Tag: Death Valley National Park

Death Valley National Park, located in eastern California and stretching into Nevada, is a land of extremes. It is the hottest, driest, and lowest national park in the United States, featuring the famously scorching Badwater Basin, which lies 282 feet below sea level. The park’s vast and varied landscape includes towering sand dunes, rugged mountains, and colorful badlands. Despite its harsh conditions, Death Valley is home to a surprising diversity of life, with unique plant and animal species adapted to the extreme environment. The park also boasts stunning geological features such as the salt flats, volcanic craters, and canyons, offering visitors a breathtaking glimpse into the power of nature. Starry night skies and striking sunrises and sunsets add to the park’s otherworldly beauty, making it a unique destination for adventure seekers and nature enthusiasts alike.

Greenwater California – Inyo County Ghost Town

Posted on December 4, 2025 by Destination4x4

In the scorched embrace of the Funeral Mountains, where the Mojave Desert meets the unrelenting heat of Death Valley, lies the spectral outline of Greenwater—a fleeting copper boomtown that flickered to life in the shadow of California’s most infamous wilderness. Perched at approximately 3,500 feet in Greenwater Valley, about 27 miles southeast of Furnace Creek and just over the Nevada border from the Bullfrog Mining District, Greenwater embodied the raw ambition of early 20th-century prospectors. Named for the verdant spring that promised life amid the barren talus slopes and creosote flats, the town rose from two rival camps—Kunze and Ramsey—only to collapse under the weight of unprofitable veins and economic turmoil. Its story is one of explosive speculation, where over $15 million in investments poured into a district yielding little more than oxidized malachite and investor regret. This report traces Greenwater’s turbulent history, its vital ties to neighboring outposts like Rhyolite and Beatty, the lifeline of railroad aspirations, and the mines that lured—and ultimately betrayed—thousands to this unforgiving frontier.

Early Discoveries and the Spark of the Boom (1880s–1905)

The Funeral Range, a jagged volcanic spine etched by ancient fault lines, had long guarded its mineral secrets. As early as the 1880s, prospectors whispered of copper outcrops staining the canyon walls with turquoise hues, but the site’s isolation—over 50 miles from the nearest railhead and besieged by summer temperatures exceeding 120°F and winter freezes that cracked water barrels—stifled development. Water, the desert’s cruelest commodity, cost $15 per barrel, hauled by mule teams from distant springs, while the nearest civilization was a grueling three-day trek across the Amargosa Desert.

The tide turned in 1904, when the gold rush in Nevada’s Bullfrog District—ignited by Shorty Harris’s quartz strike near present-day Rhyolite—drew adventurers southward. Prospectors spilling over from Beatty and Rhyolite stumbled upon rich copper oxides near Greenwater Spring, a rare oasis where alkali flats gave way to mineralized breccias. Frank McAllister and Arthur Kunze staked the first claims in late 1904, founding Kunze Camp atop the ridge at 4,000 feet, where a modest cluster of tents sprouted amid the piñon and Joshua trees. By spring 1905, rival Harry Ramsey platted a lower site in the valley floor, dubbing it Copperfield or Ramsey, three miles downhill for easier wagon access. These embryonic outposts, fueled by tales of “picture ore” assaying 20–30% copper, marked the prelude to frenzy, as stages from Beatty rattled in with wide-eyed speculators clutching stock prospectuses.

Boomtown Rivalry and Rapid Expansion (1906–1907)

By August 1906, the merger of Kunze and Ramsey birthed Greenwater proper, a canvas metropolis swelling to 2,000 souls in the blink of an eye. Tents blanketed the valley like a vast encampment, housing saloons belching forth raucous laughter and the acrid smoke of hand-rolled cigarettes, alongside assay offices tallying assays that fueled Wall Street dreams. The Death Valley Chuck-Walla, a satirical broadsheet, skewered frauds and boosters alike, its pages alive with cartoons of “copper kings” and exposés of wildcat schemes. A post office opened in October, the Greenwater Banking Corporation erected a two-story frame edifice, and the Tonopah Lumber Company hauled in 150,000 board feet to frame hotels, stores, and a nascent red-light district. Main Street lots fetched $500–$5,000, with over 2,200 platted in 130 blocks, while a justice of the peace and constable imposed a veneer of order amid the chaos of claim-jumpers and saloon brawls.

Seventy-three companies incorporated, backed by titans like Charles Schwab (Greenwater United Copper) and F.M. “Borax” Smith, injecting $15–30 million into shafts piercing the rhyolite and tuff. Nearby Furnace, a tent city three miles west founded by Patsy Clark’s Furnace Creek Copper Company, boomed in parallel, its post office flickering from March 1907 to February 1908. Yet, beneath the bustle, cracks formed: water scarcity forced reliance on hauled barrels, and the first assays revealed shallow oxides giving way to barren ash below 200 feet.

