The Forest
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Story/Photos by John Vonderlin
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Hi June,
I’d like to shout out a “Fore! Heads Up!” to all the folks in Half Moon Bay. The Samsung World Championship women’s golf tournament will be played at the Ritz Carlton’s two world famous courses on October 2nd, 3rd, 4th and 5th. Your little town is about to have 5-10,000 people descend upon it, clogging your roads, hotels, restaurants, shops, and just about everything else. I’m sure your reactions will vary from the unbridled joy many retailers, golf aficionados or “putting-us-on-the-map” Chamber of Commerce folks will experience, to the irritated exasperation of those who value the often unhurried, quiet lifestyle, and nearly empty beaches, living on the coastside usually provides.
I must confess, despite living on the wrong side of “over the hill,” yet valuing highly the solitude I can usually find when I come to visit your beautiful coastside, I am thrilled about the tournament. But, for the oddest reason.
You see, lately, Neptune’s Vomitorium has become active again, spitting out a few golf balls and remnants. For the last year, or so, despite coughing up many thousands of items of non-buoyant Marine Debris, golf balls & golf ball remnants have greatly decreased in number amongst that bonanza. I attribute that to Meg and I having collected more then four hundred “fresh” golf balls from the reef below the 18th hole of the “Old Course,” at the Ritz Carlton, during exceptionally low tides last year.
With a diminished supply getting caught up in the Longshore Current, and swept 15 miles south before being regurgitated by Neptune’s Vomitorium, onto Invisible Beach, I fear that my collecting efforts there have been harmed.
At Neptune’s Vomitorium, it’s a lessened, “Garbage In/ Garbage Out” situation.
My “101 Tires” art project also seems to have been affected. By dragging nearly 80 tires off the beach at Tunitas Creek, many of which are still stockpiled there, I have interfered with the “natural” flow of tires southward.
I haven’t seen a single tire in more then six months at Pescadero Point.
While I suppose it’s better not to have a highly visited tourist spot scarred with old tires, the carry- up- the- hill is a heck of a lot easier at Pescadero Point than at Tunitas. I’ve hoisted myself by my own petard as they say.
I don’t think you’ll see me braving the crowds during the tournament, but rest assured I’ll be prowling the reef below the Sunken Cathedral in the days after, hoping to add a few of the professional’s customized, personalized “lost souls” to my large collection. And, if they should slip away from me there, I’ll keep my hope alive that they will successfully make the “Silent Procession” to Neptune’s Vomitorium.
Attached are pictures of the 13 specimens I’ve found at Invisible Beach in the last two weeks. They’re an excellent cross-section of the “regular” and “driving range balls”, skins, cores and a “shrunken head” that I found.
Check out the close-up of the “shrunken head,” the kind of eroded golf ball I value so much and like to use in my large collection of golf ball/natural wonder art.
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For those curious about the tournament’s history, as well as the origins of golf’s more obscure jargon, here’s what I learned.
The Samsung World Championship is an annual golf tournament, originating in 1980, for professional female golfers which takes place every October on the LPGA Tour. It is a limited player event, open by invitation only.
The tournament was founded in 1980 by Mark McCormack, founder of the sports management firm IMG, originally with the world’s top-12 LPGA players. The field was increased to 16 players in 1996 and to 20 in 1999. Electronics manufacturer Samsung became the title sponsor in 1995.
Tournament names through the years:
* 1980-1984: Chevrolet World Championship of Women’s Golf
* 1985-1989: Nestle World Championship
* 1990: Trophee Urban-World Championship of Women’s Golf
* 1991: Daikyo World Championship of Women’s Golf
* 1992: no tournament
* 1993-1994: World Championship of Women’s Golf
* 1995-1999: Samsung World Championship of Women’s Golf
* 2000-present: Samsung World Championship
“Fore!” is shouted as a warning during a golf game when it appears possible that a golf ball may hit other players or spectators. The mention of the term in an 1881 British Golf Museum indicates that the term was in use at least as early as that period. [1] The term means “look ahead”, and it is believed to come from the military “beware before”, which was shouted when a battery fired behind friendly troops.[2][3][4]
Other possible origins include the term being derived from the term “fore-caddy”, a caddy waiting down range from the golfer to find where the ball lands. These caddies were often warned about oncoming golf balls by a shout “fore!”.[5][6] The Colonel Bogey March is based on the descending minor third which the original Colonel Bogey whistled instead of yelling Fore around 1914.[7]
It may have also may have a contraction of the Gaelic cry Faugh a Ballach! (i.e. Clear the way!) which is still associated with the sport of road bowling which has features reminiscent of golf.
