Debriefer: June 18, 2014

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TWO NAPAS

Napa Valley’s real estate market is a land of extremes. The same week an 88-acre swath at the northern end of the valley was put on the market by Christie’s for $100 million, the Land Trust of Napa acquired the 1,380-acre Sutro Ranch free of charge.

The nonprofit was gifted the property from the estate of Betty Sutro, who bought the land in 1950 with her husband, John. Sutro passed away in 2012, leaving the land trust with the largest land gift of its 38-year history. The trust says in a press release that the preserve at the end of Atlas Peak Road on the east side of the valley will be second in size only to its Dunn-Wildlake Ranch Preserve and will focus on wildlife preservation and habitat restoration. The land is not open to the public at this time.

In contrast, the 88-acre,
$100 million piece of land is priced as such because of development easements approved for the land, according to reports in the Press Democrat. In short, the site deemed “the crown jewel of Napa Valley” is ready for development to the highest bidder. The highest price ever paid for a residential sale in the United States is $120 million for a 50-acre Connecticut home, also with developable land.—Nicolas Grizzle

NOTHING TO SEE HERE

One of these days, a writer will come to Bolinas and write a story that refrains from cliché: the inevitable mention of how locals removed highway signs leading to the Marin coastal town as a way to keep it from being overrun by tourists, developers and travel writers from the New York Times.

But until the cliché is retired, we’ll have to endure mocking pieces about Bolinas like the one in last weekend’s Times.

The writer descended on Bolinas and discovered a hotel in town called the Grand Hotel. Except it’s not so grand, after all, unless you’re a person of limited means, in which case it’s affordable. He trashed the place.

Ditto the Free Box, where people leave unwanted possessions so others might make use of them. The writer wasn’t having any of that community stuff, and snidely mocked the Free Box based on a few items he found there. The Free Box is utilized by working-class Mexican immigrants and poor artists trying to keep the nobility in their poverty. They find all sorts of cool and useful stuff in there, all the time.—Tom Gogola

UNION DEAL

Workers at the Graton Casino were signing union cards this week in an effort to join Unite Here Local 2850, which represents hotel, food-service and other hospitality employees.

“Management is staying neutral,” says Sara Norr, a researcher with Unite Here. “Before the casino opened, the leadership said they’d stay out of the way if the workers wanted to organize.”

Norr says casino janitors make $12.50 an hour, a rate above the minimum wage but still a tough deal in pricey Sonoma County. The union is also pushing for better health care benefits.

Other jobs at Graton pay higher hourly rates, but none, says Norr, compete with wages in San Francisco or the East Bay, typically in the $18–$20 range.

By Tuesday afternoon, about a hundred workers had signed cards, says Norr. If a majority of the 650 workers are on board, “then management said it would go along with that, and bargain a contract,” Norr says.—Tom Gogola

Sauvignon in the Spotlight

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As the trickle of new wine from 2013 grows to a steady stream, it’s a good time to liquidate your inventory of light, fresh whites from the previous vintage. Like that bottle of 2012 Sauvignon Blanc that’s been gathering dust on the kitchen counter in that stylish little wrought-iron wine rack. Or is it too late?

“Light-struck” is not a 1980s musical or the sequel to Bottle Shock, but a wine flaw that develops when a bottle has been left out in natural light or interior lighting. A skunky or plastic aroma is typical. Brown glass offers the best protection, but it’s not as pretty as clear glass, which offers the worst protection. This week I blind-tasted seven Savvies, two of which were improperly stored for nearly a year, I’m sorry to say. Would they stand out? Maybe not, says Courtney Humiston, wine director at the Dry Creek Kitchen at Hotel Healdsburg, who advises, “If the temperature in your home stays relatively moderate, I would not expect a wine that has been struck by a little light to be spoiled.”

Napa Cellars 2013 Napa Valley Sauvignon Blanc ($18) Wouldn’t you know it, the one 2013 that snuck into the mix is the favorite. Fresh and enticing aromas of honeydew melon and cucumber, some weight without sweetness—maybe on account of the 14.5 percent abv.