Ties to Surrounding Towns: A Web of Supply and Speculation

Greenwater’s isolation bred dependence on its Nevada neighbors, forging a symbiotic yet strained network across the state line. Rhyolite, 35 miles north in the Bullfrog Hills, served as the primary gateway; its gold-fueled boom—peaking at 10,000 residents—drew the initial rush southward, with stages from Rhyolite’s depot ferrying prospectors over Daylight Pass in three bone-jarring days. Beatty, five miles east of Rhyolite and straddling the Amargosa River, emerged as the crucial freight hub, its Montgomery Hotel and saloons provisioning Greenwater’s miners with whiskey, beans, and dynamite via mule trains. Amargosa, a nascent stop three miles west of Rhyolite, briefly thrived as a waystation for Greenwater-bound wagons, its store and blacksmith echoing with the clamor of ore sacks.

This interdependence cut both ways: Greenwater’s copper fever siphoned capital from Bullfrog’s gold fields, irking Rhyolite operators who watched investors pivot south. When Rhyolite’s mines faltered in 1907, its salvaged timbers and machinery migrated to Greenwater, only to be abandoned there in turn. Furnace Creek, 27 miles west in Death Valley proper, supplied scant water and borax lore from “Borax” Smith’s operations, while distant Tonopah and Goldfield funneled speculative stock sales eastward. In essence, Greenwater was a peripheral bloom on the Bullfrog stem, its vitality borrowed from Nevada’s gold rush until both withered.

Train Stops and the Elusive Iron Horse

Railroads were Greenwater’s siren song, promising to conquer the desert’s tyranny. The Tonopah & Tidewater Railroad (T&T), chartered in 1904 by “Borax” Smith to link his Death Valley borax works to Ludlow, California, snaked northward from the Santa Fe mainline, reaching Crucero in 1906 and Death Valley Junction by 1907. Its 160-mile grade skirted Greenwater Valley, with a proposed branch eyeing the copper camps; surveyors plotted routes from Beatty (via the Las Vegas & Tonopah) and Amargosa, but the Panic of 1907 derailed ambitions.

The Tonopah & Greenwater Railroad, incorporated in March 1907, vowed a 50-mile spur from the T&T at Amargosa, complete by July, but it never broke ground. Greenwater’s fate hinged on Ramsey’s lower site for its gentler gradient—saving millions in grading—yet no spike was driven. The T&T’s northern terminus at Gold Center, south of Beatty, became a nominal “stop” for Greenwater freight, but wagons remained king, groaning under 20-ton loads across rutted trails. The railroads’ ghosts linger in graded beds now traced by off-roaders, a testament to promises unfulfilled.

The Mines: Copper Dreams and Barren Realities

Greenwater’s 2,500 claims riddled the Funeral Range’s east face, targeting oxidized copper in brecciated rhyolite—malachite and azurite staining faults amid quartz veins. The Furnace Creek Copper Mine, Greenwater’s crown jewel under Patsy Clark, plunged 200 feet, shipping 20 tons of 20% ore in early 1906 before hitting sterile ash. Schwab’s Greenwater United Copper, capitalized at $5 million, tunneled aggressively, as did the Greenwater Death Valley Copper Company, whose 73 rivals blanketed the valley in a frenzy of drywashers and adits.

Production was a mirage: sporadic shipments in 1916–1918 and 1929 gleaned $10,000 from dumps during copper spikes, but no mine achieved sustained output. The Greenwater Mine yielded one carload in 1916; others, like the Hallelujah and Hidden Valley groups, idled as shafts revealed low-grade sulfides untreatable without a smelter. Fraud tainted the boom—four companies exposed as scams—yet the district’s geology, a cap of shallow oxides over deep barren rock, doomed it utterly. Tailings scar the slopes today, silent witnesses to ambition’s folly.

Decline and Desertion (1907–1920s)

The Panic of 1907 struck like a Mojave dust storm, crashing copper stocks and halting infusions; by summer, saloons shuttered, and the Chuck-Walla fell silent. Guggenheim engineers, inspecting Furnace Creek, pronounced the veins pinched out, triggering a mass exodus—tents folded, wagons creaked northward to Rhyolite’s own ruins. By January 1908, only 50 lingered amid one saloon’s dying echoes; the post office closed in 1908, and Furnace followed suit. Sporadic revivals in World War I’s copper hunger yielded scraps, but by the 1920s, Greenwater devolved into a winter haven for “desert rats”—grizzled prospectors swapping yarns around campfires, their dreams as dry as the valley floor.

Current Status

Today, Greenwater is a true ghost, its tent scars erased by wind and flash floods, leaving scant ruins at the original Kunze site—a few leveled foundations and mine adits—while the valley floor lies barren. Managed within Death Valley National Park, access demands a high-clearance 4WD via the 20-mile Greenwater Valley Road from Highway 190 south of Dante’s View—rutted, washboarded, and prone to seasonal closures from monsoons or snow. No amenities exist; visitors contend with extreme heat (up to 130°F) and hypothermia risks at night, packing water and fuel for the isolation.

Greenwater draws intrepid explorers via the Lonesome Miner Trail—a 40-mile backpacking route linking it to Beveridge and other Inyo relics—championed by the National Park Service for its “outdoor museum” value. Drone footage and geotagged hikes trend on platforms like AllTrails, but the site’s fragility—tailings laced with arsenic—warrants caution; no collecting is permitted. Amid climate whiplash, with 2025’s erratic rains scouring the valley, Greenwater endures as a meditation on hubris, its silence broken only by coyote howls echoing the ghosts of a copper mirage. For current conditions, consult NPS resources.

