The front section was the bar, and in its earliest days, a post office, store, barber shop — the original mini-mall. The upstairs was a hotel, and very likely used as a brothel in later years. The back section provided living quarters for the proprietors.

Edward Lovejoy ran this establishment for 10 years until his death in 1891. He is buried in Dayton. I visit his grave from time to time, and tell him news of Wabuska and his bar. After Lovejoy died, a man named Feeney ran the Wabuska bar for, I believe, 30 years or so. His legacy is an huge safe that that bears his name. It was around this time that the place was a "hotel" (and by many indications it was a brothel too). During prohibition, liquor was hidden in a secret room behind a closet under the stairs.

Feeney sold the bar to Mary And Al Veil. The couple raised their children there, as evidenced by the marbles and pieces of a child's arrowhead collection I found in the dirt. Al Veil ran the bar for many years, and then after his death, his wife Mary took over. She worked well into her eighties, bartending until she was no longer able, and it was widely known that Mary Veil loved the Wabuska Bar. Mary's nurse claimed that during her final, lengthy hospital stay, Mary had repeatedly talked about going home to Wabuska. She died in the hospital in Yerington.

The bar was dormant for 10 years or so after Mary's death. Vandals broke in and used a cutting torch on Feeney's safe in an attempt to get it open. In the mid-90's, my brother bought the bar, and I took up residence in the back living quarters, and oversaw an extensive interior remodel in preparation for my stint there as live-in bartender. I was immediately taken with the place. It was rough, shoddy, dusty, wild-western and deliciously spooky!

On my second visit to the bulding, I was exploring under the staircase, and jumped back and gasped when I saw what I thought were two huge eyes staring back at me. It turned out to be two old ceramic wire insulators, part of the old electrical system. At that point, I decided to acknowledge that I was a bit uneasy, and to just relax and enjoy any spirits, if they were present. I was actually more scared of transients because there was no way to completely secure the building. The bar is right next to a highway, and there were signs that various hitchhikers had flopped there for the night during its dormancy.

Each day when I arrived to work on the remodel, I would first run my dogs Coach and Nigel through all the rooms. Later, I was joined by a building crew, and we worked for over a year to get the bar ship-shape. Many who saw the finished product said that Mary Veil would have loved it. She had always wished she could afford to fix the place up. But business was slow in the later years.

The town of Wabuska was now "population 5", and other buildings that had once stood there were hauled off to Yerington to be recycled one more time.The train station which had stood across the road, was taken to the state capital, Carson City to be featured in a park at the Railroad museum. Wabuska had mostly disappeared, a piece at a time. Times were changing, but those who remembered Mary said that they just knew she was still there.

After her death, and during the time the bar was vacant, people had claimed to see her in the window as they drove by. One patron claimed that after the reopening, she saw Mary behind the bar. Mary told this customer to go back behind the bar and help herself. If true, this was a typical "Maryism", because as she aged, Mary would sit by the woodstove and instruct patrons to pour their own, and leave the money on the till. Myself, I've always been sensitive to paranormal occurrences (Pisces). I had an immediate affinity for the bar and for the woman whose photos still lined the wall. I felt like her protegé, and I accepted that Mary was there in many ways. The experience was like "The Shining" as the place really got under my skin.

To this day, I still dwell on it, and am sad that things are no longer done according to my vision. However, to be fair, the current residents have their own appreciation, and I feel that my sadness is due to the level of psychic comfort I drew from the place.

As far as ghostly activity, I experienced a few things. The light over one of the pool tables turned on and off now and then when no one was around. I also found the same light swinging wildly when there was no breeze, nor anyone to give it a push.

During the remodel, there were still lots of items left over from the previous occupants. Initially, I was the only person going to the bar to clean up, and in effect, clear ground for the remodel. I was pretty unprepared for the job in the beginning, and many times found myself looking for an item to make into an impromptu tool. For example, I was taking apart some drawer handles to clean them. I needed a flat head screwdriver to take them off. The first drawer I looked in had just the type and size of screwdriver I needed, but nothing else. Later, I needed some sandpaper to remove the rust from the drawer handles. The first drawer I looked in had a little piece of sandpaper, just perfect for the job, but again, nothing else. This went on for days u il I got wise and brought my own tools and supplies. I always remembered to say, "Thanks Mary". I truly felt she was helping me get the job done.

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Sometimes my needs were a really strange tool, but it was provided every time. An awl to punch a hole... a piece of steel wool... One day, I had to pull up the old carpet in one of the bedrooms. I had always heard that it is common to find newspapers in old houses, sometimes used for insulation. I always knew I would find one too. As I pulled up the carpet, I found an early 1900's San Francisco Chronicle. I was flabbergasted. I knew it would happen, but was still shocked when it did.

Years later, I found other newspapers, but these were from the WWII era. One was from December 8th, 1941, the day Pearl Harbor was attacked.Many other things happened to me there, but the actual contact with Mary was one I would never forget. It happened during a time when I was trying to sort out a bad relationship with my then boyfriend. It was a slow night. I was alone, watching tv. From nowhere, I felt a hand touch me on top of my head. The hand stroked me from my head all down my back. It was as plain as if someone else was really there. It was a most comforting touch, like a mother silently saying that everything will be okay. It startled me, of course, but I quickly came to grips with it. I didn't run screaming. Instead, I silently acknowledged the touch like, "Ohhhh okay, I love you too Mary".

