This week was going to be another hot, hot, hot one
according to the Monday weather reports. Even though we rode our bikes around
that park Monday morning in 85 degree weather, we decided to enjoy ourselves in
air conditioning. By noon Monday the temperatures had reached 95 degrees, so we
headed to the local theater for a 3D showing of “Dawn of the Planet of the Apes.” Good movie! We recommend it in 3D if possible. Afterwards we went to the
adjacent Fandango Casino where the Palm Court Grill was offering filet mignon,
salad, potato of choice and vegies for $5.99. We could not turn that down! YUM!
And, we didn’t need to gamble to partake! Better yet!
Tuesday brought more heat and wind. Yuck…we are so tired of this! Dick installed a new water regulator outside, and installed a handlebar riser on my bike (which alleviated the problem of my hands going to sleep when I ride), after which we rode around the park for a bit. It was too hot to do much of anything outside, so we retreated indoors to read, compute, and knit (me not Dick—ha!).
We were hoping to get back over to Incline Village on
Wednesday for Anastasia’s baby school, but that didn’t work out. We had made
arrangements to have the windshield in the black truck replaced due to rock
chips and heat cracks. They were supposed to be here between 9 and 11, but
didn’t arrive ‘til just a few minutes after noon. By the time they were done
with the install, it was too late to make baby school, so we opted to just stay
at home and veg. There were threats of a thunder storm amid the heat, but all
we got were a few sprinkles and a lightning-sparked brush fire across the
highway from us, and up the road about a mile. The RV park was in no danger but
still scary. Called the Clear Creek Fire, it reportedly burned almost 200 acres
before it was brought under control by Thursday afternoon.
Thursday was a busy day for us. Last week I mentioned that we
were given tickets to an Aces AAA baseball game, played in Reno. We decided
that this was the day we’d take advantage of those tickets, as well as other
things of interest.
Our first stop was at Bower’s Mansion in Washoe City, NV.
Unfortunately their website provided incorrect information, as they are only
open weekends. OK, on to the next…
We arrived in Reno, parked at Harrah’s Casino and walked
across a private parking lot to the ticket office at Aces field. We traded our
gift voucher from David and Hollee (thank you guys!!) for seats behind 3rd
base, section 103, row 3, seats 7 and 8—and the Aces were playing the Tacoma
Rainiers. Woot-woot! We had about 6 hours to kill before game time so we opted
to do a little of the Truckee River Walk in downtown Reno, followed by a trip
through Harrah’s Car Collection museum located just a couple blocks from the
field.
The river walk is nothing like the walk in San Antonio (if
you have a choice go to San Antonio for their extensive river walk, see an
earlier post for details), but the trees provided a shady reprieve from the hot
sun, and the Truckee River was a’runnin’.
On to the museum… This is not to be missed if you’re in
Reno! We spent a good 4 hours there, and it was time well spent. We had a
fabulous volunteer docent, Norm Miller, leading us on our 2-hour tour of the
museum, for which we are grateful, as he added so much information and history
to the tour. After the tour we walked through again to take photos. The museum
is divided into four main galleries, each decorated for the era and featuring
cars you would have seen during that time period. Collections of vintage
clothing, accessories, and auto-related artifacts are found throughout the
Museum to enhance your experience of all things automobile.
- Gallery 1 has vehicles from the 1890s to the 1910s. The first of these cars were the horseless carriages, which began to acquire the automobile shape that evolved into what we drive today.
- Gallery 2 takes you into the 20th century with cars from the early teens to the early 30s.
- Gallery 3 includes a Union 76 Minute Man gas station and gets into those 30s through 50s automobiles we still occasionally see on the streets today.
- Gallery 4 includes motorsports, where the fast cars live on. One of the exhibits is the movie cars display, which showcases some of the rides you may have seen on the silver screen. You’ll also see Quirky Rides, which is just what the name implies.
Feature Article from Hemmings Classic Car
March,
2007 - Jim Donnelly
“The
late journalist Leon Mandel coined a terrific phrase when he described Bill
Harrah as a "pathological car lover." It might be the most apt
description ever hung on anybody in the history of this hobby because, when it
came to collecting cars, Harrah had no peer, and almost certainly never will.