Greenwater Town Summary

Name	Greenwater
Also Known	Kunze, Ramsey
Location	Inyo County, Death Valley, California
Latitude, Longitude	36.179444, -116.616389
Elevation	4,280 feet
Newspaper	Greenwater Times ( 1906-1908 )

Greenwater Map

References

Wikipedia – Greenwater

The Amargosa Opera House

Posted on November 20, 2025 by Destination4x4

Recently, on a whim, my wife and I loaded up the jeep and opt to just explore the desert West of our home town of Las Vegas and ended up at the Amargosa Opera House. Our original idea was to drive to the winery’s in Pahrump, Nevada. After the winery our plan was to drive up to the townsite of Johnnie, Nevada. The best laid plans were for not. We discovered that the mines of Johnnie, Nevada are located on private property.

The Arargosa Opera House is located in Death Valley Junction, California.

Honoring the wishes of the Johnnie mine site property owners, we opted to do some exploring. We headed easy through the small town of Crystal, Nevada and drove past the Ash Meadows National Wildlife Refuge. The AMNWR was closed, as the result of, a Government Shutdown.

As our wandering journey continued, we opted to travel South and soon discovered the small desert haven of Death Valley Junction and the world famous Amargosa Opera House.

Death Valley Junction was founded as the town of Amargosa. The town was founded at the intersection of SR 190 and SR 127 just East of Death Valley. Founded in 1907 when the Tonopay and Tidewater railroads ventured into Amargosa Valley.

Origins as a Borax Company Town (Early 20th Century)

The story begins not with ballet slippers but with 20-mule teams and the quest for borax. In the early 1900s, the Pacific Coast Borax Company sought to exploit rich deposits in Death Valley. The Tonopah and Tidewater Railroad reached the area in 1907, establishing a settlement originally called Amargosa (Spanish for “bitter,” referencing the local water). By the 1920s, the company constructed a U-shaped complex of adobe buildings in the Spanish Colonial Revival style, designed by architect Alexander Hamilton McCulloch. Completed between 1923 and 1925, it included offices, employee dormitories, a hotel, store, and a community hall known as Corkhill Hall. This hall hosted everything from church services and town meetings to dances, movies, funerals, and recreational events for the roughly 300 residents.

The town peaked in the 1920s and 1930s, supporting the nearby Lila C. Mine and the Death Valley Railroad, a narrow-gauge line that hauled borax until the early 1940s. World War II damaged the tracks, mining shifted elsewhere, and by 1950, Death Valley Junction had devolved into a near-ghost town—abandoned buildings crumbling under relentless sun, with only dust devils for company.

The Arrival of Marta Becket and Rebirth (1967–1970s)

Fate—or a flat tire—intervened in March 1967. Marta Becket (born Martha Beckett in 1924 in New York City), a classically trained dancer, actress, choreographer, and painter who had performed on Broadway, at Radio City Music Hall, and in touring shows, was camping with her husband Tom Williams when their trailer blew a tire near Death Valley Junction. While it was repaired, Becket explored the derelict town. Peering through a keyhole in the door of Corkhill Hall, she felt the building “speak” to her: a vast, ruined space with a stage, flooded floors, and rodent-infested benches, but brimming with potential.

Enchanted, Becket rented the hall for $45 a month and a dollar down. She and her husband leveled the floor, repaired the roof, and extended the stage. On February 10, 1968, she gave her inaugural performance—a one-woman show of dance, mime, and music—to an audience of just 12 locals on a rainy night. She renamed the venue the Amargosa Opera House, performed weekends without fail, and began restoring the adjacent hotel.

Sparse crowds frustrated her until inspiration struck: she would create her own audience. From 1968 to 1972, working on scaffolding in scorching heat, Becket painted vibrant Renaissance-style murals covering the walls and ceiling—a perpetual crowd of 16th-century nobles, jesters, nuns, kings, queens, and courtesans in opulent attire, gazing eternally at the stage. The ceiling became a trompe-l’œil balcony of revelers. This “painted audience” ensured she was never truly alone.

A 1970 National Geographic article, followed by features in Life magazine, brought fame. Visitors trickled, then poured in from around the world, drawn to this oasis of whimsy in the desert’s void.

The Amargosa Opera House features original hand painted murals by Marta Becket.

Peak Years and Legacy Building (1970s–2017)

In 1974, Becket completed the murals and founded the nonprofit Amargosa Opera House, Inc. With support from friends and the Trust for Public Land, the organization purchased the entire town of Death Valley Junction. On December 10, 1981, it was listed on the National Register of Historic Places. Proper theater seats arrived in 1983, replacing garden chairs.

Becket performed relentlessly—often solo, later with partners like handyman Tom Willett (her comic foil until his 2005 death)—choreographing original ballets and pantomimes. Her shows ran Friday, Saturday, and Monday nights, drawing busloads during peak seasons. She lived simply in a shack behind the opera house, surrounded by cats, burros, peacocks, and the desert’s silence.

The 2000 documentary Amargosa, directed by Todd Robinson, cemented her legend. Becket retired from regular performances after the 2008–2009 season but returned sporadically until her final show on February 12, 2012. She continued painting and overseeing the venue until her death on January 30, 2017, at age 92.

