"The
Race of Races and Gone
are the Days"
In
1938 the last great
steamboat race took
place on the Sacramento
River. It was all part
of Sacramento's Golden
Empire Celebration.
A sixteen-mile race…
churning the water and
hell bent for victory.
It was the Paddle Wheelers
- Port of Stockton vs.
the Delta Queen, a race
to be remembered!
Gone
are the days of the
great paddle wheelers
and steamboats that
once drew excitement
in the likeness of Tom
Sawyer and Huck Finn..
"Hey, everybody…
Steamboat's a-comin'!"
Like Hannibal, that
was also Isleton, California...
a place that reads time,
like a storybook adventure!
Through
the evolution of time,
Isleton changed in many
ways. Once a thriving
town on the Sacramento
River (rather sizable
in its day), commerce
and trade used the waterways
as a primary source
of transport. Argonauts
journeyed from San Francisco
up the Sacramento River,
bound for the Mother
Lode country in search
of the Elephant (gold).
As people flooded into
this new hard land,
the need for commodities
of fruits and vegetables
provided others an opportunity
through cultivating
the rich land of the
Delta.
Improving
the waterways for deeper
channels that would
permit year round travel
brought about levee
construction. Labor
was in big demand for
projects while many
chose to chip away at
the hard rock mining
and/or working the many
streams for gold. With
high demands and few
to work, it did not
take long for the word
to spread across the
waters that there were
great opportunities
and new beginnings in
a land called California.
Soon,
San Francisco was seeing
multitudes of ships
with people of all distinction,
race and culture. With
the greater abundance
of labor and trades,
towns sprang up as if
"overnight."
One such town was Isleton,
and not long after construction
began, farming and cultivating
was in full swing.
Additionally,
there was labor for
the levee building and
dock work, much of which
was done by the Chinese
who settled and built
colonies within existing
towns (such as Isleton).
Whole
towns were a true mixture
of culture and architecture
and beliefs and politics.
The evolution of time,
however, has downsized
the growth. Roads and
gas engine vehicles
replaced the great boats
of yesteryear. But on
rare occasion, one can
still hear the phantom
whistle of a large stern
paddle wheeler and the
yell of an excitable
boy, "steam boat's
a-comin'!"
Gone
are the days, but not
forgotten. Remnants
of a bygone era, along
with 840 residents are
what remain of Isleton
today. Although time
has diminished the population
to a short few, the
antiquity of what was
still remains. Chinatown,
and the many façade
front buildings, still
remains intact. The
very appeal of a bygone
era still reminds residents
and visitors of what
was once referred to
as "the Little
Paris of the Delta."
Many cultures still
inhabit Isleton today
as they did then. It
is quaint and small
compared to so many
other towns or cities.
But somehow, it continues
to survive the beating
of time and evolution,
a survival sonnet to
be sure.