Murphy-Goode 2012 The Fumé ($14) A lean brut without the spritz—powdered sugar on pear tart. Sour, but nice enough. The Fumé is partly barrel-fermented.

Taft Street 2012 Garagistes Sonoma County Sauvignon Blanc ($25) Cat pee on a lemon tree; lemon blossom, barely ripe pear juice aromas. White grapefruit keeps the finish fresh and interesting. This new tier is available only at the winery.

Kendall-Jackson 2012 Vintner’s Reserve Sauvignon Blanc ($13) With a touch of Chardonnay plus Semillon and Viognier to tart it up, it’s got oak and apple aromas, and there’s a little of that K-J Vintner’s candy on the finish.

Martin Ray 2012 Napa Valley Sauvignon Blanc ($20) Flowering vines, bitter melon; do not attempt without fish tacos.

Atalon 2012 Napa Valley Sauvignon Blanc ($21) Stored on a rack in moderate light in a corner of the office, this had a match stick note on first whiff, and became not unpleasant on second tasting. Aromas and flavors of “white wine.”

Francis Ford Coppola 2012 Diamond Collection Sauvignon Blanc ($16) Whiling away the year in a wine rack that lets in filtered morning sunlight a few weeks of the year, this bitter wine’s lack of fruit may not be its fault—but I did not sniff it out at the “light-struck” sample, after all. On the plus side—a summertime savor of bitter melon rind.

Hydrodynamic

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Surfing in Sonoma and Marin counties is dodgy in the best of times, but spring is downright dismal. Northwest winds scour the coast, rendering any waves that straggle ashore into ragged, unsurfable junk. The constant onshore blow dredges up deep, cold water to give surfers brain-
freezing headaches as they duck under waves.

But there are not many waves worth surfing this time of year anyway. Spring is a season of transition, and northwest swells from the Gulf of Alaska have all but dried up, and Southern Hemisphere swells have yet to make their way to our shores.

Still, Jamie Murray manages to stay connected to the ocean during the windy season inside his 108-square-foot shop tucked behind his home in Santa Rosa’s west end. Murray, 40, is a surfboard shaper, one of just a few in Sonoma County. If he can’t ride a surfboard, he can make one. He doesn’t advertise or sell his boards in surf shops, but the word has spread about his handiwork through the North Coast surf underground.

“He’s talented,” says Jay deLong, 42, a veteran North Coast surfer who has ordered several boards from Murray. “He’s really a craftsman. He’s got curiosity, and he’s not afraid to fail. He’s that classic person who is enjoying the ride.”

As an in-demand shaper, Murray spends a lot more time in his shop than he does in the water. Once he closes the shop door, he disappears for hours in a private world of tools, foam dust and hydrodynamics.

“My wife and kids have to get me,” he says. “There’s no possible way I can keep track of my own time.”

CONNECTICUT TO CALIFORNIA

Murray is an unlikely shaper and surfer. With his short-cropped hair, glasses and wry smile, he doesn’t fit the surfer stereotype. He looks more like
an English teacher. Which he is. He was a founding faculty member at Sonoma Academy.
His writing skills and sense of humor come across on his blog at www.headhighglassy.blogspot.com:

SHAPING IN SPRING

The deeper into spring, the weirder the boards: long, wide, fat boards that will catch everything. Short, wide, fat boards that catch almost everything. Medium, wide, fat boards that fit perfectly between short-period windswell troughs. Many ways to skin the grumpy, uncooperative, foggy cat of spring. Take that, spring!

PARENTING IN SPRING

My kids now think I’m effing with them at bedtime. “How could it be?” They plead, pointing out the window. “It’s still light outside!” And they’re correct, but it’s also 8pm and daddy needs a Manhattan, so off they go. Take that, spring!

Murray grew up in Connecticut, a state with a nearly nonexistent surf scene. Because there were no local surf shops, he and his friends surfed scavenged old boards.

“We were 10 to 20 years behind,” he says. “We were always surfing stuff that was out of date.” He learned to surf on a 1970s-era 5-foot, 11-inch twin fin.