At one point, Harrah owned an estimated 1,400 cars, many of them enjoying
only-one or best-in-world status… Yet even though his mania drove him toward
financial distress and very possibly an early grave, Harrah was unquestionably
the greatest high-end collector who ever lived...” http://www.hemmings.com/hcc/stories/2007/03/01/hmn_feature21.html
Michael
Taylor, Chronicle Auto Editor
Published 4:00 am, Sunday,
February 25, 2007
“There
are four authentic street scenes, representing each quarter of the 20th
century, with facades, autos, artifacts and sounds from each era. One side of
each street contains building facades and the other side a timeline of events
and achievements chronicling the history and progress of the automobile. A 1938
Packard is one of the 230 cars on display at Bill Harrah’s National Automobile
Museum in Reno are housed in what has to be called a spectacular building just
a few blocks from his famous hotel-casino Harrah’s on Virginia Street in
downtown Reno.
The 230 cars on display are great… but it is the eclectic nature of Bill Harrah's car-collecting brain, his innate curiosity and the
manic nature of his hands-on collecting that are really the stamp of the National Automobile Museum.
And the stamp comes in
ways subtle -- and not so subtle. The most obvious and whimsical example of
Harrah, the legendary casino tycoon … is the Jerrari -- a combination Ferrari
and Jeep Wagoneer. It's on display in a corridor between some of the museum’s
galleries.
The story was that
Harrah asked Ferrari to make him a four-wheel-drive vehicle because Harrah was
having trouble getting over the hill to Lake Tahoe in style. (Harrah was not
one for plebian transportation.) Ferrari said no. So Harrah had his mechanics
stuff a V12 Ferrari engine into the engine bay of a 1977 Wagoneer and got
himself a unique four-wheel-drive.
There are many other
cars worth seeing in the museum, which came about after Harrah died and his
vast collection became the subject of huge controversy in the rarefied world of
collector cars. Harrah had cobbled together some 1,450 cars that were in a
collection of warehouses in nearby Sparks. The collection was open to the
public and became known as the world's largest assemblage of collector cars.
After Harrah died, Holiday Inns acquired the Harrah's casino and hotel empire.
In the summer of 1981,
after Holiday Inns said it was going to put the entire collection up for sale,
there was a big brouhaha in Nevada over the possible loss of the collection.
Nevada's then-Gov. Robert List even entered the fray, trying to stall the sale, possibly
by getting the state's congressional delegation to enact some kind of
car-saving legislation. At one point, Bay Area venture capitalist Thomas Perkins headed a group interested in acquiring the collection. In
the end, all these efforts fell apart. But a nonprofit organization was formed,
and this eventually led to the construction of the museum. Holiday Inns donated
175 Harrah cars and Harrah's vast research library to the group. Private
donations brought in another 60 cars. The museum opened in downtown Reno in
1989. As to the bulk of the original Harrah collection, the cars were sold off
in three colorful auctions in the mid-1980s.
Gone were the two
Bugatti Royales, two of only six existing Royales, gone were the Duesenbergs
and the Ford GT race car and gone were such outré items as the 1864 velocipede,
the motorized San Francisco cable car and the motorized toboggan.
1931 Bughatti still in Harrah's collection |
1930 Deusenberg |
"It's been like the
breaking up of a family," Clyde Wade, director of the
collection, said at the time. "We won't ever see the collection as it has been."
True enough, but there's
ample satisfaction to be had just from what is still here. Walking toward the
first gallery, you go past the workshop, where cars are still fiddled with. It
looks like a tiny version of Harrah's big workshop-cum-machine-shop out at the
old Sparks buildings.
In the first gallery are
myriad 19th and early 20th century cars -- pristine, to say the least. In a
highlighted display is the 1907 Thomas Flyer, which won the 1908
around-the-world race, which was actually a New York-to-Paris race.
"After traveling
12,427 land miles (over 22,000 miles overall, including sea voyages) in 170
days," the museum's Web site description of the car says, "George Schuster, the only crew member
to travel the entire distance, drove this car into Paris to win the race."
When Harrah acquired the Thomas Flyer he had it restored to how it looked at the completion of the race. Amazing! |
The trophy! |
The 1930s street gallery
is an actual re-creation of a city street, replete with a movie theater whose
marquee displays the new movie, "Gone
With the Wind." Parked at the curb, among other period cars, are a
blue 1938 Packard convertible and a blue 1930 Jordan seven-passenger touring car.
