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Monterey - the soul of Steinbeck country

California, the State. San Francisco, the would, by dint of financial muscle, bully
city. Monterey, the town. John Steinbeck, their way into ownership or control of
the author. For this Steinbeck fan, San all of the agricultural land in the area.
Francisco is quite close to heaven. From Steinbeck was right to be worried. For
San Francisco it is an easy drive down that is what has come to pass.Sad also to
the peninsula to Santa Cruz and into realize that the year 'Cannery Row' was
Steinbeck territory.I fly into San published, 1945, was the year the sardine
Francisco airport late in the afternoon. fishing industry of Monterey died. As
The signs are immediate America. 'No Ped Steinbeck said at a later time: 'They are
Xing', 'Squeeze right', 'Occupation by fishing for tourists now.' In the heyday
more than 132 persons unlawful'. From of Monterey there were eighteen
Rent-a-Wreck I collect a Chevrolet in two canneries, 100-odd fishing boats, 4,000
tones -- cat-sick green and vile yellow. workers, three gaudy brothels and a
A veritable pimpmobile. And was it not in terrible smell of dead fish. Now, nearly
a car like this I drove into San all are gone.(It used to be that
Francisco for the 1967 Summer of Love, to Monterey, and nearby Salinas where he was
follow Timothy Leary's instructions to born, was angry and ashamed of John
'turn on, tune in, and drop out'? Steinbeck. In 1944, after the success of
It was. And was it not in very much the 'The Grapes of Wrath' Steinbeck bought a
same automobile I parked outside the City house in Monterey; no one would rent him
Lights Bookstore and went in and listened an office for writing. He was harassed
to Ginsberg recite 'Howl' and got Jack when trying to get fuel and wood from a
Kerouac to sign my copy of 'The Dharma local wartime rations board. He wrote
Bums'? It was. This antediluvian American that his old friends did not want him,
monster is the car of my youth. Be damned partly because of his works and partly
to the characterless compacts of today. because he was so successful: 'This isn't
(It is a sad reflection on progress that my country anymore. And it won't be until
the Rent-a-Wreck franchise now rents I am dead. It makes me very sad.' He late
modern compacts.)Now I drive across wrote: 'After I had written "The Grapes
Highway 92 and its beguiling signs of Wrath" . . . the librarians at the
leading to San Jose along the Camino Real Salinas Public Library, who had known my
-- the Royal Road. (Yes, I know the way folks remarked that is was lucky my
to San Jose and a sterile, dreary city it parents were dead so that they did not
is.)Swing on to Highway 1, America's very have to suffer this shame.'In truth, the
own Pacific Highway, which takes me down whole American literary establishment
the peninsula and along the coast, the should fry in hell for their treatment of
rugged, rocky coast on the right, the this author. When Steinbeck won the Nobel
remains of cypress forests on my left - Prize for literature in 1962 he was
and goes through Santa Cruz to Monterey. damned in newspapers with faint praise.
Coming back, I will use Highway 9 which 'The New York Times' in particular should
is a backroad, in spite of the grandiose hang its head in shame.)Now there is a
title, and follow the San Lorenzo river National Steinbeck Center in Salinas,
up, up into the Santa Cruz mountains and about 25 km inland from Monterey. It is
then through the magnificence of not for me. I am not of the school who
California redwoods in the Henry Cowell thinks these things can be packaged,
Redwoods State Park.If I have enough tarted up, represented. Of itself the
time, on the way back I will stop at center says: 'Discover Steinbeck's works
Felton on Highway 9 and ride on a steam and philosophy through interactive,
train for an hour of nostalgia on the multisensory exhibits for all ages and
wondrously named Roaring Camp and Big backgrounds, priceless artifacts,
Trees narrow-gauge railway line. No entertaining displays, educational
railway line of my youth ever swooped programs and research archives. Seven
through stands of redwoods; it is true themed theaters showcase "East of Eden",
that only God could have made these "Cannery Row", "Of Mice and Men", "The
trees, one of which is within spit of Grapes of Wrath" and much more.' That is
being a hundred meters tall.No train in not my scene.Yet we can still see the old
the darkness of the Rhondda Valley in Cannery Row if we look with care.This
Wales puffed like the 'Little Red Engine' morning I go to Foam Street, where the
-- I think I can, I think I can -- up one true Cannery Row starts. I stand silently
of the steepest railway gradients in the on the stone pilings of the deserted
world to Bear Mountain.But that is on the loading dock. A pleasant melancholy. It
morrow. Today is for blessed Monterey. would have been better if I had delayed
Robert Louis Stevenson in travel-book my visit by a couple of months. For this
mode wrote of Monterey in a fish-hook is the end of summer and the weather is
simile as being 'cosily ensconced beside still too warm, too pleasant for my mood.
the barb'. (At the time Stevenson was Cannery Row needs a touch of cold damp in
skulking around Monterey, waiting for the the air for true dismal authenticity. And
divorce of the light of his life, Fanny it is wrong that I should be here on a
Osbourne.) Much earlier than Stevenson, Saturday. Thursday, Sweet Thursday, is
Gaspar de Portola and the intrepid surely the only day to visit Monterey.
explorer for God, Father Junipero Serra, But how can we change a business
claimed Monterey for Spain and the Holy itinerary for literary requirements?Much
Catholic Church by establishing a fort in Monterey remains the same, much has
and a mission in 1777. Now I claim it, changed. La Ida Cafe of blessed memory is
yet again, for myself.The sea as I drive now Kalisa's, down from my hotel at 851
down the coast road is white with rage Cannery Row. Wing Chong Market, at 835,
and foam. A hurricane has been creating has been transmogrified into the Old
havoc at sea and in Mexico. This is the General Store and the building that once
dying fringe of the storm. Waves slam held Doc Rickett's Marine Lab still
against the rocky coast and burst in stands at 800 Cannery Row. Last time I
white flags to mark the route ahead. I was here it was a private club and I
see no sea lions or seals as I did last managed to smooth-talk my way in. This
year. Perhaps the sea is too rough. morning it seems sadly deserted and I am
Perhaps they have a shelter where they told it is owned by the city of Monterey
hide from the big waves. Perhaps.I am and the public is not welcome.Do not
staying at the Monterey Bay Inn simply confuse this, the genuine article, with
because of its address, 242 Cannery Row. Doc Rickett's Lab, which is a restaurant
From here, last night, I walked past the at 180 E Franklin Street, and is not the
appalling tourist mockery that is sort of place Doc Rickett would have
Fisherman's Wharf -- what sins are dined at, but didn't.When I have finished
committed for the tourist dollar -- and writing, I will stroll down to Sancho
on to the Municipal Wharf at the end of Panza for lunch. This restaurant is in an
Figuero Street. This is where the real adobe building built in 1841 in Calle
fishing fleet is moored; where the Principal -- Main Street. There, in the
buildings are designed for work, not crowded, low-ceilinged room, I will drink
tourist, and the pelicans stalk the Mexican Corona beer with slices of lime
fish-smelling docks and landings. Pure and eat chile con carne con frijoles and
Steinbeck.Last night I dreamed I was Doc remember John Steinbeck, the writer who
Rickett and that I still worked in my gave me the smell, the feel, the reality
laboratory among the wonderful desperates of Monterey when I was a small boy in
of 'Cannery Row'. This morning, over Wales.Gareth Powell runs, among other
breakfast, I consider sadly the strong sites, Travel Hopefully - - and has been
moral purpose that ran through all of a travel writer and editor for far too
John Steinbeck's 'Cannery Row' novels. He long.
was worried the major canning companies




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