Successors like ballerina Jenna McClintock (inspired as a child visitor and resident performer until 2016) carried the torch briefly, but the focus shifted to preserving Becket’s vision.

Current Status (As of November 20, 2025)

Death Valley Junction remains a near-ghost town—population under 10, no gas stations, no grocery stores, and vast emptiness punctuated by derelict borax-era ruins. Yet the Amargosa Opera House and Hotel endures as a nonprofit-run cultural beacon, owned and operated by Amargosa Opera House, Inc.

The 23-room hotel is open year-round, offering basic, historic accommodations (no TVs, but WiFi and air conditioning) to travelers seeking quirky desert lodging. The adjacent Amargosa Cafe, once a staple, remains closed following prior operational pauses.

The Opera House itself faces challenges from the desert’s extremes. Severe monsoon floods in August 2025 damaged the historic adobe walls, lobby, rooms, and irreplaceable murals, with water inundating the complex. Reserves depleted, the nonprofit launched urgent fundraising campaigns, raising over $18,000 by October 2025 toward a $50,000 goal for floor repairs, roof work, flood mitigation, utilities, insurance, and payroll. As of mid-November 2025, tours—normally daily at 9 AM and often evenings—were suspended, with resumption announced for November 2, 2025 (adults $20, children $10).

Performances are limited or on hiatus during recovery, though the venue occasionally hosts traveling musicians, theater, spoken word, and special events (check amargosaoperahouse.org for schedules). The murals—vibrant depictions of Becket’s imaginary patrons—remain the star attraction, a testament to one woman’s defiance of isolation.

Despite hardships, the Amargosa persists as a symbol of artistic resilience. Visitors describe it as a “miracle in the desert,” where the air still hums with Marta Becket’s spirit—whirling like the dust devils she loved to paint. In an era of fleeting digital spectacles, this hand-built theater reminds us that true creation can bloom anywhere, even in the bitter heart of nowhere. For the latest updates, visit the official site or contribute to preservation efforts.

Death Valley Junction

Posted on November 19, 2025 by Destination4x4

Death Valley Junction, often still referred to by its original name Amargosa (Spanish for “bitter,” referencing the local water sources), is a remote, unincorporated community in eastern Inyo County, California, within the Mojave Desert’s Amargosa Valley. Situated at the crossroads of State Route 190 and State Route 127, it lies just east of Death Valley National Park, approximately 30 miles from the park’s Furnace Creek area and near the Nevada border. At an elevation of about 2,041 feet (622 meters), the site has long served as a desolate yet strategic junction in one of the harshest environments on Earth, where summer temperatures routinely exceed 120°F (49°C) and rainfall is scarce. This isolated outpost, now home to fewer than four permanent residents, embodies the boom-and-bust cycles of desert mining towns while owing its enduring cultural significance to an unlikely artistic revival.

Anargosa Hotel, Death Valley Junction, California - 1935 — Anargosa Hotel, Death Valley Junction, California – 1935

Early History and Indigenous Roots

The area around Death Valley Junction has been traversed for millennia. Indigenous peoples, including the Timbisha Shoshone, used the crossroads for travel and trade routes across the Amargosa Valley. European-American exploration intensified during the California Gold Rush era, when the infamous Death Valley ’49ers—lost prospectors seeking a shortcut to the gold fields—passed through nearby, lending the region its ominous name. Ranchers, farmers, and settlers followed in the late 19th century, drawn by sparse water sources and grazing lands. Originally known simply as Amargosa, the settlement gained a post office in the early 20th century, but it remained a minor stop until the discovery of valuable mineral resources transformed it.

The Borax Boom and Railroad Era (1900s–1930s)

The community’s modern history began in earnest with the borax mining boom. In 1907, the name was officially changed to Death Valley Junction to capitalize on its proximity to emerging mining operations. The Pacific Coast Borax Company (famous for its 20-mule team wagons) played a pivotal role. In 1914, the company established the narrow-gauge Death Valley Railroad, linking the boron-rich mines at Ryan (near present-day Death Valley) to Death Valley Junction, where ore was transferred to the Tonopah and Tidewater Railroad for shipment southward.

From 1923 to 1925, the company invested heavily in infrastructure, constructing a planned company town in the Spanish Colonial Revival style. Designed by Los Angeles architect Alexander Hamilton McCulloch, the development included employee housing, offices, a hotel (originally for visitors and staff), and a community hall called Corkill Hall. At its peak in the 1920s, the town supported around 300–350 residents, with amenities like a school, stores, and social events. Borax, used in detergents, glass, and cosmetics, fueled prosperity until operations shifted. The Death Valley Railroad ceased borax transport in 1928, and full rail service ended by the 1940s as mining declined and synthetic alternatives emerged. By the 1950s, Death Valley Junction had largely become a ghost town, its adobe buildings crumbling under the relentless desert sun.

Revival Through Art: Marta Becket and the Amargosa Opera House (1960s–2010s)

The town’s improbable second life began in 1967 when New York dancer, painter, and performer Marta Becket (1924–2017) and her husband experienced a flat tire while camping nearby. Wandering into the abandoned Corkill Hall—part of the old borax company complex—Becket envisioned it as a theater. She rented the space (initially for $45 a month) and transformed the derelict hall into the Amargosa Opera House.