Well, everything did work out for me. Soon, I met the man who would become my husband, and I moved away from Wabuska. My Dad and his wife are the current proprietors of the bar. My visits are short and bittersweet these days. I don't know if Mary is still around or not. Perhaps an investigation would yield more information. I am curious to know, and would love to go along and say "hi". If you are experienced in this type of investigation, let me know. Maybe I can arrange something.
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Tecopa Getaway http://nevadagram.com/features-2/tecopa-getaway/ Fri, 05 Jan 2018 19:47:59 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=29495 China Camp, near Tecopa

This Carson City resident was intent on getting away from the grind and finding a hot spring to soak in. She found it in Tecopa. Introducing the first in a series on Finding It in Nevada.

by Evangeline Elston

Though I am a hot springs enthusiast, I had never even heard of Tecopa Hot Spring before I spotted it on a map in September. A trip to Tecopa for me was a two-day drive coming and going.

Day 1

Mizpah Hotel, Tobopah Nevada

I took Highway 50 east from my place in Carson City and then Highway 95 south to Tonopah, where I spent the first night at the historic Mizpah Hotel: antique fixtures, claw foot bathtubs, high quality bedding and coffee served on each floor early each morning. The restaurant in the hotel, the Pitmann Cafe, is said to be one of the best in rural Nevada.

Also on Main Street is Whitney's Bookshelf, a favorite used bookstore. I rarely find a title I'm looking for, but I always find a book I want to buy. Larry Whitney, the store’s owner, is full of insight and a very interesting person to talk to. Whitney's Bookshelf, Tonopah NevadaThis visit I picked up Laughing Boy by Oliver LaFarge and Last Go ‘Round by Ken Kesey. With a few exceptions hard covers are $2.50 and paperbacks are $1.

The Tonopah Brewing Company, a couple of blocks uphill from the hotel, serves a variety of beers brewed on site, and BBQ. I liked the Mucker Irish Red Ale.

Tonopah has always had a weird vibe to me. It's an old mining town that has known booms and busts and it shows in the contrast between the old run-down houses and storefronts and the grand Mizpah Hotel and some of the new and thriving businesses. I always have the feeling that the next time I'm through I might find half the town boarded up again. But, at least for now, Tonopah seems to be thriving.
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Day 2

This drive to Tecopa is full of childhood memories, interesting history, stunning views and solitude which I adore. Growing up, my folks would take us on winter camping trips to Death Valley for a break in the wintry weather and to see the wildflowers blossom in February.

It took me all day to drive down to Tecopa by way of Pahrump with many photo stops and an easy driving pace. Tecopa Hot Springs is made up of three small camping resorts, Tecopa Hot Springs Campground and Pools, Tecopa Hot Springs Resort and Delight’s Hot Spring Resort.

Tecopa hot springThe Tecopa Hot Springs Resort offers RV and tent camping, a few cabins and a small motel with private mineral pools for the rooms. I stayed here the first night. I enjoyed the private tub and the room was clean but not fancy.

The Tecopa Hot Springs Campground pools are wonderful, very clean with a low key, relaxing atmosphere. The men’s and women’s pools are separate and bathing suits are not allowed. The women’s area has two large tubs or small pools. The first tub is open to the air and the second has a roof. There are showers, toilets and benches throughout the small bathing area.

seemed to be the nicest of the three RV parks because it’s off the main road and has wonderful views on the desert to the east. I only went by it on my runs and didn’t investigate it.

Tecopa hot springI used these pools in the morning and evening each day. It was so calming and deeply relaxing. Other users keep their conversations quiet and everyone spends a lot of time in silence. I learned that many of the visitors who come regularly are retired Japanese folks from the Los Angeles and Las Vegas areas. It makes sense given the popularity of hot springs in Japan.

Day 3

I woke up early, made some coffee on the picnic table outside my room and sat for an hour watching the morning light change on the colorful desert.

Shoshone storeIn the afternoon I drove the seven miles to the town of Shoshone. I needed an extra jug of water and I needed to get on the internet if I could find a connection. There is no cell phone coverage in the Tecopa area at all. In Shoshone I found a small grocery store with high prices and a lot of tourist stuff related to Death Valley. I was pleasantly surprised to find the Shoshone Museum across the Highway from the market. It has a bit of everything, settlement and mining history, native American culture as well as some paleontology with a dinosaur bone display.

The woman working at the museum asked my if I would watch the desk for her while she ran to the post office and I gladly obliged. There is a Wi-Fi hotspot at the museum, so while I was in charge I sat on the bench out in front and checked my work email.

Day 4

Tecopa hot springI started the day again with a run, to a good sized marshy hot pool called The Dip where at 8:00 am there were already happy folks soaking.

I went on up the trail to an area called the Mud Hills, a gorgeous five-mile round trip run followed by another soak at Tecopa Hot Spring.

China Ranch is about nine miles from the Tecopa hot spring resort area. Take Old Spanish Trail a couple of miles and turn right on China Ranch Road which becomes narrow and steep and feels very remote, which it is. The most common vehicle traffic is the off-roaders.

China Camp, near TecopaThe landscape is barren. The canyon is made of dramatically eroding, sparsely vegetated buttes and hills of white, cream, orange and brown. It’s reminiscent of Death Valley and the views around Zabriskie Point. China Ranch Date Farm is a family-owned working date farm located on the Amargosa River. The river is famous for running mostly underground, but the narrow valley through which it flows here is green, in lush contrast to the surrounding barren desert.

China Camp Date Farm near TecopaeI hiked to the top of a ridge where I was able to get views of the farm and much of the canyon. It was stunning: a lush date farm tucked out of sight in the middle of the harsh, mountainous desert. The orchards are planted in sections according to the date varietal and country of origin. The bakery serves date milkshakes, breads, cookies and muffins and sells dates grown on the farm. I sat in the shade outside and ate some date bread — which was delicious. The folks enjoying milkshakes looked very happy too.