This is the street scene in front of the Palace Theatre; in the distance is the blue Jordan touring car, and in front of it is the Packard convertible. |
In fact, the museum has
its own sprinkling of celebrity cars, but they hardly dominate the collection.
There's Lana Turner's 1941 Chrysler Newport
Dual Cowl Phaeton, Frank Sinatra's 1961 Ghia, and Elvis Presley's 1973 Cadillac Eldorado.
Above and below: Lana Turner's 1941 Chrysler Newport |
Elvis Presley's 1973 Cadillac Eldorado; this was a gift to Elvis by his father. Elvis didn't particularly like the car so he gave it to his Tae Kwon Do instructor. |
While most of the museum
cars are simply displayed on sandy-colored stuff that looks like pebbles, a few
are in their own settings -- a baby blue 1954 Buick Skylark convertible is
ensconced in what looks like a period service station bay, replete with old oil
cans and tools.
From stem to stern and top to bottom, this Buick Skylark is all original and untouched. Beautiful! |
On a more modern note,
the museum's lobby currently has on display -- and you should check to make
sure they're still there -- some of the fabulous cars built by"Big Daddy" Roth. Smack in the middle of
the lobby is the 1994 Beatnik Bandit II, a sister ship to the famous radical
bathtub-like car Roth made more than 30 years earlier. The cars are given new
currency by the recently finished movie, "Tales of the Rat Fink," a
film about Roth."
Roth's Beatnik Bandit II |
Roth's 1936 Beatnik Bandit |
As you enter the museum the first thing you see is the first of two 24-karat gold plated 1981 DeLoreans built and offered as a promotional campaign for American Express Gold Cardholders. The original cost was a mere $86,000; a slight door ding could set you back $24,000!
Earlier this year there was an arson fire at the museum that burned some of the building walls and a portion of the Roth's 1969 Highflyer. The Highflyer is in one of the shops for repair.
The Roth's 1969 Highflyer is in the foreground; the wheels caught fire, as did some of the upholstery. |
The first museum hallway is lined with a series
of original paintings by Reno artist Robert Cinkel, depicting automobiles from
the museum’s collection in intriguing locales, from under the starry skies in
the Nevada desert to India and even Africa. His paintings are also found
throughout the museum. From there you
enter a room with displays of kids’ pedal cars and memorabilia.
Harrah also collected vintage period dress for both men and
women, which are displayed throughout the museum to enhance the visual
automobile displays.
Following are just a few of our favorites, and a few we
thought were just plain interesting.
The 1921 Ford Kampkar in use. |
1927 Rolls-Royce Cabriolet de Ville |
Al Jolson's 1933 Cadillac with a V-16 engine. It was Cadillac's most expensive 1933 model. |
This 1936 Harley-Davidson motorcycle was customized with red and black paint, additional chrome, and an electrical system converted from 6-volts to 12-volts. The price: $465. |
The 1954 Kaiser-Darrin was designed and built by Howard "Dutch" Darrin. The 2-seater sports car had sliding pocket doors, a 3-position convertible top and a fiberglass body. |
The 1956 Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Gull Wing Sports Coupe has a 6-cylinder fuel-injected engine with an advertised top speed of 146 mph. It was one of the most popular sports cars produced. |
Introduced at the 1906 London Automobile Show, this new "Silver Ghost" Rolls-Royce was the first of the Silver Ghosts line of luxury automobiles to endure without substantial change until 1925. |
Above: rear battery compartment. Below: front battery compartment |
Then, it was almost time for the game: Aces vs. Rainiers. We were pretty tuckered from walking and standing for those 4 hours at the museum, so we decided to take a bit of repast at Arroyo’s Mexican Grill adjacent to the ball field. Aces ballpark doors opened at 6:05, an hour prior to the first pitch so we rested there for about 40 minutes. Their margaritas are fabulous, and they serve warm tortilla chips; you serve yourself from the salsa bar which had 7 or 8 different salsas of various heats. YUM! (We saved our appetites for the ever-necessary ball park hot dogs—although I have to say they don’t even come close to Mariner Dogs!!)