Over decades, Becket meticulously restored the venue, painting elaborate murals on the walls and ceiling depicting a perpetual Renaissance-era audience (complete with nobles, nuns, and jesters) so she would “never perform to an empty house.” She began solo dance, mime, and one-woman shows in 1968, often to sparse crowds—or none at all—in the early years. Word spread, drawing curious tourists en route to Death Valley. Becket performed nearly every weekend until her retirement in 2012 at age 87, her final show marking over 40 years on stage.

In the 1970s–1980s, Becket expanded her vision: completing murals throughout the adjacent hotel, establishing the nonprofit Amargosa Opera House, Inc., and purchasing much of the town with donor support. In 1980, Death Valley Junction was designated a National Register of Historic Places district, preserving 26 structures as remnants of early 20th-century borax-era architecture. The site gained further fame through documentaries, books (including Becket’s autobiography To Dance on Sands), and appearances in films.

D V R R tracks near Death Valley Junction, California

Current Status

Today, Death Valley Junction remains one of California’s most evocative near-ghost towns, with a permanent population of fewer than four people. The entire historic district is owned and managed by the nonprofit Amargosa Opera House, Inc., ensuring preservation of Marta Becket’s legacy following her death in 2017.

Amargosa Opera House and Hotel: The centerpiece remains operational as a cultural oasis. The 23-room hotel (with basic, atmospheric accommodations featuring Becket’s murals) welcomes overnight guests year-round. Self-guided or staff-led tours of the opera house showcase the hand-painted murals and stage. Performances continue sporadically, including tribute shows, live music, theater, and special events like anniversary celebrations on or near February 10 (marking Becket’s 1968 debut). Tours resumed on November 2, 2025, after temporary closures.
Challenges and Recent Developments: The site has faced ongoing environmental threats, including flash floods from monsoon storms that damaged the opera house floor, hotel rooms, and adobe structures in recent years (notably exacerbated by events like Hurricane Hilary in 2023). Fundraising efforts focus on repairs, roof work, flood mitigation, utilities, and insurance. The former Amargosa Cafe is no longer consistently open, and there are no gas stations, stores, or other services—visitors must fuel up in nearby Pahrump, Nevada, or Shoshone, California.
Tourism and Appeal: As a gateway to Death Valley National Park (which saw record visitation in recent years), the junction attracts road-trippers, history buffs, and art enthusiasts seeking offbeat Americana. The stark contrast of a vibrant, mural-filled theater amid derelict borax ruins creates a surreal, haunting atmosphere—often described as “eccentric” or “otherworldly.” It has appeared in media as a symbol of desert resilience and quirky individualism.

Death Valley Junction stands as a testament to human ingenuity amid isolation: from industrial borax hub to abandoned relic, reborn through one woman’s artistic defiance. Though fragile and remote, it endures as a preserved slice of California’s desert heritage, inviting visitors to experience its quiet drama under vast, starlit skies.

Death Valley Railroad

The Death Valley Railroad (DVRR) was a historic 3 ft (914 mm) narrow-gauge railroad that once operated in Death Valley. Built primarily to support mining…

The Amargosa Opera House

Recently, on a whim, my wife and I loaded up the jeep and opt to just explore the desert West of our home town of…

Ryan California – Inyo County Ghosttown

Posted on November 18, 2025 by Destination4x4

Perched precariously on the steep eastern flanks of the Amargosa Range at an elevation of 3,045 feet (928 meters), Ryan, California—once a thriving borax mining outpost—clings to the rugged edge of Death Valley National Park like a faded photograph from the early 20th century. This unincorporated community in Inyo County, just 8 miles northeast of Dante’s View and 15 miles southeast of Furnace Creek, embodies the stark contrasts of the American desert frontier: blistering heat by day, bone-chilling nights, and the relentless pursuit of mineral wealth amid isolation. Founded as a company town by the Pacific Coast Borax Company in 1914, Ryan served as the nerve center for extracting the “white gold” of the Mojave, fueling industries from glassmaking to detergents. Today, as a meticulously preserved ghost town under private stewardship, it offers a rare, unvarnished glimpse into the lives of borax miners and the pivot to tourism that briefly extended its lifespan. Though closed to casual visitors, Ryan’s 2025 designation on the National Register of Historic Places underscores its enduring significance as a cultural relic of industrial ambition and human resilience in one of North America’s harshest landscapes.

Postcard showing a panoramic view of Ryan, a mining camp in the Death Valley, California, ca.1920 - Photo Credit “University of Southern California. Libraries” and “California Historical Society” as the source. Digitally reproduced by the USC Digital Library. — Postcard showing a panoramic view of Ryan, a mining camp in the Death Valley, California, ca.1920 – Photo Credit “University of Southern California. Libraries” and “California Historical Society” as the source. Digitally reproduced by the USC Digital Library.

Early Prospecting and Settlement (1880s–1913)

The saga of Ryan unfolds against the backdrop of Death Valley’s borax boom, a chapter in the broader narrative of California’s mineral rushes that followed the silver frenzies of the Comstock Lode. Borax, a sodium borate compound essential for soap, ceramics, and fireproofing, was first discovered in the region in 1872 near Furnace Creek. By 1882, prospector Isadore Daixel had staked claims in the Funeral Mountains, identifying rich deposits of colemanite—a hydrated calcium borate—at what would become the Lila C Mine. Named after Lila C. Coleman, daughter of borax magnate William Tell Coleman, the Lila C site emerged as a modest camp by the early 1900s, drawing hardy laborers to its sun-scorched slopes where temperatures routinely exceeded 120°F (49°C) and water was hauled in by mule teams.

