Odd, Old News: At the Mercy of a Crazy Driver

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Bell Springs Hotel [Photo from the collection of the J. Johnson family]

Nuggets of old news served up once a week by David Heller, one of our local historians.

The dangers of travel a hundred years ago were made clear to the family of D. W. Hanson who were making the 18 hours steamer journey from Eureka to the Bay area via the “Pride of the Coasters”, the S.S. Pomona, on September 5, 1904 when their ship was rammed by the Westport seventeen miles north of Point Reyes. (The Pomona survived the collision, it’s third in as many years, only to wreck four years later on Monterey Rock near Ft. Ross.)

Mr. Hanson’s return journey home from the Bay area by stagecoach proved to be nearly as hazardous to his health as was his trip south.

(Please excuse the absence of a few words in the account below, the microfilmed newspaper account had blackened areas too dark to be read)

AT MERCY OF CRAZY DRIVER
Daily Standard, September 14, 1911
Startling Experience of D. W. Hanson and Other Passengers

D.W. Hanson, who left here last week with his wife and daughter to attend the conclave at San Francisco, as a Knight Templar of Eureka Commanderly, returned this morning via the overland route alone. Mrs. Hanson and daughter were left at San Jose where Miss Hanson will enter the State Normal School and when the young lady is settled in her temporary home Mrs. Hanson will return by the steamer.

From the story told by Mr. Hanson upon his return this morning, this trip of his will be a memorable one for him., from the startling experiences and narrow escapes with his life that he encountered both going and returning. The first of these was shared with him by his wife and daughter, they having been passengers on the P.C.S.S. CO’s. steamer Pomona when she collided with the steam schooner Westport, early on the morning of Monday, Sept 5. It was almost directly at his stateroom door that the Westport’s bow dented the Pomona’s side, the force of the blow heeling the Pomona far over(–too blurred to read–) several of the passengers on the opposite side of the vessel, out of their bunks.

Contrary to the first press reports of the accident, Mr. Hanson says that there was absolutely no panic on the vessel and that the discipline of officers and crew was admirable. Before he could dress the Pomona’s crew had lowered a boat on the side where the Westport had struck their vessel and with lights had carefully inspected the ship’s outer shell to determine the extent of the damage. At the same time Captain Swanson went below and made an inspection of the vessel’s hold on that side. Almost simultaneously the inspections were finished and the Captain and his officers went about personally assuring the passengers that there was no danger or serious damage. After the Pomona’s safety was assured the condition of the other vessel was inquired into and that was all there was to it. So far from having been a panic Mr. Hanson says that many of the passengers did not even get out of their berths to inquire into the cause of the commotion.

This in itself was quite a startling experience but the Fates has still another in store for him, so that after escaping the peril of the sea he must needs have to fight to escape death or at least serious injury on dry land in an everyday old stage wagon. The last of his traveling trials occurred on the overland stage road, just one week later, and on this occasion as on the former, other lives were endangered. In this he and two other passengers on the stage, one of them a lady, were placed at the mercy of a [crazy] stage driver and for a time were at the imminent risk of being driven over the grade and hurled to death or injury down the mountain side.

It was the stage of the overland trip from Laytonville to Bell Springs and in the coach with him was W.J. Condon, wagon master for Wells, Fargo and Co’s. Express in San Francisco, who with his wife was en route for Blocksburg on a vacation trip. Soon after leaving Laytonville the driver, a great, husky fellow, commenced to act strangely and the nearer they got to the summit with its many precipices around which the road winds, the more careless the driver became, and several times narrowly avoided upsetting the stage(–too blurred to read–). As his carelessness increased it became evident to Messrs. Condon and Hanson that something must be done to prevent an accident, so while ascending a grade they dropped out of the stage, and after a consultation decided that the only thing to do was to relieve the driver of his “ribbons”, peaceably if possible, forcibly if necessary.

Accordingly when they remounted the stage Mr. Condon took the empty seat alongside the driver and Mr. Hanson the one immediately behind him. Mr. Hanson then suggested to the driver that he allow Mr. Condon to drive for a while, and to their surprise he consented readily and exchanged places with his successor. Hardly had the change been made, however, when the driver asked Condon if he had a gun on him and receiving a reply in the negative, suddenly pounced upon Condon and endeavored to throw him off the seat. Condon immediately grappled with the insane man and dropping the lines, which were immediately grabbed by Mr. Hanson, proceeded to choke him over the back of the seat.

In the struggle both fell out of the stage into the road, but in the meantime Mr. Hanson had brought the horses to a standstill and getting out also he assisted Condon in overpowering the man without having to injure him. Thus outnumbered the fellow quieted down and upon being given the alternative of allowing someone else to drive or being left there to find his way to the next station as best he could he consented to behave himself and drive as a passenger.