"Ace," the mascot that appears over the center field fence during 7th inning stretch. |
"Archie," the Aces' red-furred mascot. |
With the exception of the constant “yakkers” in the 2 rows
behind us, we really enjoyed the game. (It’s beyond us why people pay money to
go to a ball game and spend their time talking about everything under the sun
and not watching the game…) The game was
enhanced by the gals from the “Wild Aces” Crew” who participate in fan
giveaways, assist in promotions, and lead dances on top of the dugouts during
games along with their mascot “Archie,” the red-furred Sasquatch. (We much prefer
Rhubarb from the Rainiers, or Mariner Moose!)
Lead story on the Aces’ home page: “Jesus Montero homered and drove in
five runs for Tacoma as the Rainiers topped the Aces, 7-5!” Woot-woot! The Rainiers went on to split the 4-game series with the Aces.
Saturday after breakfast we headed north of Carson City to
the Bowers Mansion, for the 40-minute tour.
The Bowers Mansion was built in 1863 by Lemuel “Sandy” Bowers and his wife, Eilley
Bowers. It’s a prime example of the
homes built in Nevada by the new millionaires of the Comstock Lode mining
boom. Not much is known about Sandy
Bowers, other than he was born in Illinois and in 1833 came west in 1856. He
began investing in mining claims near Virginia City at a place called Gold
Hill. Sandy and his partner James Rogers registered their holdings for a
20-foot mining claim on January 28, 1859.
Here’s where Eilley enters the picture. She purchased Rogers’ half of
the claim for $1,000 (about $26,000 today).
Eilley Bowers is one of the most researched, written and
talked about women in Nevada history. Born in Scotland in 1826 she married
young, at the age of 15, to a 19-year old fellow Scotsman Stephen Hunter. After
6 years of marriage he converted to Mormonism (she did not), and in 1849 they
decided to move to America to live in the new Mormon city in the Great Salt
Lake Valley. Soon after they arrived, the two divorced for reasons unknown.
Three years later, Eilley married another Mormon, Alexander Cowan, who was also
from Scotland. Willing to do anything for the church, he accepted a mission to
the western edge of the Utah Territory, today known as Genoa, Nevada (see our
July 1-6 post). Ever the adventuresome woman, Eilley chose to go with her
husband rather than stay behind. Cowan was able to purchase 320 acres of prime
farming land in Washoe Valley, complete with a house and corral. A little over
a year later, when there was threat of war between the US Government and the
Mormon Church, Cowan alone moved back to Great Salt Lake City. Eilley stayed
behind and opened a small boarding house, a welcome addition to the rustic
mining camp.
Bowers Mansion today |
Eilley lived in this camp until the spring of 1859 when gold
was discovered on a nearby hill, and the town of Gold Hill was born. She
quickly moved to Gold Hill and built a new boarding house. She began to take
advantage of the situation by claiming several plots of mining land, one of
them being the half claim from Sandy Bowers’ partner James Rogers. Eilley began a relationship with Sandy even
though she was married at the time to someone else. Eilley married Sandy on
August 9, 1859, and 10 months later she divorced her second husband Alexander
Cowan on grounds of desertion. Soon Gold Hill and the new town of Virginia City
became exciting and populated mining towns producing the most concentrated
amount of silver in the US. The Bowers were among the first millionaires of the
Comstock Lode, being wealthier than any prospector could have dreamed. It was
during this time, in 1860 and 1861, that
Eilley bore 2 children, who subsequently died as infants.
Eilley still had hold of the property in Washoe Valley,
acquired as part of her divorce settlement from Cowan, so she and Sandy decided
to build a mansion on the property. It was the fulfillment of Eilley’s dreams
of prestige and respectability. The
mansion combined Georgian Revival and Italianate architecture, and is modeled
after a design conceived by Eilley based on her recollection of elegant
buildings in her native Scotland. They employed stonecutters from Scotland for
its construction, which eventually cost $300,000 to build. While the mansion
was being built, Eilley and Sandy toured Europe for 10 months, from 1861 to
1863, purchasing furniture, statuary, paintings and other pieces for their
home. When they returned home, they had a baby girl named Persia with them,
whom they had adopted during their travels. (The details of how they actually
came to adopt this little girl are unknown; Eilley didn’t want the details to
become public knowledge, so the truth will never be known.)