“It was pretty retro before retro was cool,” he says.

Murray got used to those outdated designs, and when he moved to California in the 1990s after college in Colorado, he wanted to rekindle his love of surfing. By then the surf industry was focused on short and thin boards patterned after the high-performance, competition-style boards surfed by the pros. For someone used to riding boards with more foam and width, they were no fun. Murray asked a Santa Cruz shaper to make him one more suited to his liking. He got turned down. So Murray decided to make his own.

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THE ART OF SHAPING

For all their graceful lines and high-gloss finishes, surfboards begin life as an unremarkable plank of polyurethane foam called a blank. It’s a shaper’s job to artfully saw, plane and sand away the blank to reveal a surfboard shape within. Once the blank is shaped to the shaper or client’s specifications, colors, decals and fin boxes are added, then it’s layered with resin and sheets of fiberglass. Before it’s ready to be surfed, it gets sanded and polished.

There are mass-produced, computer-cut surfboards, but since surfing’s rise in popularity in the 1950s, there has always been demand for handmade surfboards. Other than custom bicycles, there are few sports where you can work with a designer and craftsman to create a piece of equipment built to your specs.

Back home in Connecticut, Murray’s dad, like many Yankee dads, had a basement workshop that kept him busy through the long winters. As a kid, Murray made his own skateboards because his father wouldn’t buy something he could make himself.

“If you wanted it, you were going to have to make it,” Murray says. “That was his philosophy.”

And it became his philosophy, too. So Murray got a blank and set to work making his first board.

“It was totally shitty and came out terrible,” he remembers.

But he learned from his mistakes, and the next one was better. So was the next. These were the early days of the internet, and there wasn’t much information available on surfboard shaping. To expand his knowledge, he spent time observing a few master shapers and asking questions. After making 30 or so boards, he started to get the hang of it.

By this time, Murray had moved to Santa Rosa and taken a job at Sonoma Academy. During the day he taught literature and writing, and at night and on weekends he continued to make boards and surf them in the heavy waters of the Sonoma and Marin coasts. Eventually, someone saw one of his boards and asked if he’d make one for him.

“I was loath to take orders,” he remembers. “I really didn’t know what I was doing.”

But his boards got better, and soon he had a growing list of customers. Paddle out at Salmon Creek or Dillon Beach, and chances are you’ll see a board with a dragonfly decal, Murray’s logo.

It turns out his fondness for the retro boards of his youth—wide, thick ones designed for easy paddling and their wave-catching ability rather than aerial maneuvers and competition—fit right in with the North Coast’s surfing demographic. Murray sums up the area’s surfers with one word: “Old.”

Most surfers here have been around for a while. The area is challenging and doesn’t offer many beginner-friendly spots, so there aren’t many first-timers or young kids in the water. Old guys—and girls—rule.

Whether it’s nostalgia for old designs or simply the desire for a board that will help surfers paddle through the North Coast’s notoriously heavy currents and surf, Murray’s designs are tailor-made for the region.

“It’s a big playing field out there,” says Sebastopol surfer Neil Ramussen, 62.

He ought to know. He’s been surfing the North Coast since 1966. “You want something to get you around. Bigger boards are better.”

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Several of Murray’s shapes were created with local surf breaks in mind. Winemakers talk about terroir and how their wines reflect the local soil and climate. Murray’s boards reflect the power and mercurial nature of our stretch of coast. While springtime is rough, the North Coast can get good waves. Sometimes really good. And when it’s on, you want the right board for the job.

Murray’s “Pit Boss” was created to surf a powerful, barreling wave near Dillon Beach that requires a long paddle over notoriously sharky waters. His “Clover” design is suited to Salmon Creek when a winter groundswell is pulsing and the waves get steep and hollow. He also makes “Broadswords,” longboards suited to both smaller, mushier summertime waves and big winter surf .

There is demand for high-performance surfboards, but Murray usually steers those customers to Ed Barbera, a master shaper who makes boards behind Bodega’s Northern Light Surf Shop.