Bogey
One-over-par (+1). “Going round in Bogey” originally meant an overall par score, starting at the Great Yarmouth Golf Club in 1890, and based on a popular music hall song “Here Comes the Bogey Man”. Nationally players competed against “Colonel Bogey” and this in turn gave the title to a 1914 marching tune
Birdie
One-under-par (-1). The term is believed to have originated during a game at the Atlantic City Country Club in Northfield, New Jersey in 1903.[1][2] It seems that one day in 1899, three golfers – William Poultney Smith, founding member of Pine Valley, his brother Ab Smith, and George Crump (who later built Pine Valley, about 45 miles away) – were playing together when Crump hit his second shot only inches from the cup on a par-four hole after his first shot had struck a bird in flight. Simultaneously, the Smith brothers exclaimed that Crump’s shot was “a bird.” Crump’s short putt left him one under par for the hole, and from that day the three of them referred to such a score as a “birdie.” In short order, the entire membership of the club began using the term and, since as a resort the Atlantic City Country Club had a lot of out-of-town visitors, the expression spread and caught the fancy of all American golfers
Albatross
Three-under-par (-3); also called a double eagle (even though it’s technically an eagle-and-a-half). These are extremely rare, and occur on par-fives with a strong drive and a holed approach shot. Holes-in-one on par-four holes (generally short ones) are also albatrosses. The most famous albatross was made by Gene Sarazen in 1935, which propelled him into a tie for first at The Masters Tournament. He won the playoff the next day. The sportswriters of the day termed it “the shot heard ’round the world”. Between 1970 and 2003, 84 such shots (an average of less than three per year) were recorded on the PGA Tour.[4]
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Story/Photo by John Vonderlin
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John wanted to make certain that the “thing” he found at the beach was, indeed, an ocean sunfish. Like everything else, they are more beautiful in life.
To confirm what he found, John emailed Tierney Thys, who maintains oceansunfish.org.
John to Tierney:
I believe the attached photo is of a dead ocean sunfish that washed ashore just south of Pescadero Beach on Sept. 18th. Please confirm if it is, as I’ve blogged about it on a website that other beachcombers read. I included a link to your website , so hopefully they’ll contact you
about any other possible sightings. Washing the sand off the carcass for the photo, I noticed it was
unusually heavy. Are they usually non-buoyant after death? Enjoy. John Vonderlin
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Tierney to John:
Yes indeed you have an ocean sunfish. They are the world’s heaviest
bony fish and slightly negatively buoyant when in the water.
Thanks heaps for passing along my website information. Much appreciated.
Best wishes,
Tierney Thys
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June,
As I prepare for my pilgrimage back to Menlo Park I happened to come across your website.
I will be attending my 30th re-union for Menlo Atherton H.S.
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Why am I posting chapters from the Coburn Mystery?
While researching this never-ending, generous tale, I realized that there was a tremendous amount of extraneous historical information– that “the Coburn Mystery” paints a much larger picture of life on the Coastside.
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When I first moved to El Granada, there was a house in the “Highlands,” that the owners affectionately called Adairs Lair. The name plate is gone now but I have always wondered if these Adairs were related to Supervisor Henry Adair. Supervisor Adair knew all about the gate and fence at Pebble Beach.