In 1907, the Pacific Coast Borax Company (PCB), under the visionary leadership of figures like Stephen Mather (later the first director of the National Park Service), formalized operations. A post office opened that year at Lila C, marking the camp’s transition from tent city to semblance of permanence. Miners, a mix of American, Mexican, and European immigrants, toiled in hand-dug adits, extracting colemanite via shallow pits and rudimentary ore chutes. The air hummed with the clatter of picks and the lowing of burros, while sagebrush-dotted arroyos carried faint echoes of multilingual banter around campfires fueled by creosote branches. Yet, the site’s remoteness—over 100 miles from the nearest railhead at Ludlow—hampered efficiency, prompting PCB to envision a more ambitious hub.

Boomtown Ascendancy and Industrial Might (1914–1927)

The year 1914 heralded Ryan’s explosive rebirth. To streamline logistics, PCB relocated operations 11 miles northwest of Lila C, constructing a new camp initially dubbed “Devar” (an acronym for Death Valley Railroad, later mangled to “Devair” on maps). Renamed Ryan in tribute to John Ryan (1849–1918), the company’s steadfast general manager who oversaw its expansion from San Francisco’s borax refineries to the Mojave’s veins, the site burgeoned into a model company town. By 1916, it boasted 54 buildings: bunkhouses for 300 workers, a two-story hospital with steam heat, a schoolhouse for the children of miners, a post office-cum-general store stocked with canned goods and patent medicines, assay offices, machine shops, and a recreation hall—originally a church shipped intact from the ghost town of Rhyolite, Nevada, in 1919.

At its core pulsed the mining infrastructure: the Lila C Mine, joined by the Jumbo, Biddy, and Widow complexes, yielded thousands of tons of colemanite annually, processed via a web of aerial tramways that whisked ore 1,000 feet down the canyon to loading platforms. The “Baby Gauge,” a narrow-gauge mine railroad snaking south from Ryan, shuttled loaded skips, while the full Death Valley Railroad—PCB’s 3-foot-gauge marvel—linked Ryan to the borax works at Death Valley Junction 20 miles east, ferrying passengers and freight through tunnel-pocked canyons. Electricity from a hydroelectric plant at Navel Spring illuminated the nights, refrigeration preserved perishables, and a tennis court hinted at leisure amid the grind. Population swelled to around 2,000 at peak, a polyglot mosaic where Cornish pumpmen rubbed shoulders with Mexican muleteers, all sustained by PCB’s paternalistic ethos of fair wages, medical care, and communal suppers under star-pricked skies. Ryan’s streets, graded dirt ribbons flanked by adobe and frame structures, thrummed with the rhythm of shift changes, the whistle of locomotives, and the distant rumble of ore cars—a desert symphony of progress.

Photograph of the "Baby Gauge" (aka "Baby Gage") mine train at the mining camp of Ryan, Death Valley, ca.1900-1950. A car with one headlight can be seen at center on tracks pulling a platform with four benches upon it. Someone can be seen driving the car, while four men and women sit on the benches. A small wooden shack with a portion of the roof missing can be seen behind the platform, while a ladder, wooden planks, and more tracks are visible at left. A valley and mountains can be seen in the background. - “University of Southern California. Libraries” and “California Historical Society” as the source. Digitally reproduced by the USC Digital Library. — Photograph of the “Baby Gauge” (aka “Baby Gage”) mine train at the mining camp of Ryan, Death Valley, ca.1900-1950. A car with one headlight can be seen at center on tracks pulling a platform with four benches upon it. Someone can be seen driving the car, while four men and women sit on the benches. A small wooden shack with a portion of the roof missing can be seen behind the platform, while a ladder, wooden planks, and more tracks are visible at left. A valley and mountains can be seen in the background. – “University of Southern California. Libraries” and “California Historical Society” as the source. Digitally reproduced by the USC Digital Library.

Decline and Reinvention (1928–1950s)

As with many Mojave outposts, Ryan’s fortunes waned with depleting veins and shifting markets. By 1927, high-grade colemanite reserves dwindled, and PCB shuttered the mines in 1928, idling the tramways and silencing the Baby Gauge. Undeterred, the company pivoted to tourism, rebranding Ryan as the Death Valley View Hotel in 1927—a plush resort with 20 guest rooms, a dining hall, and scenic overlooks drawing Hollywood elites and Eastern sightseers via the Tonopah & Tidewater Railroad. The Death Valley Railroad extended its life, offering excursion trains into the ghost mines until its decommissioning in 1930 amid the Great Depression’s grip.

The hotel limped on as overflow lodging for Furnace Creek’s inns through the 1940s, hosting episodes of Death Valley Days radio broadcasts and even serving as a Cold War fallout shelter in the 1950s. Yet, by the mid-1950s, patronage faded, leaving Ryan in caretaker status: a skeletal ensemble of weathered bunkhouses and rusting rail sidings, patrolled by lone watchmen amid encroaching creosote and jackrabbits. The 1933 creation of Death Valley National Monument (upgraded to national park in 1994) encircled but spared the private enclave, preserving its isolation.