“He does such a killer job with them,” Murray says.

HEAVY WATER

Though people have been surfing in Southern California and Santa Cruz since the early 1900s, surfing is relatively new to Sonoma and Marin counties—mainly because it’s so damn hard to surf here and there is more consistent surf just about everywhere else in the state.

“Twenty years ago, the Sonoma Coast was the frontier,” says veteran surfer deLong.

DeLong counts himself as the first wave of young surfers in Sonoma County. There were a few older surfers like Rasmussen who surfed back then, but they were few in number and some scampered farther north when their solitude was disturbed by newcomers paddling out.

“Back then, there was hardly anyone in the water,” he says. “You’d be happy if there was someone else out there with you.”

Murray says most surfers he meets simply want to get into the ocean and enjoy the area’s natural beauty and bag a few waves along the way. He includes himself in this group.

“As older, experienced surfers, we’re looking for a wilderness experience. It’s not about wave count or blasting big airs.”

He says he enjoys working with surfers, half of whom are women, to bring their ideas to life. What do customers want from a board?

“Everything,” Murray jokes.

“It’s got to handle everything from ankle high to double overhead. Our conditions are wild and unpredictable. [Shaping for those conditions] is a fool’s errand, but that’s part of the challenge.”

He much prefers custom shaping to sticking a board in a shop for someone he’ll never meet.

“I like shaping for people I know. It’s more fun to imagine who I’m making it for.”

Murray isn’t planning to quit his day job. He figures he makes enough from each board he shapes to buy a good sandwich. Every dozen boards or so he’ll have enough money to make a board for himself. Which he apparently does a lot. There are boards stacked in and around his house like cordwood.

What is it that compels him to shape in his tiny shop and lay awake at night thinking about foils, rockers and hulls?

“My wife asks me that all the time,” he says, smiling. “It’s my quiet time, and it’s nice to do something physical after teaching all day. If I put in four hours in the shop there’s a [finished] product. It’s what I want to be doing.”

‘Failure’ Succeeds

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‘Nellie was the first of the Fail sisters to die.” So begins Chicago playwright Philip Dawkins’ rich, mischievously sorrowful play Failure: A Love Story.

The play, Dawkins says, was inspired after a walk in a cemetery where he spotted a gravestone marked “FAIL,” the final resting place of the Fail family, who, by the names on the markers, appeared to have had many deaths in the early 1900s. From this macabre jumping-off place, Dawkins has crafted a play as odd and unconventional as it is loving, magical and wise, full of the knowledge that in the end life is futile—but not without its perks.

In the slightly Tim Burton–ish production at Marin Theatre Company, director Jasson Minadakis—and an excellent
cast of five actor-singer-instrumentalists—has created a show in which the tone of the thing is as important as its meandering, point-packed plot. There is a deep and very real sadness just beneath the surface of every whimsical twist and lighthearted tragedy, but this fractured fairy tale—with snappy songs and talking snakes to sweeten the existential angst—makes a person wonder if there’s any point to it all—until, suddenly, there is.

The Fail sisters, Nellie (Kathryn Zdan), Jenny June (Liz Sklar) and Gertie (Megan Smith), live in their family home and clock shop in Chicago, at the corner of Lumber and Love streets. The shop (an outstanding set by Nina Ball) is shared with adopted brother John (Patrick Kelly Jones), who was found floating in a basket in the polluted river, and now prefers animals (played by an array of marvelous puppets) to human beings. The siblings’ parents died tragically (and, of course, humorously) 13 years ago, but the Fails are nothing if not resilient, and their hopes and dreams—and all of the clocks in the family shop—tick on.

Then Mortimer Mortimer arrives.

A young dreamer described as “a man so famous he was named after himself,” Mortimer instantly falls in love with Nellie, forever changing the course of his life, which is about to encounter a veritable parade of death, loss and the occasional instance of puppet euthanasia.