The Bowers spent the next couple of years living in their mansion, spending their seemingly endless fortune, even though the Civil War was raging in the east. In early 1865, following the end of the Civil War, Lincoln’s reelection to the presidency and then his assassination, the mines of Nevada were beginning to play out. The Bowers were slowly losing the riches they had come to rely on. Rich and miserable Sandy moved back to Gold Hill to try to save his mine, preferring to live in a shack while his wife preferred spending their millions of dollars. Nothing seemed to work. He even tried to sell part of the mine in 1868 but he never saw the sale before dying of silicosis in April. His estate was appraised to be worth $638,000 when he died.
Bowers Mansion in 1900s. |
Stairway to 2nd floor |
Above and below: parlor |
Above and below: Smoking room between Parlor and Dining Room |
Dining Room |
Keys found on property for various locks in the home. |
Above and below: Kitchen |
Above and below: Sandy's bedroom |
Above: Sandy's dressing area. Below: Original arrmoire in Sandy's dressing area. Beautiful piece of furniture. |
Above and below: Eilley's bedroom |
Eilley's bedroom draperies, original to the house. |
Eilley's dressing area |
Original shadowbox in Eilley's bedroom, made of human hair. |
Persia's bedroom |
Persia's playroom |
Above and below: downstairs bedroom that may have also been used as an office when Eilley opened the mansion as a boarding house. |
Downstairs sitting room across from the parlor |
Above and below: Ornate trey ceiling detail |
The Bowers spent the next couple of years living in their mansion, spending their seemingly endless fortune, even though the Civil War was raging in the east. In early 1865, following the end of the Civil War, Lincoln’s reelection to the presidency and then his assassination, the mines of Nevada were beginning to play out. The Bowers were slowly losing the riches they had come to rely on. Rich and miserable Sandy moved back to Gold Hill to try to save his mine, preferring to live in a shack while his wife preferred spending their millions of dollars. Nothing seemed to work. He even tried to sell part of the mine in 1868 but he never saw the sale before dying of silicosis in April. His estate was appraised to be worth $638,000 when he died.
Eilley took over the mine’s business, but the silver ore was
gone and her financial situation was dire. Rather than give up, Eilley turned
her mansion into a resort using her skills as a former boardinghouse keeper.
Parties and picnics became a way of life for her.
Forced to sell the mine in 1870, she ended her career as a
mine owner. A new silver strike in 1873 brought new life to the area, and the
need to celebrate. The Bowers Mansion seemed to be the most likely place to
party. Thousands of local residents rode trains, brought wagons, and even
walked to the grand affairs being held at the mansion, but even this didn’t help
the financial situation of Eilley Bowers, ever the gracious hostess.
At one point Eilley tried to raffle the mansion, but not
enough tickets were sold to make the venture feasible. Thinking it would be
beneficial to add a 3rd floor to the mansion in order to take in more borders,
she only added more debt to her situation. Things were not going well for
Eilley financially, but the parties and picnics continued. Persia, at this
time, had been sent to live in Reno in order for her to attend school and be taught
in the ways of young ladies, but she returned home often to visit. After one
such visit, Eilley was summoned to Reno quickly, as Persia had taken ill—but by
the time Eilley arrived, it was too late. Persia had died of a ruptured
appendix.
Following the death of her husband and 3 children, the loss
of her mine, her money, and the impending loss of her mansion, Eilley turned to
her spirit friends for support. Eilley had been known to keep a crystal ball
and tell the fortunes of miners in the surrounding mining towns, but now she
turned to it as a means of support and way of life. Eilley lost the mansion in
1876 when it was sold at public auction, forcing her to become a wanderer and
professional seeress, telling fortunes for money. She continued to live this
life until 1882 when she suddenly disappeared from Nevada. She was later found
living and working in San Francisco.
By the turn of the century, Eilley was financially destitute
and showing signs of senility. During this time she wrote many letters to the
government in an attempt to regain some of the $14,000 she reputed gave to help
fight the Indians in the Paiute Indian War of 1860; she wanted only enough to help pay for
her final days and a decent burial. The money never came.
