
Elmer Long's Bottle Tree Ranch - Oro Grande, CA
Posted by:
DopeyDuck
N 34° 41.418 W 117° 20.359
11S E 468920 N 3838751
Quick Description: Elmer Long wasn't the first to create bottle trees along Route 66, but he has certainly kept the tradition alive with his forest of trees in his front yard affectionately coined the Bottle Tree Ranch.
Location: California, United States
Date Posted: 4/6/2009 11:53:07 PM
Waymark Code: WM65KM
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Long Description:Elmer has his own blog
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visit
link) and Elmer's Bottle Tree Ranch was also noted in Andrew
Wood's Route 66 Travel Journal.
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visit link)
Andrew's experience meeting the owner was similar to ours, and
he writes, "Past Barstow, with its lovely little Route 66 museum,
I'd take an alignment of the highway that'd I'd always missed
before, make my way toward San Bernardino, pay a quick visit to the
Wigwam Village in Rialto, and gun it toward the ocean. Little did I
plan on meeting Elmer Long at his Bottle Tree Ranch in Oro
Grande.
As the sun was beginning to set, I followed a friendly and dusty
section of 66, which the McClanahan guide mentioned as being
particularly photogenic. I read something about "bottle trees" but
thought little of it. But I screeched my tires when I road past a
yard filled with tall poles branching with dozens, hundreds,
countless bottles. I pulled over and then heard the sound: wind
transforming the glass containers into musical instruments and fans
of varying sizes spinning in the cool breeze. A sign offered
admittance, and I quietly began to wander the yard, not wanting to
bother its owner. Then I heard a hearty welcome, or at least I
thought I did. Lost in a forest of bottle trees, I felt a little
discombobulated. Maybe it was a trick of the wind. But then I heard
a second greeting, "Come on over here and sit down!" I spotted a
smiling fellow with a gray ZZ Top beard motioning me toward him. I
walked over and sat down, and that's how I met Elmer Long,
proprietor of the Bottle Tree Ranch.
Elmer retired from a day job at the nearby concrete plant, where
he picked up his equivalent of a college degree reading the
classics, with a particular fondness for the works of Homer. Now he
tends to his garden of bottles, occasionally venturing out to
unearth more treasures from the desert that he uses for his various
art installations. One of his greatest kicks is to visit with
strangers who happen by, talking about his family, his thoughts on
life, and his eccentric collection. As we compared notes on our
kids -- he's got a handful working their way through college, and
mine is just about to start -- I grew less and less concerned about
arriving at the coast by sunset. Some generic image of the Santa
Monica pier could hardly compete with the opportunity to talk with
this cool dude. Our conversation ambled for its time until it was
right that we part. Asking him if he'd pose for a portrait, Elmer
quickly assumed the pose he often offers to tourists. I offered to
send him a copy of the photo, but he demurred. Elmer has more
photos of himself and his beloved trees than he can possibly
store."