Inventively staged and packed with language-loving dialogue (“In the story of his sleep, he was safe from the sadness of being awake”), Failure: A Love Story is a wholly original work that drips with ideas and dazzling word-craft, and is eventually quite profound. The play’s only fault is that it takes so long to take its own sadness seriously.

Rating (out of 5): ★★★★

Berried Treasure

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The embedded blackberry thorns are pulled fairly easily from the flesh of my thighs, but are far more difficult to remove from the denim of my jeans.

The pants were a fashion choice I mistakenly thought would be fitting for an activity like picking blackberries in Sebastopol’s Ives Park, but only resulted in agitation from overheating, frustration from picking tiny throwing stars from my legs and blood stains on the inside of my clothes. Plants, it seemed, had gotten the best of me this day.

But wait—this is the land of Luther Burbank, the man who coerced nature to bow to his vision of the perfect plant. He invented the Russet potato, the spineless cactus and, yes, several varieties of thornless blackberry. As I soothed my wounded pride with the sweet taste of fresh berries, my burning legs prompted a good question: Where are those thornless blackberry bushes now?

To begin, it must be understood that the blackberry most of us know in the North Bay is not a native species. The invasive Himalayan blackberry was brought here from Eastern Europe by none other than Mr. Burbank himself, who praised its structural heartiness and plump fruit. It was picked up by farmers and used as natural cattle fencing. But the plant was just too aggressive, and soon escaped into the wild where it had no natural forces to keep its thick, spiny stems in check. Now it can be found from Southern California all the way up to Alaska.

Oregon’s Willamette Valley, however, hosts a variety of heirloom blackberries. Perhaps most well-known is the marionberry, which is a cross between Chehalem, a descendent of the Himalayan blackberry and the Olallie, itself a cross between the loganberry and youngberry. It was first introduced in 1956 by the USDA Agricultural Research Service at Oregon State University, and is now old enough to be called an heirloom variety, says Paul Wallace of the Petaluma Seed Bank. “When [a hybrid] is stabilized, after about eight or 10 years, it could be termed an heirloom,” he says.

When berries are out of season, fruit lovers head to the grocery store, where familiar plastic clamshells bearing bland, tough, enormous black orbs lie in wait with their $6 price tag. These are Tupi blackberries, a commercial variety grown mostly in Mexico.

But what about that thornless blackberry developed by Burbank? It seems like such a wonderful idea, why didn’t it take off?

Well, Burbank wasn’t doing his work just for the betterment of mankind. He was an inventor who sold his ideas; that’s how he made money. He invented 16 blackberry and 13 raspberry varieties, but not all were commercially successful. The plants are available to home gardeners, but apparently don’t make financial sense for farmers to grow.

At Luther Burbank’s home and gardens in Santa Rosa, many of the varieties are on display now, with berry season nearing. It is truly amazing to grasp the stalk of a seemingly ordinary blackberry plant and not recoil in pain. But as the sweet reward of my excruciating berry picking conquest trickles down my throat, I can’t help but wonder if the berries would taste as good if they hadn’t required a little blood as tribute.

Honky Tonkers Come to Napa’s Uptown

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After nearly 30 years in the business, country-roots singer-songwriter Dwight Yoakam has done it all. Platinum-selling albums only hint at the prolific work of the honky-tonk man, born in Kentucky and bred in Nashville’s music scene.

Though he struggled to break through early in the ’80s, Yoakam soon hit it big. The man who brought traditional country back to the mainstream now has more than 20 albums to his name and recently released his most acclaimed record yet, 3 Pears. The album was hailed as a return to Yoakam’s form of “hillbilly music” that incorporated his wide array of influences into a cohesive Americana sound.

This fall, Yoakam, known for his rousing live shows, heads out on a national tour with BottleRock headliner Eric Church. But first he makes his Uptown Theatre debut this month when he visits the historic Napa venue on June 27. His appearance marks the beginning of an exciting lineup for the Uptown, which looks forward to hosting an impressive collection of country, blues and rock and roll artists all summer.