Current Status (As of November 2025)

In a twist of serendipitous stewardship, Ryan’s nadir became its salvation. After decades under U.S. Borax (formed by PCB’s 1956 merger) and subsequent owner Rio Tinto (acquired 1967), the site was donated to the newly formed Death Valley Conservancy (DVC) on May 6, 2013—complete with 640 acres, 22 buildings, 16 archaeological sites, and mineral rights, bolstered by endowments for upkeep. This act, championed by Rio Tinto’s Preston Chiaro and spurred by National Park Service overtures since 2005, averted decay and positioned Ryan as a living laboratory for preservation.

Today, Ryan stands as one of the West’s best-preserved mining camps, its adobe walls and timber frames stabilized per the Secretary of the Interior’s standards. The Ryan Rec Hall’s multi-year restoration, ongoing since 2019, exemplifies efforts to blend education with conservation, supporting research in archaeology, industrial history, and desert ecology. The Ryan Historic District—encompassing rail remnants, mine complexes, and trails—was nominated in 2024 and listed on the National Register of Historic Places on January 27, 2025, honoring its multifaceted legacy from borax extraction to mid-century media outpost.

Public access remains tightly controlled for safety—unstable shafts and seismic risks abound—with no roads or services on-site. Visitors must enter a lottery for guided tours via the DVC website, typically limited to small groups exploring the schoolhouse’s chalk-scarred blackboards or the hotel’s faded lobby. Recent 2025 initiatives include enhanced water harvesting at Navel Spring and interpretive signage, while social media whispers of drone-captured sunsets over the bunkhouses fuel #DeathValleyGhostTown fervor. Amid Death Valley’s 2025 tourism surge—bolstered by cooler monsoons—Ryan endures not as a relic, but a resilient echo: where the wind through abandoned tram towers carries the ghosts of gandy dancers and the promise of rediscovery for those who draw the tour ticket. For bookings and updates, consult the Death Valley Conservancy at dvconservancy.org.

Town Summary

Name	Ryan California
Also Known As	Colemanite, Devair, New Ryan
Location	Death Valley National Park, San Bernardino County, California
Latitude, Longitude	36.3213, -116.6697
Elevation	928 meters / 3045 feet
GNIS	1661348

Ryan Town Map

References

DVConservacy.org

The Battle of Wingate Pass – February 26, 1906

Posted on August 12, 2025 by Destination4x4

The Battle of Wingate pass as reports by Los Angeles herald (Los Angeles [Calif.]), March 21, 1906

The so-called “Battle” of Wingate Pass, which occurred on February 26, 1906, in the rugged terrain of Death Valley, California, was not a genuine conflict but a staged hoax orchestrated by the infamous con artist Walter Edward Perry Scott, better known as “Death Valley Scotty.” This incident stemmed from Scotty’s elaborate schemes to defraud investors by promoting nonexistent gold mines in the desert. What followed the event was a chaotic sequence of retreats, media scrutiny, arrests, lawsuits, and jurisdictional disputes that exposed the fraud and led to short-lived legal repercussions. Below is a detailed chronological account of the events leading up to the “battle,” the incident itself, and the immediate aftermath, with a focus on the court actions that unfolded in the weeks and months following.

Background on Death Valley Scotty

Walter Scott (1872 - 1954) — Walter Scott (1872 – 1954)

Walter Edward Perry Scott (1872–1954), famously dubbed “Death Valley Scotty,” was born in Cynthiana, Kentucky, and rose to prominence as one of the American West’s most colorful con artists. Scotty began his career as a performer in Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show in the 1890s, where he honed his skills in showmanship and tall tales. By the early 1900s, he had relocated to California and began promoting himself as a wealthy gold prospector with secret mines in Death Valley, often flashing rolls of cash (later revealed to be “upholstered” with newspaper) to lure investors. His schemes involved “grubstakers”—investors who funded his expeditions in exchange for shares in supposed riches. Scotty’s charisma and exaggerated stories attracted figures like Chicago businessmen Albert M. Johnson and Edward A. Shedd, who invested $2,500 for a two-thirds stake in his fictional mine. However, as investors demanded proof, Scotty’s deceptions escalated, leading to elaborate hoaxes to maintain the illusion. His persona became synonymous with Death Valley, and he later lived at the opulent Scotty’s Castle (built by Johnson), perpetuating myths of hidden wealth until his death.

Events Leading Up to the “Battle”

Newspaper cartoon of "Death Valley Scotty", around 1905 — Newspaper cartoon of “Death Valley Scotty”, around 1905

By early 1906, Scotty’s investors were growing suspicious. New England mining promoter A.Y. Pearl had introduced Scotty to Eastern bankers and businessmen eager to inspect his claimed gold properties in Death Valley. They insisted on an evaluation by Daniel E. Owen, a reputable Boston mining engineer based in Nevada. Fearing exposure—since Scotty had no real mine—he persuaded his associate Bill Keys (a prospector and half-Cherokee Indian) to allow the group to view Keys’ modest Desert Hound Mine as a stand-in. Still anxious that Owen would deem it unworthy, Scotty hatched a plan for a staged ambush to make the area seem too dangerous for further exploration.

