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The
Owens Valley Aqueduct
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Unless
otherwise note, all photocards on this page are from the archival
files of Rich McCutchan. |
Perhaps the greatest civil engineering water
works project since the aqueducts of the Roman Empire, the Owens
Valley Aqueduct under the engineering genius of William Mulholland
is completed.
However, as his dream comes to pass, angry Owens Valley residents
finally wake up to the reality of the water and land swindle.
Their once trusted friend, Fred Eaton, had sold them out to agriculturalists
and politicians in far off Los Angeles for some of his own political
and monetary gain.
How ironic that water diverted for agricultural use in Los Angeles only resulted in fueling
greater industrial and residential development - at the expense
of it's own agriculture. The agricultural development it once
spawned in the San Fernando Valley, and elsewhere, is long since
gone. All that remains is concrete and asphalt and an even greater
thirst for water. In a desert where every drop of water is precious,
it seems that Los Angeles has forgotten that it does live in
a desert. Sooner or later the water bubble will burst and it
will be sad for all of us. A saying popularized by the movie
"Ben Hur" might well be heard again in Northern California,
Owens Valley, and the adjacent Colorado River states. "When
Rome falls (of course in this case, Rome being Los Angeles) there
will be such a shout of [water] freedom that the world will never
forget." None of us would have to suffer the consequences
of such water gluttony if, as Clint Eastwood would say, "Los
Angeles would just know its limitations;" but alas, it doesn't
seem to want to!
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10 mule team
hauling pipe across the desert. |

Hard-rock tunnelers
at work on the aqueduct.
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Mechanical mule
team which had a short-lived success due to the sandy Mojave
Desert. Real mules turned out to me more reliable! |

Another freight
team hauling supplies for the aqueduct construction. |

Dredge digging
the aqueduct in Owens Valley. |

Aqueduct
Dynamite Parties |

Angry Owens
Valley residents take control of the aqueduct. |

Owens Valley
residents having a "dynamiting party" along a section
of the aqueduct. |

Owens Valley
residents having a "dynamiting party" along a section
of the aqueduct. |
"Dynamiters
gave the aqueduct little rest during June and July of 1927, six
different blasts occurring. The most serious in effects was at
a canyon near the southern boarder of Inyo County, where dynamite
or the subsequent rush of water, or both, carried away more than
450 feet of large and heavy steel siphon. Los Angeles officials
who had given the press of that city many statements as to their
knowledge of the guilty parties were summoned before the Inyo
grand jury, but denied possessing the information attributed
to them.

It has been claimed by Los Angeles officials seeking to justify
their course that liberal prices have been paid for Owens Valley
property. Considering land and buildings only, and with some
exceptions, that is true. But while Los Angeles has secured realty
that is merely incidental to its real purpose. The finest farm
in the valley is of no more value to it than a town lot, so far
as realty alone is concerned. It is buying water, surface and
underground, worth thousands of dollars an inch according to
its own engineers; and it is buying freedom from interference
with its stripping Owens Valley of such water. Every seller parts
with not only his surface holdings and appurtenant rights; he
expressly abandons and cancels any and every other present or
future claim against the city of Los Angeles. If he sells a town
lot, the printed agreement he is called on to sign precludes
his defending the water rights of his 160-acre farm if he has
one. This requirement has been modified in some cases, but is
on the form presented to him. He is virtually banished, if his
living depends on the soil, for he cannot thereafter acquire
Owens Valley property with water rights assured to him. He has
signed away any privilege of defense.

Some of those who leave were born and raised on the acres they
have sold. In some cases their fathers or their grandfathers
had cleared those lands amid the dangers of Indian warfare. This
was the home of their hearts; the land and people they understood
and loved. The mere payment of so much per acre or so much per
lot, and of the cost of the boards and nails and paint in their
dwellings, did not compensate for what they surrendered. One
writes from a new location - his third since leaving Inyo - that
he has not seen a happy day since he left; another, that come
what might, the Owens Valley home would not be sold for any figure
if it were to be done over again. Such expressions are many."
Excerpt from "The Story of Inyo" by W.A. Chalfant
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No water in
the aqueduct! Owens Valley residents vain attempt to take back
the water which Los Angeles stole by chicanery. |