July gets into full swing when the voice of Foreigner, Lou Gramm, performs on July 11. Two days later, Grammy-winning country singer Wynonna Judd makes her Uptown debut. Judd, who has recently taken new directions authoring a book and dancing on reality television, is still recording new material and will perform with her new band, the Big Noise.

Rich Robinson, formerly of the Black Crowes, appears on July 19 with songs from his brand-new album, The Ceaseless Sight. The next day, the Uptown heads into the “danger zone” with Kenny Loggins, playing with his recently formed country rock trio, Blue Sky Riders. On July 26, another famous Kenny appears at Uptown when Kenny Wayne Shepard carries on the blues-rock tradition he learned from legends like Stevie Ray Vaughn.

August continues the trend when crooner Chris Isaak plays on Aug. 8. Isaak recently moved into new rockabilly territory infused with his signature wistful and passionate style. It’s a move the songwriter has wanted to make for decades, and his latest release has been his most acclaimed. Aug. 15 sees the wild card in this season’s lineup when Idaho indie rock icons Built to Spill play. Sure to be the loudest show of the season, Built to Spill cap off a hot summer of shows at the Uptown Theatre.

Dwight Yoakam performs on Friday, June 27, at the Uptown Theatre,
1350 Third St., Napa. 8pm. $65–$105. www.uptowntheatrenapa.com. 707.259.0123.

Forget About It

“It’s a children’s book for adults, about what you knew as a kid, why it was important to forget and how great it is to remember,” writes 64-year-old San Rafael photographer Jerry Downs about Why You Were Born ($29.95) on his Kickstarter page. The165-page book successfully raised $20,000 in October and will be delivered to his home this week.

“What I care about is what art and photography are about,” Downs says by phone from his San Rafael home. “And they’re about life.” Though the book is worth it for the artwork alone, the text is what makes Why You Were Born a must-have for deep thinkers, people-ologists and curious life-explorers.

Why You Were Born is at times insightful, touching, philosophical, sappy and hilarious, but its most endearing quality is its honesty. With each new reading, it reveals something as yet unseen—just like life.

Jerry Downs will be reading from Why We Were Born Saturday, June 21 at Book Passage. 51 Tamal Vista Blvd., Corte Madera. 1pm. Free. 415.927.0960. The book’s official kickoff party is Saturday, June 28, at the Fort Mason Firehouse. 2 Marina Blvd., San Francisco. 6–11pm. Free. 415.345.7500.

Back to the Future

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When you’ve spent the last 23 years inventing and perfecting a subgenre all your own, in this case California soul, there is invariably a lot of material that gets left on the cutting-room floor.

Take the Mother Hips, for example. Even with their periods of hiatus, the band has steadily been building an ever-changing catalogue of cool grooves and hot rock. This year, the San Francisco jam masters re-entered the editing room to collect those clippings and have assembled a new record of never-released rarities and demos, Chronicle Man, set for release July 14.

Showcasing the Mother Hips’ earliest efforts, the album is primarily made up of the band’s grungier, fuzzed-out sound. This collection came to life reportedly after these demos were found on their original 2-inch analog tapes in an L.A. basement in 2009. The band pored over the material with their official archivist (which brings up the question of how many unofficial archivists may still be out there), and selected their favorites.

The Chronicle Man tracks get a live airing when Mother Hips appear Thursday–Friday, June 19–20, at Terrapin Crossroads. 100 Yacht Club Drive, San Rafael. 8pm. $20. 415.524.2773.

Lobsterpalooza!

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Among myriad solstice events in Napa County on June 21, paella parties, reggae jams, various roasts and good-time rumpuses, we’re digging the idea that there are competing sunset lobster feeds going down at two renowned vineyards as a high-toned way to celebrate the onset of summer.

So slap on a bib in anticipation, and decide on the crustacean destination du jour: Will it be Black Stallion Winery or Schweiger Vineyards for you?

Black Stallion, built on the grounds of an old equestrian facility in 2007, will boil the sea-bugs after a separate day-long barbecue event tails off at the well-appointed Napa establishment. The lobsterpalooza busts loose from 6pm to 9pm. Le price: $100 for wine club members; $135 for the general public. (Black Stallion Winery, 4089 Silverado Trail, Napa; 707.227.3250.)

