Tripping back in time:
A visit to the Western Railway Museum
There was a time, not so very long
ago, when rail travel was the preferred mode of getting from here to
there. Even in an area as remote
as California’s northern Sacramento Valley, for pocket change, one could hop
aboard an electrified interurban car in the morning, and by evening, arrive in
San Francisco. Post World War I,
it was how you got around.
A few weeks back, the local paper reported that the folks at
the Western Railway Museum sponsored Wildflower runs every Saturday, Sunday
and Wednesday in April. I’d driven
past the Museum countless times, stopping only once before perhaps thirty years
ago, to wander among the derelict rolling stock and wonder about the bucolic
nature of early 20th century travel. This would be our chance. We packed a picnic.
The Northern Electric Railway ran from Sacramento to Chico
with side routes connecting many larger bergs in the valley. Merging with a route that ran from
Sacramento to Oakland, the Sacramento Northern Railroad was established. Large self-propelled passenger
conveyances used either overhead lines or third rails to supply electricity
over the one hundred eighty-three-miles of right-of-way. It was the longest and most extensive
interurban rail system ever. Rails
tunneled through the pieces of the Coast Range and bridges spanned the
Sacramento, the Feather and the Yuba River. Trains would roll onto ferries to cross the Suisun Bay and
then roll off on the far shore. For
a time, the Sacramento Northern even ran trains across the lower deck of the
Bay Bridge.
Folks and freight sped along the valley floor bringing farm
wives to shopping – much to the chagrin of Sears Roebuck and Co – and goods and
produce to market. A peach picked
in a Colusa orchard on a Wednesday afternoon, could be enjoyed for breakfast on
Thursday morning in “the City.”
Seemed like a pretty good system.
But weather events wiped out bridges and, in the 40s, the
advent of the automobile provided greater travel independence. The Sacramento Northern suspended
passenger operations, substituting a bus line that would later be subsumed by
Pacific Greyhound – then a subsidiary of Southern Pacific.
Electric operations soon ended to be replaced by diesel
motive power. I can recall the big
Sacramento Northern General Electric diesels lumbering up Chico’s Main Street
dragging a half dozen or so freight cars to the Continental Nut Company’s
almond processing plant at Lindo Channel; thence five miles further to the WWII
era airbase that then and now serves as the town’s municipal airport and
industrial hub. Once or twice a
month, some automobile driver, thinking he had the right-of-way discovered that
several hundred tons of freight train: a) couldn’t stop on a dime and b) could
render a righteous amount of damage to the family sedan. For this reason, and many others, I’m
sure, the Western Pacific, which by then owned the Sacramento Northern, halted
operations. Ultimately, the rails
were pulled.
The volunteers at the Western
Railway Museum have recreated the heyday period of interurban (latin: between
cities) transit, finding and restoring many cars.
In the 1920s, car number 1005 looked like this:
Today, and a quarter of a million dollars and countless
hours later, she now operates:
With a beautifully refurbished interior:
The Wildflower Tour, although short, does tug at the
nostalgia of those earlier days.
The route leaves the barn area a Rio Vista Junction:
Passes an old filling station that once served as a terminal
for passengers heading to or from the delta:
Then rumbles along five miles of restored track adjacent to
Suisun Bay.
A delightful journey of a century or more in less than an
hour.
Heading home, I recalled a scene
from the Disney movie “Who Framed Roger Rabbit?” where the villainous character
voiced by Christopher Lloyd shares a vision that would kill LA’s Red Car Line of
great strips of concrete where every five
or ten miles you could fill up your car or get a hamburger or snack or
sleep in a little room and then get back on the road and be on your way and
I realized the Disney film, animated though it was, was far from fiction.
It is interesting how much history slips into the forgotten.
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Notes: The easiest way to get to the Western Railway Museum is to
exit I-80 to State Route 12, west of Fairfield, heading east on 12 toward Rio
Vista. The museum is about half
way between Fairfield and Rio Vista.
Also out this way, California’s Delta provides engaging
roads, scenery and lost-in-yesterday towns like Isleton, Walnut Grove, Locke
(an historic Chinese colony dating back to the Chinese exclusion act – more
forgotten history), Ryde, Courtland and Clarksburg (visit the Bogle Winery).
For details on the Western Railway Museum, check out their
website and plan a visit: http://www.wrm.org/
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Resources: “Sacramento Northern” (Interurbans
Special # 26) by Ira Swett.
Pentrex Media Group, Pasadena CA, 1998. Photos, timetables, history.
“Sacramento Northern Railway” (Images of Rail Series) by
Paul C Trimble. Arcadia
Publishing, Charleston, SC, 2005.
One of those cool little collections of historic photographs. Arcadia publishes similar volumes –
always fascinating to me – about cities, towns, and unique historic
elements. They are easily
available in just about any place you visit and are about any place you visit.
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Church of the Open Road Press