Eilley made one final trip to Reno in the summer of 1901,
but she was put away in the county poor house. She proved to be so troublesome
to the caregivers that the county commissioners agreed that they couldn’t help
her, except to buy her a ticket on a train to San Francisco, with the help of a
local lawyer and $30 in donations. Upon her return to San Francisco, Eilley
took up residency at the King’s Daughters Home in Oakland, where she died alone
in October 1903 at the age of 77.
In 1901, Henry Riter saw a painting of the mansion and fell
in love with it. He purchased it in 1903 and after restoring the mansion and
its grounds to its former glory moved into it with his wife Edna in 1917. Henry
made it a destination resort; people came from all around to spend time
swimming in the pools, dancing in the parlor, and dining in the courtyard.
Henry ran the Bowers Mansion Resort until 1946 when he retired and announced
plans to sell the mansion for $100,000. His hope was to see it turned into a
public park. The Reno Women’s Civic Cub agreed to his wishes and raised $25,000
to save the estate, with a down payment of just $1.00. Washoe County
Commissioners recognized the importance of this piece of Nevada history and
voted to pay the remaining $75,000. Thus the mansion and grounds have become a
regional park complete with camping and picnic areas, swimming and hiking
trails.
Henry and Edna Riter in front of the mantion |
The painting Henry Riter saw; he fell in love with the mansion and set out to purchase it and ultimately restore it. |
Rear patio and grape arbor |
Entrance to the wine cellar |
Root cellar |
Stairs and walkway to the Bowers' family cemetery |
Photo of the Crown Point Trestle near Virginia City, just a reminder of the treacherous means of transportation |
One of the original pools on the Bower property. This one is round and had an island in the middle. It's only visible as seen through the knothole in the fence. |
As a side note, in 1903 with the help of Henry Riter, Eilley’s
ashes were saved from being buried in Potters Field in California, returning
them to Nevada to be buried with her husband and 3 children behind the mansion
at the top of a rise. (We felt the climb would be too strenuous in the heat so we didn't climb the mountain to the cemetery.)
Sunday brought the threat, and then the realization, of a
huge thunderstorm with rain lasting for about 4½ hours. It started at 2:30 about
the time Hollee, David and Anastasia arrived for an afternoon of swimming.
Swimming didn’t happen… We lost power a couple of times, but only for a couple
of minutes each time, thankfully. Reports issued from the local weather
stations said we got about 4” of rain, with wind gusts up to 45 mph. Wasn’t a
good day for even the ducks! The rain subsided gradually, and by 4:45 we were
able to get out and go to dinner at a legendary, local restaurant, Red’s Old 395
Grill, in downtown Carson City.
Famous for their BBQ and steaks, Red’s menu is second only
to the wonderful décor and memorabilia found within. And, they’re famous for
their selection of over 101 beers from around the world. Among the many items
on display, the décor includes: the big-wheeled red cart used in the original
Planet of the Apes starring Charlton Heston; a 1923 Monarch Steamroller from
Groton, NY (1 of 2 left in existence) used to pave what is now Wall Street in
New York City; a hostess stand at the front entry salvaged out of the St. Francis
Hotel in San Francisco following the great earthquake of the early 20th
century; a Sterling Harvester found on the side of the road in Portland, Maine;
a bottle collection of over 1,000 different varieties of beer from around the
world, all consumed by one person; and a wall built from rocks gathered from
debris from the 1860s former Nevada Assembly Room.
Above and below: Anastasia smiling at me |
Anastasia reaching for my hand, wearing her silver and turquoise bracelet we bought for her in Santa Fe. |
Monarch Steamroller used to pave what is now Wall Street in New York City |
Hostess station rescued from the earthquake debris from 20th century San Francisco. |
Sterling Harvester found in a field in Portland, Maine |
Red's display of the 1,000 beer bottles; beer drunk by one person |
This was a week of firsts for Anastasia. This was the first
time Anastasia stood on her own in her playpen; and also the first time she sat
in a restaurant high chair by herself—she did very well! No problem there! I’m
sure she’ll be walking across the room very soon!
Anastasia standing for the first time, in her playpen, at home. |
Anastasia's first time sitting in a restaurant high chair. |
RJ and Gail
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