Meanwhile, Schweiger Vineyards is putting on a traditional lobster feed on its sun-dappled terrace the same eve. The sun shall set, you shall enjoy the splendidly sublime view and the bib shall be splattered with melted butter.

The Schweiger shindig will set you back $150 if you’re a non-member, and runs 6-9:30pm. Members will drop $125. (Schweiger Vineyards, 4015 Spring Mountain Road, St. Helena; 707.963.4882.)

Of course both events will be pairing wines with their boiled offerings. Did you really need to ask? And both establishments please ask that you reserve a spot before you claw your way on over.

Ghost Lake

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The Napa Valley brings to mind images of mud baths, pricey brunches and lots of wine.

Head northeast to Lake Berryessa, however, and you cross from wine country into beer country, where the recreation is less fanciful—fishing, boating, camping. But middle-class recreation has been undermined here since 2006, when more than 1,000 mobile vacation homes were evicted.

Now, U.S. Rep. Mike Thompson, a Democrat who represents Napa Valley and the Berryessa area, has a bill that would shift management of the lake from the Bureau of Reclamation to the Bureau of Land Management.

“The congressman feels that the BLM is the best agency to manage recreational activities at the lake,” says spokesman Austin Vevurka.

Thompson has also reintroduced a bill that would encompass the lake in a National Conservation Area (NCA) extending northward to the Berryessa Snow Mountain region. The move would end a multi-jurisdictional jumble and create a single overseer for the region, which would extend from the lake to the southern end of Mendocino National Forest.

Thompson’s office has also signaled a willingness to consider national monument status for the roughly 400,000-acre proposed reserve if his NCA bill fails again.

“I don’t know if this would happen or not,” says Vevurka, “but there is an executive path—there’s a way for the [Obama] administration to declare it a national monument.”

That designation would provide the same protections as the NCA designation—mining would be banned, for example—without a congressional vote. President Barack Obama used powers under the Antiquities Act earlier this year to create the Point Arena-Stornetta National Monument in coastal Mendocino.

The Napa Valley tourist economy sings a song of viticultural bliss, thanks in part to Thompson. According to the Center for Public Integrity, he is the House’s second largest recipient of funds from the beer and wine lobby.

Thompson took $83,462 in 2013–14 from the lobby, and is sandwiched between House Speaker John Boehner in the top spot and outgoing Majority Leader Eric Cantor in the three-hole.

Thompson, a fiscal conservative Blue Dog, has negotiated pro-business tourism and anti-development environmental concerns as he’s massaged his bills to win over the locals.

He’s been good to the wine people over the years, but the Berryessa constituency is leery.

In 2006, residents watched as the feds shattered the backbone of the area’s economic driver here when it removed about 1,300 mobile vacation homes from around the lake.

“It’s a ghost lake,” says Peter Kilkus via email.

Kilkus is a resident who advocates for the lake’s potential and wants to restore it to its former glory, he says. He opposes the NCA move, saying it’s “unnecessary.”

Tuleyome, a regional conservation group, has been pushing to create the Berryessa NCA.

Senior policy director Bob Schneider says NCA designation is a win-win for the environment and tourists, noting that a NCA designation for the Rio Grande del Norte in New Mexico saw a big spike in tourism.

But Schneider acknowledges that enhanced tourism under a BLM-managed conservation area may come with a “potential threat”: more tourists, more environmental stress.

Still, he notes that tourism at the lake wouldn’t return to its previous scale. The mobile homes aren’t coming back.

Schneider says BLM is best suited to manage the “impacts of new tourism opportunities” and says new campgrounds would provide four-season activities in an area that he says is primarily a summer boating-season retreat.

Thompson, he says, assured locals that motorboats could remain on the lake, and private-property owners would be outside the NCA boundaries. “This proposal also provides economic opportunities for towns in and around the lake,” says Schneider.