He later offered this description to a jury in the 1890s:” These planks had been pried open and nailed, pried open and nailed, pried open and nailed, until, in fact, there was nothing of the gate left. In place of nailing it with ordinary nails, it was nailed with 8-inch iron spikes through a 2-inch gate…You can imagine that in breaking the gate open a few times how much would be left of the board.”
But the trial hadn’t taken place yet, and first thing Monday morning, an angry Loren Coburn rode to the county seat at Redwood City where he met attorney Crittenden Thornton who got a warrant issued for the arrest of the Pescadero businessman Joe Levy. Levy was charged with gate-bashing, a misdemeanor.
The Western Union office was located in the Levy Brother’s general store so Joe quickly learned about the warrant. He went to Redwood City, met with Justice Welch, and was released on his own recognizance. Everybody knew what he would say in court. Joe Levy had traveled the road to Pebble Beach, a road used by the general public for more than two decades. Loren Coburn tried to stop him from using the road so he reacted by removing all obstructions.
The jury for the People v Levy, also known as That Pescadero Case, was selected on October 17, 1891, and the case was heard in court.
Said the county newspaper: “…that curious something called ‘the people’ have put the boot on the other leg and tried the case ‘The People versus Coburn’ and won “their” case.” Then followed a harsh assessment of the media. It is not the business of the press to try cases. Let the press attend to business as collector of the news. What is right will arrive and it becomes good citizens to exercise a little patience at least; let the law takes its course. The less said is soonest mended. Cool heads make good jurors.”
The case was settled. On October 24, 1891 Pebble Beach was open to all and mammoth picnics were scheduled. “A party from Santa Cruz visited Pebble Beach, refusing to pay Coburn his six bit royalty,” reported the paper.
Pebble Beach visitors came and went. Even Loren Coburn’s gatekeepers refused to back the boss.
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John Vonderlin reminds: Coastside Clean-Up Day This Saturday
Photos by john Vonderlin
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June: What are you seeing: A pair of dentures; a close-up of a Tubenose bird; a close-up of the bird’s beak; a sunfish; breastbone-wishbone combo, and a TimberWolf ball . There is also an image of John’s collection of marine debris on his car’s black plastic inserts.
Amazing what you can find at the seashore! Maybe we could have a ocean-sale, like a garage sale, but this one takes place at the edge of the sea.
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The past couple of days we’ve had guests from back east. Burt’s cousins. (Burt is my partner.)
The cousins had visited Muir Woods on their own, and I told them I would show them our lovely redwoods. Which are much better. Well, of course.
Back east folks are more familiar with Marin County than San Mateo County, so the nice cousins were astounded when I drove them down the most beautiful redwood-lined road in the world: Tunitas Creek Rd.
The plan was to go from Half Moon Bay east to Skyline, south to Tunitas Creek, west along the redwood & sword fern bordered road to Hwy 1 south to our yummy final destination: Duarte’s Tavern.
Best plan we ever made. We had sensational crab cioppini and fresh fish and berry pie a la mode. I had some chocolate sauce, too, not a good mix with fresh berries, though.
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Story by John Vonderlin
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Hi June,
It is called the Pincushion of the Sea, or Astroturf of the Ocean, or Tuft Algae. It is Cladophora Columbiana. Despite being relatively common in the low to mid-intertidal zone its classification is a taxonomic battleground. Apparently the size of the balls that wash ashore are a good indication of the health of the intertidal zone.
www.mbari.org/staff/conn/botany/greens/angie/CULTURE.HTM – Cached
In Japan, Aegagropila enjoy somewhat of a “cult” following. A certain lake in Hokkaido is known to form especially perfect Cladophora balls, which the local “Aidic” people involve in their summer festival. A folktale accompanies the dense green spheres, in which the hearts of a young couple who drown in the lake turn into Cladophora balls. Aegagropila’s popularity in Japan has even spread to more urban areas. Tokyo has a bar named “Marimba,” the Japanese word for the balls, which sells plastic souvenirs in the the shape of the popular alga. In recent years, aegagropilous Cladophora has even become a protected species in Japan, and a Cladophora ball postage stamp has been issued.
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