Villa Anita, near TecopaeFrom the farm I drove back toward Tecopa to the Villa Anita, an ever-evolving art installation created by David Aaron Smith and Carlo Roncancio. It is a sprawling two-acre labyrinth of rooms, gardens, sculpture, works in progress. I spent a fascinating hour with artist David Aaron Smith. All the rooms in the “villa” are covered with his original art, paintings and sculpture, vintage and modern one of a kind furniture, found art, plants, flowers and trees and the fashion photography of Carlo Roncancio.

He explained that he uses plastic and glass recyclables to insulate the floors and walls and that the temperatures inside during the summer are pleasant when outside it can be 120 degrees. You can visit Villa Anita for the tour and the tea, or you can stay there and experience the art in total immersion; it operates as an Air B-and-B as well. And if you are an artist or find yourself drawn even further into the work, you can volunteer and arrange to stay for a time to help add to the vision.

Death Valley Brewing, TecopaI stopped in Tecopa at Death Valley Brewing. One of the owners was working the bar and served me an IPA. It was cold and good, and the atmosphere was casual and friendly.

It was my final evening at the hot spring and there was live music at the outdoor stage. I was curious so I headed there. It turned out to be the Executive director of the Hot Spring Conservancy who I’d met when I arrived, on drums, the gal who works in the camp store and gift shop singing and playing guitar and her husband also singing and playing. About 50 people gathered for the music, all sitting on hay bales or at picnic tables drinking their own beer and wine. They were locals and people from the campground. It was a very pleasant evening.

Day 5

Amargosa Opera House, Death Valley JunctionAnother repeat of my run and soak morning routine, followed by packing up to head back north toward home. I pulled out of Tecopa on Highway 127 toward Death Valley Junction. My Dad had taken my sister and me to the Amargosa Opera House when were maybe nine and ten years old. Amargosa Opera House, Death Valley JunctionMy sister was interested in ballet at the time and an eccentric artist and dancer named Marta Becket had been living in Death Valley Junction and performing ballet in the old opera house. She had also painted murals of audiences for the shows on the inside walls. It was odd and a little spooky and the memory of has never left us.

Driving north on Highway 95 it was wind with puffy white clouds and bright sunshine. The White Mountains to the west were dramatic with snow covering their peaks against the crisp blue sky. I made several stops to take photos and just watch as the clouds ran by. My destination was again Tonopah, where I spent my final night in luxury.

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Day 6

Wilson Canyon, Lyon County NevadaI continued north on Highway 95 back to Yerington but took Highway 208 through Smith and along the East Walker River to meet up with Highway 395 at Holbrook Junction. The river canyon gets very narrow and steep outside of Smith. It has tall rocky walls jutting straight up out of the water and the banks are covered with willows and cottonwoods. It’s a beautiful place to stop, stretch and poke around or have a picnic lunch.

I drove back into Carson Valley at dusk. It was cold, and the air was clear. Jobs Peak, Jobs Sister and Freel stood watch as always over the ranches and communities of Minden, Genoa and Gardnerville, their peaks dusted with snow. As I often do ending an adventure on the open road, I felt a melancholy yearning to keep going . . . maybe never stop.

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Evangeline ElstonEvangeline Elston grew up in Silver City, directs the Valhalla Art, Music & Theatre Festival at Lake Tahoe and spends free time rediscovering Nevada.

Yes, we are aware that maps show Tecopa across the line in California. But have you ever seen that line? No. No-one has. It's not real. Tecopa, Shoshone and environs are firmly within Far Western Nevada which extends all the way to the ridge line of the Sierra and includes all of Owens Valley among many other interesting and enjoyable places. Far Eastern Nevada includes the Grand Canyon. Far Northern Nevada: Boise.

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Corbett vs. Fitzsimmons, Carson City 1897 http://nevadagram.com/corbett-vs-fitzsimmons-carson-city-1897/ Sun, 26 Nov 2017 19:11:43 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=28690 Fitz is down for an 8 count in th 6th round

The dawn of battle day In Carson was all that could be desired by the several thousands of people who have traveled many miles to the snow-bound valley to see the great Corbett-Fitzsimmons fight.

St. Charles Hotel at about the time of the Corbett-Fitzsimmons prize fightLate last night the weather was bitterly cold, the sky was overcast with clouds and light flurries of snow fell several times, with every indication that daybreak would find a prospect for a cold, cloudy day ahead, and perhaps several inches of snow on the ground.

But at a little after six o'clock the sun rose over the snow-covered mountains. In a short time the whole valley and white mountains on all sides of it were glistening in brightness. Not a cloud was seen anywhere, and it could readily be predicted that when the sun was a few hours higher the day would be perfection.

Three special trains came in this morning bringing the last of the visitors. They were made up of 22 sleepers from San Francisco, but the last section had four day coaches in which were a few visitors from the east — those who reached Reno last night.

V&T Railroad depot at about the time of the Corbett-Fitzsimmons prize fightThe large delegation of miners expected from Virginia did not come, although the mines are well represented. The arrivals this morning were about five hundred making the total strangers in town between three and four thousand.

The demand for tickets to the fight was very good this morning, Dan Stuart's headquarters where they were on sale being crowded. The demand was so brisk, indeed, that one price of the cheaper seats was doubled.

