Catching up on my mail, I summarize some comments about Riverside’s Mount Rubidoux and others about the Claremont shoe cobbler, as well as present a desert-themed brief item, all in Wednesday’s column.
Trivia note: My initial Rubidoux column was my most-read online in January, and my two follow-ups were likewise my most-read in February and March. I can’t explain it, but I won’t fight it.
I return to the topic of the paved paths up and down Riverside’s Mount Rubidoux, still astonished that motorists once had the run of them. This time I have some facts about the matter besides anecdotes (but I have those too). Also, a reader shares a funny typo from a former workplace, and an award is won. All the above is in Sunday’s column.
In a series of items, I share a reader comment about the days when you could drive up Mount Rubidoux, and a hiking video in which the hiker pooh-poohs the whole thing. Then I write about the importance to journalists of spelling names correctly, followed by some historical perspective on the weather. All that is in Sunday’s column.
I follow up my recent column on Riverside’s parent navel orange tree by gathering up reader questions, comments and lore, with answers and wisecracks by yours truly, in Friday’s column. Plus, at no extra charge, a “brIEfly” closing item.
I visited with the homeowner who has the “Recall Newsome” sign in her yard at her invitation. She knows it’s misspelled but accepted the sign because of its message. We have a friendly chat in Sunday’s column.
Riverside’s claim to citrus fame comes from the parent Washington navel orange tree, the 1873 tree that launched a California industry. The tree continues to thrive despite a bacteria-carrying insect that could kill it if it got in striking range. That’s why a tent-like structure now shrouds the tree: to keep the insect out. I pay a visit for Friday’s column.
A misspelled yard sign in Riverside urging “Recall Newsome” kicks off Friday’s column, followed by highlights of my recent visit to downtown Riverside and, while I’m at it, a short plea for two 1964 Riverside newspapers.
Have you hiked Mount Rubidoux in Riverside? I hadn’t, but now I have, an outing I recount in Friday’s column.
Quinn Harris has had a lively, unusual career in music that included a self-released album in 1975 that went nowhere. Unexpectedly, it’s been reissued by a hipster record label in L.A. with Harris’ permission and called a “classic.” I sit down with Harris in his home near Riverside for a chat for my Dec. 11 column.
In my visits to Riverside, a residential tower a few blocks south of downtown has caught my eye. How could it not? It stands tall above its mostly one- and two-story neighbors. In the area recently, I decided to satisfy my curiosity by checking it out.
At 3993 10th St., it’s an apartment building for low-income seniors 55 and older. Named Mount Rubidoux Manor, it’s owned by Riverside First Baptist Homes, contains 188 studio and one-bedroom units and stands 16 stories. A worthy use.