On February 23, 1906, the party departed from Daggett, California, equipped with two wagons, mules, horses, provisions, and whiskey. The group included Scotty, Owen, Pearl, Albert M. Johnson (president of the National Life Insurance Company of Chicago), Scotty’s brothers Bill and Warner Scott, Bill Keys, A.W. DeLyle St. Clair (a Los Angeles miner), and Jack Brody (a local desert character). Keys and Brody were sent ahead to prepare the ambush, possibly with help from an Indian named Bob Belt. The party camped at Granite Wells on February 24 and proceeded toward Lone Willow Spring the next day, leaving Bill Scott behind to guard extra animals.

Description of the “Battle”

The hoax unfolded on February 25, 1906, as the group approached Wingate Pass near Dry Lake. Shots rang out from behind stone breastworks (five of which still exist today as historical remnants), simulating an attack by claim jumpers or bandits. An ex-deputy sheriff from Goldfield, Nevada, reported being ambushed earlier, causing his pack train to stampede, adding to the chaos. Scotty fired two warning shots, startling the mules and tipping Owen from his wagon. Then, a rifle shot from the hidden assailants struck Warner Scott in the groin, an accidental injury likely due to the ambushers’ drunkenness (possibly Bob Belt). Scotty galloped toward the “attackers,” yelling for them to stop, which inadvertently exposed the ruse to the suspicious Owen.

The “battle” was brief and one-sided, with no return fire from the party. Panic ensued, and the group retreated hastily to Daggett, abandoning provisions in the desert. Warner was rushed to Los Angeles for medical treatment, where he survived after surgery. The staged nature became evident through Scotty’s over-the-top reaction and the lack of pursuit by the “ambushers.” The event involved real bullets, turning a planned scare tactic into a near-tragedy due to poor execution.

Immediate Events Following the “Battle” (Late February to March 1906)

The group’s return to civilization sparked immediate chaos. Los Angeles newspapers sensationalized the story, with Pearl initially claiming it was a genuine fight against four outlaws who were “claim jumpers” guarding Scotty’s mine. However, Owen, suspecting foul play, reported the true details to the San Bernardino County sheriff and the press, asserting that Scotty had orchestrated the ambush in an attempt to kill him and cover up the fraud. This led to a public unraveling of the hoax, as investors like Johnson realized they had been duped—though Johnson would later reconcile with Scotty and fund the construction of Scotty’s Castle in Death Valley.

The sheriff’s investigation uncovered incriminating evidence: abandoned provisions at Scotty’s “Camp Holdout” and a witness statement from the Nevada lawman who spotted Keys fleeing the scene. Media coverage intensified, portraying Scotty as a swindler and the “battle” as a farce. Scotty, ever the showman, initially denied involvement but soon faced mounting pressure.

Court Actions and Legal Proceedings (March to April 1906)

The legal fallout began swiftly. On March 14, 1906, just over two weeks after the incident, the San Bernardino County District Attorney issued arrest warrants for Scotty, Bill Keys, and Jack Brody on charges of assault with a deadly weapon. Scotty was arrested in Seattle on March 24 and released on $500 bail. He was rearrested two days later on March 26 but again released. On April 7, Scotty pleaded not guilty to two counts of assault in San Bernardino County Court and was freed on $2,000 bail.

Meanwhile, Warner Scott, seeking compensation for his injury, filed a civil lawsuit on or around April 1906 in Los Angeles County Court against Walter Scott, Bill Scott, Bill Keys, A.Y. Pearl, and a “John Doe” (likely Brody or another accomplice). The suit demanded $152,000 in damages for his wounds and related suffering.

Keys was apprehended on April 10 at Ballarat, a mining camp near Death Valley, and pleaded not guilty before being jailed in San Bernardino. On April 13, Scotty, Pearl, and Bill Scott were arrested once more and briefly jailed in San Bernardino. However, they were released the next day after a successful habeas corpus petition challenged their detention.

The cases collapsed on April 27, 1906, when all criminal charges were dismissed by the San Bernardino County Court due to a jurisdictional error: the “battle” had occurred in Inyo County, not San Bernardino County. Inyo County authorities declined to pursue the matter, possibly due to lack of evidence or interest. Scotty later boasted that he had moved a county boundary marker to create this confusion, though this claim remains unverified.

Warner eventually agreed to drop his damage suit on the condition that Scotty pay over $1,000 in medical bills owed to Dr. C.W. Lawton in Los Angeles. Scotty consented but never paid, leading to a default judgment against him—though he had no attachable assets at the time. This unresolved debt would resurface years later, culminating in Scotty’s 1912 contempt-of-court jailing and public confession to the hoax, but the immediate 1906 proceedings ended without convictions.

Broader Implications and Legacy

The “Battle” of Wingate Pass marked a turning point in Scotty’s career, exposing his deceptions to a wider audience and costing him most investors—except Johnson, who ironically became his lifelong patron. The event highlighted the lawlessness of the California desert frontier, where jurisdictional ambiguities often allowed scams to evade justice. While no one was ultimately prosecuted in 1906, the hoax cemented Scotty’s legend as a colorful charlatan, and Wingate Pass remains a footnote in Death Valley lore.

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