The Indications now are that there will be a larger number present than Stuart had been hoping for since last Friday. The main street is full of people waiting to see the principals drive in from their quarters on their way to the arena. The fakirs are doing a good business selling souvenirs in the shape of small boxing gloves, medals and small pieces of red, white and blue ribbon. At one of the corners surrounded by a large crowd is a wheel of fortune, the proprietor of which is very busy taking in bets and paying out winnings.

John L. Sullivan was up early this morning, and attracted a good deal of attention. He seems to be just as big a man, in the estimation of Carsonites and many others, as Corbett and Fitzsimmons.

Mr and Mrs FitzsimmonsLate this morning Mrs. Fitzsimmons changed her mind about not coming to the fight and decided she would watch her husband battle for the championship. She will be in a box close to the ring.

No news has been received in town from either of the training quarters this early in the morning. The town was astir early and crowds began to gather about the railway station, waiting for incoming trains and all eager for any piece of news or gossip in connection with the fight.

All night long and until an early hour this morning the principal streets and resorts were thronged with excited crowds of men, native and foreign to the sagebrush country, eager to glean the latest news of the big fight. At Corbett's pool-room the betting was of a desultory character on the big fellow. The odds of 10 to 6 remained almost stationary all night. Occasionally 10 to 7 was offered but there was a remarkably small amount of money at either price.

Corbett men were apparently waiting for something softer, while the Fitzsimmons contingent held out for a little "sure money." Corbett is considered the favorite with a majority of eastern experts and the California visitors are almost solid for the native son.

Arlington Hotel at about the time of the Corbett-Fitzsimmons prize fightJohn L. Sullivan arrived in the Davies special at midnight. Three thousand people and a brass band were waiting to escort the ex-champion to his hotel.

He made a short speech in which he said he was not there to "chew the rag" but to challenge the winner of this Corbett-Fitzsimmons go.

Corbett will enter the ring today close to 180 pounds while Fitz will tip the scales at 168.

The gates were opened at 9:30 and there was a rush to go in. The press was so great that it was impossible for the gatekeepers to take tickets. Holders of the pasteboards were requested to hold them up above their heads, and in that fashion five hundred people rushed into the enclosure. There were three women in the first burst and they were as eager to get in as the rest.

When the crowd was first admitted workmen were still busily engaged in putting the finishing touches on the arena.

Half an hour after the gates opened there were about one thousand people comfortably seated. They put in the time gazing with interest on the platform where Corbett and Fitzsimmons were to fight for supremacy. The floor of the ring was of pine boards, closely dovetailed together and sprinkled liberally with resin. The boards were unpadded and comments on the probability of the fighters knocking their heads on the hard surface in case of a knock-down, were frequent.

Shortly after 10 o'clock Fitzsimmons arrived and went directly to his dressing room. He stayed near a stove so as not to get cold and cheerfully chatted with his attendants. Corbett did not start from his camp as early as expected, and did not reach his dressing room until after Fitzsimmons.

At 11:10 about four thousand people are seated and the special train yet to arrive. Corbett rules favorite in betting at ten to six and a half.

Billy Madden announced from the ring that after the corbett-Fitzsimmons fight the arena would be cleared. and at 3 o'clock the Green Smith and Hawkins Flaherty fights will take place. The prices of tickets were placed at $5, $10 and $20.

The special train for which the fight is waiting, has arrived, and the passengers will be at the ringside at 11:40

Jim CorbettBob FitzsimmonsFitzsimmons enters the ring at one mlnute to 12, and Corbett followed half a minute later, both are heartily cheered. Mrs. Fitzsimmons, escorted by Louis House, walked into the arena and took a seat in a box behind her husband's corner. She received a round of applause.

"One-eyed" Connelly created a sensation by climbing into the ringside in response to calls and attempted to make a speech. Referee Siler ordered him out, but Connelly want to talk and wouldn't come.

Three deputy sheriffs attempted to put him out, but Connelly gracefully got out of the predicament by shouting: "This is no time for speechmaking, the men are ready to fight." Then escorted by the Sheriffs he left the ring.

Fitzsimmons came from his dressing room at 11:57 in a pink and blue dressing gown. Corbett came a minute later with his seconds. Both men were loudly cheered. As Fitzsimmons passed his wife he shook his wife by the hand and kissed her. Fitzsimmons climbed into the ring first, but Corbett was close behind. Corbett had a broad grin on his face and shook hands with Siler. Billy Madden at 12 o'clock said: "While the contest for the world's championship is taking place please keep order; there are ladies present."

Fitzsimmons was introduced and Corbett next. Corbett got the loudest applause. Fitz then stripped and put on his gloves of light pea green. Corbett wore a red, white and blue belt with green buckle and rosette. His trunks were green and he wore white socks rolled down over the tops of his shoes. Fitz wore dark blue trunks with a belt covered with small American flags. The referee ordered the men to shake hands, but Julian prevented it, saying, "no, you refused once," when they walked to their corners.

Round 1
At 12:06 the men step to the center of the ring. Fitz's face is almost expressionless but Corbett stands like a panther ready to spring, darting forward at the stroke of the gong with a fearful look of hatred on his face. For a moment the men dance around one another and then Corbett's face assumed its customary "fighting grin" as he settles down to the fight of his life. Corbett lands several blows. One, an uppercut, staggers the auburn-haired fighter, while the latter returned the compliment by two hot ones to the head and a body blow.

Both men are careful and make no attempt to strike on break-aways. Fitzsimmons holds his own during the round and every time either man makes a motion, the crowd cheers. Near the end of the round they clinch, but no damage done on the break-away; Fitz lands a stiff one on Jim's head; Jim says "oh" and laughs, and then lands his right on Fitz's ribs as the gong sounds.