This he did after a fashion, and with Mr. Hanson standing over him and Mr. Condon tooling the team the stage arrived at Bells Springs at 4:30 o’clock in the afternoon, four and a half hours late. Here a report of the occurrence was made to Mail Agent Grothe but owing to the delay on the road the party was compelled to lay over. When they resumed the journey it was with another and safer driver, the end of the cray driver’s run being Bell Springs. What became of him afterward, Mr. Hanson does not know. Neither could he learn his name nor anything about him at the Springs. No one there seemed to know him as he was said to be a new man on the road.

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4 years ago

Not so much changes after all. There was a trip back from San Francisco on a Greyhound bus where a passenger and the bus driver got into a fight. To this day I wasn’t clear who was the insane one in that fight.

Mary Ann Machi
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Mary Ann Machi
4 years ago

Steamship Pomona postcard crossing the Humboldt Bar, postmarked 1907.

Mary Ann Machi
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Mary Ann Machi
4 years ago

Steamship Pomona, wrecked, 1908. Postcard by Meisner.

Mary Ann Machi
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Mary Ann Machi
4 years ago
Reply to  Mary Ann Machi

Steamship Pomona history from Marine Digest, August 14, 1971. She was 225 feet long.

“She was built at Union Iron Works in San Francisco in 1888, for Pacific Coast SS Co. and was assigned the weekly run from San Francisco to Eureka. The vessel carried 62 crewmen and a passenger list of 84. Power was a 1,500-hp triple expansion engine. Her tonnage was 1,264.

Developed Leak

On March 17, 1908 while steaming up the coast, the Pomona was two miles offshore when she struck a pinnacle rock and developed a serious leak. The skipper and crew were not overly alarmed but some of the passengers were running about the ship in near panic.

Fort Ross was two miles distant and the captain elected to make port and beach his leaking command. She made the bay but while coming in, she struck an uncharted rock in the northern cove and was firmly pinned. Water poured into her holds.

It was a nasty day, but North Point created a sheltered area and the skipper ordered a total abandonment. A guide boat went in to survey the beach area and a lantern was set up to guide the other boats to a safe landing. With the Pomona’s six boats it took three trips to get all hands ashore. Later the captain, three navigation officers and nine members of the crew returned to the ship to remove navigation instruments and to prevent others from looting.

The wreck contained only 300 tons of general cargo, some mail, and an automobile (lashed on deck). Much of the loose gear and cargo was off-loaded, but the vessel was written off as a $120,000 loss. Most of the passengers had a very uncomfortable night on the hostile shore but later were taken to San Francisco, many with just the clothes on their backs.

The many claims of negligence and faulty lifesaving equipment ran their course, but none were proved.”

(Pleased to share Kym)

Bushytails
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Bushytails
4 years ago
Reply to  Mary Ann Machi

” it took three trips to get all hands ashore.” and this is one of the many reasons we have SOLAS now. You don’t always get time for three trips…

David Heller
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David Heller
4 years ago
Reply to  Mary Ann Machi

Ditto! I looked all over for exciting photos of the Pomona, great addition!

onlooker
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onlooker
4 years ago

Sounds like plenty of drivers on that stretch of road today!

Who knew it was so many years ago.
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Who knew it was so many years ago.
4 years ago
Reply to  onlooker

Meth comes to the North………………………….

Central HumCo
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4 years ago

“the State Normal School” – mmmkay.

~i surely do enjoy these stories, Kym. Thank you.

Bushytails
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Bushytails
4 years ago
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Cool
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Cool
4 years ago

My 81 yr old mom says thats what the colleges were called (for women), then most changed to the title “teaching college”.

Central HumCo
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4 years ago

Thanks Bushytails, and Cool. Learn something every day, as ‘they’ say.

Geoffrey davis
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Geoffrey davis
4 years ago

Thanks Kim and David..Im going to guess the driver/ mule skinner had a contract/ grievance to scare if not kill the Wells Fargo man. The story is awee bit confusing how it is wruitten.Thanks Mary Ann for your additions. Sounds like a case for Standley, or maybe just some bad hooch or early loco weed.

gunther
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gunther
4 years ago

I could be mistaken but I think the Bell Springs Hotel is still standing. I can’t remember who the land owner is either, but I knew at one time. Guest deer hunters stay in the old hotel.

Brian Wilson
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Brian Wilson
4 years ago

This story, and all these comments and pictures made my night. A nice respite from todays news….and a shout out to Ms. Machi!

Mary Ann Machi
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Mary Ann Machi
4 years ago
Reply to  Brian Wilson

Very pleased you were entertained BW. David starts the ball rolling with these interesting old stories. Thanks so much for shout out. 🙂