Thompson’s office stresses that the congressman isn’t going to ban motorboats. “Neither one of the bills would have an impact on that whatsoever,” says Vevurka.

Yet Kilkus remains skeptical of consolidating the Berryessa region under a BLM umbrella.

His concerns are echoed by fisherman Mark Lassagne, who blogged on the Bass Angler website that new federal oversight could “eliminate launch ramps, marinas and much motorized recreation and other recreational uses of the lake.”

Kilkus says the NCA bill is likely to fail unless Democrats win back the House and keep the Senate in Democratic hands.

Hence the national monument option. “If Congress doesn’t act, then the president should,” says Schneider.

Debriefer: June 18, 2014

TWO NAPAS Napa Valley's real estate market is a land of extremes. The same week an 88-acre swath at the northern end of the valley was put on the market by Christie's for $100 million, the Land Trust of Napa acquired the 1,380-acre Sutro Ranch free of charge. The nonprofit was gifted the property from the estate of Betty Sutro, who...

Sauvignon in the Spotlight

As the trickle of new wine from 2013 grows to a steady stream, it's a good time to liquidate your inventory of light, fresh whites from the previous vintage. Like that bottle of 2012 Sauvignon Blanc that's been gathering dust on the kitchen counter in that stylish little wrought-iron wine rack. Or is it too late? "Light-struck" is not a...

Hydrodynamic

Surfing in Sonoma and Marin counties is dodgy in the best of times, but spring is downright dismal. Northwest winds scour the coast, rendering any waves that straggle ashore into ragged, unsurfable junk. The constant onshore blow dredges up deep, cold water to give surfers brain- freezing headaches as they duck under waves. But there are not many waves worth surfing...

‘Failure’ Succeeds

'Nellie was the first of the Fail sisters to die." So begins Chicago playwright Philip Dawkins' rich, mischievously sorrowful play Failure: A Love Story. The play, Dawkins says, was inspired after a walk in a cemetery where he spotted a gravestone marked "FAIL," the final resting place of the Fail family, who, by the names on the markers, appeared to...

Berried Treasure

The embedded blackberry thorns are pulled fairly easily from the flesh of my thighs, but are far more difficult to remove from the denim of my jeans. The pants were a fashion choice I mistakenly thought would be fitting for an activity like picking blackberries in Sebastopol's Ives Park, but only resulted in agitation from overheating, frustration from picking tiny...

Honky Tonkers Come to Napa’s Uptown

After nearly 30 years in the business, country-roots singer-songwriter Dwight Yoakam has done it all. Platinum-selling albums only hint at the prolific work of the honky-tonk man, born in Kentucky and bred in Nashville's music scene. Though he struggled to break through early in the '80s, Yoakam soon hit it big. The man who brought traditional country back to the...

Forget About It

"It's a children's book for adults, about what you knew as a kid, why it was important to forget and how great it is to remember," writes 64-year-old San Rafael photographer Jerry Downs about Why You Were Born ($29.95) on his Kickstarter page. The165-page book successfully raised $20,000 in October and will be delivered to his home this week. "What...

Back to the Future

When you've spent the last 23 years inventing and perfecting a subgenre all your own, in this case California soul, there is invariably a lot of material that gets left on the cutting-room floor. Take the Mother Hips, for example. Even with their periods of hiatus, the band has steadily been building an ever-changing catalogue of cool grooves and hot...

Lobsterpalooza!

Among myriad solstice events in Napa County on June 21, paella parties, reggae jams, various roasts and good-time rumpuses, we're digging the idea that there are competing sunset lobster feeds going down at two renowned vineyards as a high-toned way to celebrate the onset of summer. So slap on a bib in anticipation, and decide on the crustacean destination du...

Ghost Lake

The Napa Valley brings to mind images of mud baths, pricey brunches and lots of wine. Head northeast to Lake Berryessa, however, and you cross from wine country into beer country, where the recreation is less fanciful—fishing, boating, camping. But middle-class recreation has been undermined here since 2006, when more than 1,000 mobile vacation homes were evicted. Now, U.S. Rep. Mike...
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