Round 2
In the second round the men grin at each other in a friendly way. Corbett lands two belts on Fitz's stomach and the crowd yells "too low!" Corbett lands another hard left jab on Fitz's stomach and follows with another in the same place; he is jabbing Fitz with a hard left and a right to the body as the gong sounds. Corbett seems to have the best of the round.

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Round 3
When they come up for the third round Corbett loses no time but gets in a left on the belly. He seems confident while Fitz appears a little bit nervous. The crowd howls when Fitz lands a left on the jaw, but as the bell rings Corbett is about to hit Fitz whose arms are down. Fitz seems anxious to continue, but Corbett laughingly sticks his right glove in Fitz's face and they both return to their corners laughing good-naturedly.

Round 4
In the fourth, Corbett lands a hard right on Fitz's ear during a clinch. Fitz misses a vicious left swing that would have ended Jim if it had landed. They are fighting at a terrific rate and it is a beautiful contest. Fitz is doing the rushing and hitting and roughing in the break-aways; Corbett is by long odds making the cleverer fight; he is playing systematically with right and left on the body. Both men received encouraging cries from the crowd. The round ended with an exchange of lefts to the head and a a clinch.

Round 5
As usual Corbett strikes the first blow. Corbett seems able to land whenever he wishes while Fitz is unable to hurt him. Fitz's blows have plenty of steam behind them but are not as frequent as Corbett's. Corbett lands a staggering blow on the mouth which cut Fitz's lip and started his mouth to bleeding badly. The blood, which soon spatters over the bare breasts of the men, inflames the crowd to the highest pitch of excitement, and nothing but barbed wire and heavy wooden barriers prevent a rush to the ring side from all parts of the sloping floors.

Fitz seems tired and he is bleeding as the gong rings the end of the round. Neither man is seriously damaged bit Corbett had the best of it. He landed oftener than his opponent, but when Fitz got in his terrible right on the head or body it counted heavily. They hurry to their corners where the bevies of seconds fan and groom them during the minute's intermission.

Round 6
At the gong the gladiators spring at one another and clinch. Fitz ties to wrestle Corbett down to loud cries of "Oh! oh!" Corbett lands a light left jab on the face; Fitz counters on the jaw; Corbett uppercuts fiercely with a right and has Fitz going; Fitz is literally covered with blood, but is fighting like a demon. Fast and furious the fighting went on while the crowds in the great open arena stood on their seats yelling like maniacs, shouting words of encouragement to their friends.

Fitz is down for an 8 count in th 6th roundCorbett is trying to finish Fitz. The clinches are frequent and owing to the interpretation of the rules, both men are extremely careful on the break-aways. The picture of the two almost naked men, their muscles straining and gleaming in the brilliant light was like one from the Athenian Games.

Finally Fitz slips and is on his knees for eight seconds. Julian rushes frantically around the outside of the ropes yelling "Get up, Bob. Get up quick." And Bob, though bloody from forehead to waist, comes to his feet with renewed vigor. When the round ends Corbett's partisans are yelling that it's all over. Corbett is puffing. [NOTE: The film clip below begins with round 6 and the knock-sown occurs at about 2 minutes in]

Round 7
The minute's rest demonstrates that it isn't over, for the red-headed fighter comes to the mark full of fight. Fitz is bleeding again and fighting like a lion but Corbett is slaughtering him with upper-cuts. They are both looking for a knock-out blow. Jim lands a light left on Fitz's sore mouth; Fitz tries a left swing which is ducked by Corbett and countered with a heavy right over the heart.

Corbett evidently has more partisans among the spectators, for every time he landed, which was about twice a minute, there were cries of "Knock his head off. How do you like it, Bob?" He is very tired and cautious, however, and waited to pick out a vulnerable spot. Fitz looks like a stuck bullock, a horrible sight, but was on his feet when the round closed. His mouth and nose were bleeding, and both he and Corbett were covered with crimson.

Round 8
Fitz is doing all the forcing in this round; eight Fitz jolts his antagonist heavily, the champion staggering several steps backward. But he comes back smiling and raps Bob twice in succession with force. Fitz tries a right hand cross, but Corbett ducks it; Fitz lands his left on Corbett's face and Corbett counters with a right to the body; Fitz tries his hard right at Corbett's head but is countered heavily on the jaw with Corbett's good left. Fitz continually glanced at his wife, who stood on a chair anxiously watching him. Her face was pale and she looked worried, and Fitz reassuring but bloody smile did not seem to comfort her.

Round 9
Fitz has realized his only show is at close quarters, for he keeps boring in and finally he catches Corbett under the chin with a left, and there is a roar from the crowd. Fitz lands below the belt and is cautioned by Siler. Fitz rushes Corbett but does very little damage; Jim is jabbing and clinching and upper-cutting on the break-away; Fitz lands a very heavy left-hand swing on Jim's jaw and tries right cross, but Jim is inside; Fitz is landing more often than Corbett now.

Round 10
Fitz is receiving frequent blows on his bruised mouth, and the blood is flowing freely over the queer shaped chin and down upon the red hairy expanse of breast. Corbett's face was a study. Sometimes he smiled in his old time way, but as the round closed and the battle grew hotter and hotter Corbett lost his good nature and went at Bob savagely. When his numerous blows failed to badly injure his antagonist, he grew savage in every motion. Fitz's ugly little eyes grew uglier with each exchange of blows. When he got in a right on the body and a left on the jaw, there were shrieks of delight.