Dynamited section
of the aqueduct. |

"The sincere
work of years is being undone. On tract after tract acquired
by Los Angeles orchards have been uprooted, whether fragrant
with bloom or golden with fruit when devastating tractors ruthlessly
seized them. Thousands of acres, once spreading fields of green
alfalfa or richly productive fields of grain, have been abandoned
to the encroaching sagebrush. Dwellings, whether humble or pretentious,
have been wrecked, or stand as the sport of the elements, unless
fire has already had its way with them. Homes which echoed to
the music of children's voices and sheltered the toiler at his
day's end are windowless and their doors swing in the breezes.
Lawns about them have vanished; the perfume of their gardens
has fled. Their portals are no longer shaded and the avenues
leading to them are bordered by gray stumps where venerable trees
once welcomed feathered songsters and were part of a beautiful
landscape. Even the roads giving access to the homesteads have
been plowed up, in some cases, to make the work of obliteration
the more complete. Districts which settlers brought from sage-grown
waste to productiveness and charm are on their way back to the
primitive. Railroad sidetracks over which once rolled carloads
of produce are becoming but streaks of rust in a wilderness from
which all inhabitants have gone. The very sites on which stood
the schools are bare, in some once thriving districts. And this
in a land brought from savagery to civilization by the toil and
blood and lives of high-class American citizens. Their pioneering
was rewarded by being stripped of the protection of the laws
designed to promote just such settlement.
These
are facts acts to be observed along any valley highway. What
many outside observers have found might be cited in corroboration.
Some of the most influential papers sent representatives to learn
the situation at first hand. "The Valley of Broken Hearts"
was the title of a series of articles in the San Francisco Call.
Some of the Most forceful criticisms of Los Angeles were printed
by the Record, of that city. World-known Will Rogers last summer
informed the nation:
' Ten years ago this was a wonderful valley with one-quarter
of a
million acres of fruit and alfalfa. But Los Angeles had to have
more
water for its Chamber of Commerce to drink more toasts to its
growth, more water to dilute its orange juice and more water
for its
geraniums to delight the tourists, while the giant cottonwoods
here
died. So, now this ' s is a valley of desolation.'
Going
to show that the Call titled its articles understandingly,
the continually disturbed mental condition prevalent in Owens
Valley accounted for at least two suicides and one case of insanity.
News
comes that Manzanar, once a fruit growing and shipping point
of importance, now owned by Los Angeles, is to be deprived of
its water and lights. Its remaining orchards are doomed; its
settlers must move. Another school and community destroyed.

The dominant genius of the whole undertaking was William Mulholland,
whose attitude was typified by his remark (here expurgated) that
there were not enough trees in Owens Valley to hang its people
on. It must be said of him that he is not open to charges of
deception. To him the Inyo people were outlander enemies to be
conquered; he left the methods to competent subordinates. The
nominally controlling water board served as his rubber stamp,
up to the time when the chickens of different engineering failures
came home to roost at his doorstep, and when the tragedy of the
San Francisquito dam sent out its flood to take hundreds of lives
and to wash down to the clay feet of the city's almost defied
idol.
Excerpt from "The Story of Inyo" by W.A. Chalfant
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Residents
of Bishop take control of the aqueduct.
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Owens Valley
residents having a "dynamiting party" along a section
of the aqueduct. |

Damaged siphon. |

52-mule
team hauling aqueduct sections. |

Workers repairing
the damaged siphon. (Lippencot
photo) |
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The whole shameful perpetration is a crime against the people
of Inyo County; against the people and taxpayers of Los Angeles;
against the State of California; against the just administration
of the nation's laws. Not because the city came to Owens Valley
for more water; that could have been arranged, though little
of such water finds its way past the lands which the foresighted
promoters sold. All that was right could have been won at far
less cost in millions and in good repute by a definite program
of honest, aboveboard dealing. The campaign began with wrongful
use of government functions; it continued in the engineering
folly of creating a $25,000,000 aqueduct without sanely providing
for its supply; and it was carried on unscrupulously.
With
adequate storage of flood waters there would have been little
occasion for interference with the streams that were the very
life-blood of Owens Valley; there would have been no destruction
of homes and farms; Owens Valley towns would have continued to
grow; there would have been water for all; millions of dollars
would have been saved to the city; and Los Angeles would not
have created for itself a repute that generations may not forget.
Mary
Austin, wife of the Austin who first protested to the Government
about the peculiar acts of Lippincott, saw the beginning of the
calamity as a resident of Independence. In her autobiographical
"Earth Horizon" she briefly sketches it, and
thus tells of her seeking guidance as to what she could do:
'She
called upon the Voice, and the Voice answered her "Nothing."
She was told to go away-and suddenly there was an answer; a terrifying
answer, pushed off, delayed, deferred; an answer impossible to
be repeated; an answer still pending, which I might not live
to see confirmed, but hangs suspended over the southern country.'
Many have commented in Inyo's defense, often in language more
vivid and less restrained that these pages have shown. Morrow
Mayo, who was for six years a Los Angeles reporter, now an author,
declares in his recently published "Los Angeles":
'Los
Angeles gets its water by reason of one of the costliest, crookedest,
most unscrupulous deals ever perpetrated, plus one of the greatest
pieces of engineering folly ever heard of. Owens Valley is there
for anybody to see. The city of Los Angeles moved through this
valley like a devastating plague. It was ruthless, stupid, cruel
and crooked. It stole the waters of the Owens River. It drove
the people of Owens Valley from their home, a home which they
had built from the desert. For no sound reason, for no sane reason,
it destroyed a helpless agricultural section and a dozen towns.
It was an obscene enterprise from beginning to end.'"
Excerpt from "The Story of Inyo" by W.A. Chalfant
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Panorama of
Los Angels on "Owens River Day" from the roof of the
Hotel Trenton in 1907.
[California Panorama Company photo, June 29, 1907]
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