Round 11
Fitz is receiver general for Corbett's left jabs, but is like a bear in strength; Corbett misses a half round hook on the jaw; Fits lands a hard left straight on Corbett's face. ; they clinch and Fitz crosses with his right in the clinch; they mix it and Fitz has decidedly the better of the roughing; Mrs. Fitz yells with delight every time bob lands a blow, waving a bag. Fitz fights Corbett to his corner and has him weak and tired as the gong sounds.

Round 12
Jim's pompadour looks wilted but he seems as confident as ever as he rushes Fitz , misses with his left hand and is countered on the face; Fitz is now bent on rushing it and Corbett is keeping away; Fitz gets the worst of it in the rush; more clinching; Corbett lands his left on Fitz's sore nose and follows with a half round to the body; he forces Fitz to the ropes and smashes him hard on the short ribs; Corbett is now rushing it and lands one two right and left on Fitz's face again on the Australian's face; Corbett lands left on Fitz's face again and follows with a right to the body. In a clinch he tries a knock-out upper-cut with his right hand but is a hair too short. The crowd howled. Fitz is tired; this is Corbett's round.

Round 13
Fitzsimmons comes up fresh and goes at Corbett, rushing him to his corner but doing little damage. Clever Jim is sparring beautifully and ducking out of out of some very dangerous positions; Fitz lands his left straight and hard on Jim's face; Fitz tries that hard right swing but it does no good. Bob seems to be willing to take all sorts of punishment if he can only land a blow. Jim is careful though and gives him no chance. His left glove is in Fitz's face when Madden pushes the button to sound the gong.

Round 14
Corbett's leads are blocked but he lands that left jab again on Fitz's head; Fitz counters with a terrible right swing on Corbett's neck and has Corbett going back for a few moments; Fitz lands a powerful left hand jab over the heart.

Jim staggers and Fitz strikes a right on the jaw. Jim sinks to his knees clinging to the ropes. His face is contorted with pain and he cannot breathe. He tries in vain to rise but each time he sinks back in agony with his hand over his heart. Slowly Siler counts the fatal seconds, and when he raises his hand at the tenth second a mighty roar burst up from the crowd.

Bob stands over his fallen rival, waiting to administer the finishing blow if Jim got up, but his precaution was unnecessary. Jim's seconds rushed into the ring and carried him to his corner. There Corbett revived and when he learned he had lost he became frantic. He broke away from his seconds and rushed about hunting for Fitz and striking blindly right and left. It was a pitiful exhibition of impotent rage. He pushed his way through the crowd surrounding Bob, and grasping the Champion's right hand in both of his, he said:

"Bob, I will fight you at any time and for any amount."

Fitzsimmons rose from his chair, and pushing Corbett back, said: "No no; go away. I don't want to talk to you."

Corbett's seconds tried in vain to control him, but he struck viciously at them as well as at others. Finally they grabbed him by the legs and arms and carried him by force from the ring.

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At the ringside while Corbett was being assisted from his corner and the arena was filled with howling Fitzsimmons supporters, Wm. Brady, the ex-champion's backer, sprang to a platform and waving a roll of greenbacks shouted: "I have $2,000 to deposit that Corbett can whip Fitzsimmons for a purse of $20,000. Now you yelling, howling idiots, come up here with your money." The challenge received no attention, and Brady was compelled to return his money to his pocket.

All this time Fitz sat quietly in is corner waiting the decision of the referee. When Siler's voice could be heard above the noise he awarded Fitz the fight. Julian grabbed his brother-in-law about the neck and together they danced up and down in a frantic manner.

Mrs. Fitz, in her box close to the ring, laughed and cried alternately, and tried in vain to get through the crowd to embrace her husband. After some minutes Fitz was escorted through the crowd to his dressing room and his wife followed.

"Fitzsimmons Champion!"In the dressing room his damaged face was repaired by his trainers and when he had hastily dressed himself the party was driven to his training quarters. He will probably start for San Francisco tonight in order to arrive in time to his exhibition Friday. Corbett had engaged the pavilion in San Francisco for Thursday night but he will probably now reconsider.

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Corbett's dressing room after the battle was a dismal spot for visitors. Helped to his room by his brothers Harry and Joe, the defeated champion sank into a chair and burst into tears. "I can lick him, I know I can," he said. "I don't know how I happened to let him get in that heart blow. How it hurt! It felt as if I should die for the first few moments after I went down on my knees. I had a chance to put Fitzsimmons out once when I got him on his knees, but I waited to let him rest a bit and put him out with a blow. That's where I made my mistake, but I hope for another opportunity to get at him, and next time I wont lose. I wouldn't care so much if it wasn't for my friends. They have lost thousands of dollars on that blow."

Meanwhile the trainers were working with their man. His pallid face and the nervous twitching of the limbs gave rise to a fear that he has been seriously injured, but gradually his nerve and strength came back to him, but with it came mental agony which he made no attempt to conceal. Billy Woods, dazed at the unexpected calamity, cried silently in a dark corner of the room while Delaney and McVey, with drawn faces and set jaws. sponged and rubbed the fallen champion into fair condition. It was a chance blow," said White, " just what is likely to occur in any fight. We have nothing to regret except that the blow landed. The man's condition was all right."

Corbett left the next afternoon on a special train to San Francisco.

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Horse Guts http://nevadagram.com/features-2/horse-guts/ Tue, 01 Aug 2017 18:15:36 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=25909 Squaw Tom Sanders

by Squaw Tom Sanders

This story I want to tell you about happened in 1917. I worked at Mono Lake there. It was team days back then, and we was buildin' highways. We had rippers pulled with horses to loosen up the dirt. We had about eight, ten teams on this ripper, made out of heavy iron like a plow. And then we worked with Fresnos getting the dirt out of there, and then we had horse blades. Everything was pick and shovel.

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They built a camp with a corral where a little stream of water come into Mono Lake there. Mono Lake had 23 minerals in there, heavy minerals. We lived in Army tents, with a out-house. .And they built a cook house out of tents; no floor, just a frame and planks sittin' on sawhorses for tables.

Wal, one day when I went to work Monday morning, there was a horse died on the job. And the boss decided that he wasn't going to bury the horse. He'd just get a team and drag him out in the lake and let the water take him way down to the other end.

So he tole me, "Tom, you hook up the team and drag this dead horse out of the corral. Drag him into deep water and the wind'll take him out."

I said, "Why don't you bury him and git done with it."

"Naw," he says, "we ain't got time."


So I drug the horse out, way out in the lake as far as I could drag him. Had a pair of stretchers and doubletrees, and I just drug him out and turned him loose. Well that horse drifted across that lake and we didn't see him no more.

Ten days later, we got a wind coming in from the other end. And by golly next morning, there was that dead horse back to camp again. The wind drifted him right back to camp.

Man, did that horse stink! He was bloated, and he was full of maggots.

And the boss, he had another bright idea.

He borrowed a rowboat. And he got the powderman. And he got some dynamite. And then they went and got a chain and wrapped it around this horse's feet. And this powderman rowed the boat way out there in the lake, rowing that horse out there.

And they got a powder stick, and some powder, about eight sticks of powder. And they loaded that horse up. They put eight sticks of powder up his ass. And they got a fuse, not too long of a fuse but long enough. And they lit the fuse. And they unhooked the chain from the horse's leg and just let the free end hang loose. The other end was tied onto the boat, see. And the boss, when they unchained the horse's leg, he hollers, "Come on, let's git out of here!"

Well that powder man he started rowing for shore. And this superintendent he was an Englishman, he name was Gibbs, was hollerin' to the powderman, "Row! Row!! Row, damn you, row!"

Well, the wind was coming back, and it began drifting the horse back to the rowboat. And the fuse was aspittin', and agoin'. And man that powderman was rowin' like hell. But he didn't seem to make any time.

And this Gibbs he was shoutin' at the powderman: "Damn you, row! Row! Row!!" And the powderman was arowin' like hell. Boy, he was really rowin'. But the boat wasn't going anywhere, see, because when they dropped that chain it caught on some old snags down under the lake there.

And the wind blew that horse right up to the boat where Gibbs was ashoutin' and the powderman was arowin'.

And Christ, that damn horse blowed up. And just as it went, them two guys jumped overboard.

And when they popped their head up out of the water, the sky was full of horse guts. It fell all over them.

Well, they was a bunch a these teamsters up on the bank, and they laughed and laughed and laughed. Why, it was a circus. Even the cook was outside watchin' and laughin' while them two guys swan to shore. And that Gibbs, he got so mad seein' the men laughin' at him that he fired us all. Oh man, he got insulted. Well, he was an Englishman, see. And nobody could laugh at him see.

And that powderman, he said, "I quit." He still had debris from that dead horse all over the top of him, and man did he stink. He jumped back into the lake again to get some of that crap off him.

Well, we was fired. And we rolled up our beds and we camped on the hillside above the old camp. We'd been laughing so hard we didn't have much strength left in us, so we bought food and camped there for two or three days. Washed our clothes and rested up. And at night we' d build a big fire and all we could talk about was the horse debris falling down on that boss.

He hired a new crew from Reno. And from then on that story circulated from one camp to another, construction camps and hobo camps, about the boss that blowed up dead horse all over himself.

And that powderman, them hoboes give him the nickname: Row-Row. He had the name of Row-Row. I met up with him several times, and I'd tell him about that dead horse. He'd get so mad he wanted to fight. Called him Row-Row: "Row, damn you, row!"

Even after all this time I have to laugh thinkin' about that debris fallin' out of the sky on them guys. Hittin' that smart superintendent over the head.

That was back in 1917, down at Mono Lake where we was buildin' a road.

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Icky to Underwrite Ichthyosaur Digs http://nevadagram.com/features-2/ichthyosaur-expeditionary-party-underwrite-digs/ Thu, 01 Jun 2017 23:16:05 +0000 http://nevadagram.com/?page_id=23733 Ichthyosaur dig in the Augusta Mountains of Nevada

The Ichthyosaur is Nevada's favorite fossil, and it has been given a new lease on life by a German professor of Paleontology and a beer brewer in Reno. Metaphorically, I mean, not that Old Stonybones will ever swim again. Excavations in the mountains southeast of Lovelock have unearthed a large number and wide variety of these fossilized fish-lizards, and one of them seems to be the largest predator ever discovered.

These finds have stirred great interest within the scientific community internationally, and within the beer-drinking community here in Nevada where Great Basin Brewing Company has been producing Ichthyosaur IPA for years. The company threw an Expeditionary Party in April to raise funds for the digs, and hundreds of local people turned out to learn about Ickies and taste the brew.

More than 500 fans of a Reno-brewed IPA, and of its namesake — a giant prehistoric ocean-dwelling reptile — attended the fundraiser at the brewery for the paleontological dig in Pershing County.
Great basin Brewmaster Tom Young welcomes Ichthyosaur aficionados to the first annual Ichthyosaur Expedition Party They dined, drank beer and listened to the director of the dig explain how it is that Nevada is such a rich source of these fossil remains.

[caption id="attachment_22782" align="alignright" width="350"]Ichthyosaur fossils at Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park, Nevada Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park, central Nevada[/caption]

Berlin-Ichthyosaur State Park is one of the state's most interesting landmarks, a collection of fossilized ichthyosaur skeletons heaped together, as if by the tides of an ancient sea, or cast there after being devoured by the even more gruesomely ferocious krakken. Discovered in 1928 and subsequently excavated by crews from the University of California at Berkeley, they were proclaimed Nevada's state fossil in 1977, and an attractive "barn" shelters the fossilized bones left in the rock for visitors to see in place.
Ichthyosaurs — "fish lizards" — resemble whales in some interesting ways, although they are reptiles and not mammals. Like whales they evolved from land animals that returned to the sea; their flippers are not fins, they're repurposed legs. Like whales they were air-breathers, gave live birth to their young, got bigger and bigger over the eons and like whales the largest of them were not predators — too big and slow, perhaps — but browsers. They flourished in the Triassic Period and went extinct before the end of the Cretacious, when North America was at the western edge of the slowly separating land mass called Pangea.

Professor P. Martin Sander, University of BonnPaleontologists digging for ichthyosaurs in the Augusta Mountains, Pershing County NevadaFast-forward 90 million years. Professor P. Martin Sander, professor of vertebrate paleontology at the Steinmann Institute of the University of Bonn in Germany had been prowling the steep hillsides of the isolated Augusta Mountain Range southeast of Lovelock since 1991. Over 20 years, he and his crews had identified fossil remains from at least 12 different species of the great sea beasts, extruding from the rock that has encased and infused their bones through millennia.

Ichthyosaur jawDuring the last field season, the team uncovered a huge creature, an ichthyosaur species completely new to science, projected to have been about 50 feet long – and may turn out to be the first large predator ever discovered in the fossil record worldwide. These ichthyosaurs are older than those at the State Park by many millions of years and represent a more complex population living earlier in the course of evolution.

Ichthyosaur fossils brought down from the dig to the base camp by helicoptrBut it was in 2011 that one of the archeologists made a discovery that changed the course of the project. In Winnemucca to get supplies for the camp, he was astonished and thrilled to find an unfossilized  Ichthyosaur in the beer section at Raley's. Ichthyosaur IPA brewed by Great Basin Brewing Company, Sparks and Reno NevadaWhen he returned to camp with a case of it, everyone there was astonished and thrilled too, and when Professor Sander got in touch with Tom Young, Tom was the most astonished and thrilled of all.

What's really astonishing is that it took so long for the crew to find the beer aisle at Raley's, and that it took Raley's so long to stock Icky. Geologist-turned-brewer Tom Young had produced this distinctive IPA ("wonderfully full bodied and smooth with a blast of grapefruit, spice and pine at the finish, and a blend of carefully selected hops") at his Great Basin Brewery in 1993 and christened it in honor of the State fossil.

Ichthyosaur fossils sent in Icky truck to the lab in Los AngelesGreat Basin Brewing Co. became an enthusiastically active sponsor of the project, first by sending more beer to the camp along with some money to further the work, and most recently by sending an Icky truck and driver to the dig camp to meet a helicopter carrying the carefully packaged fossils down from the dig itself. They were loaded into the truck, after which the Icky truck delivered the bones to the Natural History Museum lab in Los Angeles for painstaking examination.

Icky Party at Great Basin Brewing Co. Reno and Sparks NevadaAs an ongoing contribution to this research, Great Basin will release four barrel-aged commemorative beers as namesakes of different Ichthyosaur species. The first of them, a barrel-aged, dry-hopped IPA named Phalarodon, was introduced at the fundraiser.


The enormous brewery seems surreal when compared with the small brewpub that opened in Sparks nearly 25 years ago. When its doors were first thrown open to a thirsty world, the little place on Victorian Boulevard ran out of beer in two days and couldn't make it fast enough to keep up. It's a big-scale operation now, with a Reno location on South Virginia Street in addition to Sparks, and a beer bar called Taps and Tanks just inside the brewery entrance.

Professor Sander and Luis Chiappe at the Natural History Museum Laboratory The fundraiser offered beer plus a glass to pour it into and then take home plus a buffet supper and then a presentation by Professor Sander about the project to a SRO audience of people of all ages from gaffers to millennials with children.

The amiable and erudite professor expressed his appreciation to Tom Young, not only for the material support, but also for making its subject more accessible by calling it Icky.
Pin the head on the Ichthyosaur at Great Basin Brewing Co. Reno and Sparks NevadaCaptain Danno performed on stage before the formalities began, and there were games afterward: Pin the Head on the Ichthyosaur involved two-person teams "pinning" the 8-feet-long head to a 50-foot drawing and a Prehistoric Spelling Bee comprised of tongue-twisters from the fish-lizard lexicon. Icky Party at Great Basin Brewing Co. Reno and Sparks NevadaThis was especially entertaining because the quizmaster was a newcomer to this realm and found many of the terms unpronounceable. This posed a major handicap for the eager contestants, which added to the audience's enjoyment and was solved by using the eliminated challengers as pronunciation aides, a task they performed with gusto.

This first ever Ichthyosaur Expedition Party was the perfect way to learn about Nevada's fish-lizards, and I'm certain everyone present went away better informed. I do hope Professor Sander recognized the advantage of lecturing on his specialty to an audience sipping one or another of Tom Young's specialties. It was a perfect combination.

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