Yet another reason for my road trip, I had booked space in San Simeon State Park far in advance to be guaranteed of a place to park for Memorial Day Weekend. Had I cancelled that space due to the Winnie repairs, I would have lost both booking fees and cancellation penalties, consuming the majority of the refund. Since the reservation was for the “primitive” campground (Washburn, dry camping on the grass with no hook-ups,) I figured I could get by with pitching my tent there.
My reason for visiting San Simeon was to tour the famous Hearst Castle. I have always had a bit of curiosity about the Hearst Empire since college days when Patty Hearst was kidnapped. We are about the same age, and I used to wear her same aviator-style glasses, which prompted some of my leftist college friends to “Call me Tania.” (For those who might be too young to remember, Patty Hearst was kidnapped by the Symbionese Liberation Army. As often happens in situations of captivity, she succumbed to “Stockholm Syndrome” whereby brainwashed captives begin to identify with their captors. She changed her name to “Tania” after the kn girlfriend of Che Guevara. Long before the days of Facebook, her rifle-toting photo and audio tape “Call me Tania” went “viral.”)
Also contributing to my interest in the Hearst family was my stint much later in life as National Account Manager with American Express. Hearst Publications was one of my accounts. I always wanted to see the wellspring from which this behemoth corporation originated, from his very first magazine, Motor, to the Big “O” herself, Oprah’s O Magazine.
I don’t pack too many “creature comforts” for my road trip, due to being a spontaneous escape. When one runs away from home, one grabs what they can, and little things like “pillows” are often overlooked. So waking up for my early morning tour of the castle leaves me feeling a little stiff and sore. So consider the irony when the first thing I see upon arriving at the elaborate Hearst Castle Visitors Center is a huge billboard with the following quote from William Randolph Hearst himself “I would like to build something up on the hill at San Simeon. I get tired of going up there and camping in tents. I’m getting a little old for that. I’d like something a little more comfortable.” (I feel your pain, Mr. H!)
The 250,000 acre ranch was originally purchased in 1847 by George Hearst, and referred to as La Cuesta Encantada, Spanish for “Enchanted Hill.” William referred to it as “Camp Hill,” as he used to climb the 1,600 ft to camp at the top of the rolling hills amidst the Santa Lucia mountains. Volunteers today affectionately call it just “Hilltop.”
I have learned with tours such as these, it helps to book the first tour of the day to avoid as many “photo bombs” as possible. Still, even the first tour at 8:50am is booked to capacity. As we ride the bus up the long, winding five mile road inland, the man behind me remarks that they are making a killing off the crowds at $25 per head, to which his wife responds, “Well, George, America doesn’t have many castles!”
While the Hearst Compound is referred to as a “castle,” it’s actually a group of one large and three smaller mansions. Hearst, along with his mistress the famed actress Marion Davies, occupied the main house, a 68,500 sq ft “Casa Grande” with 38 bedrooms, while famous guests had their own “guest cottage” to choose from, one of three smaller mansions with four to eight bedrooms.
I am most eager to see the iconic Neptune Pool. Had I actually done any research before arriving, I would have been prepared for the shock and disappointment of seeing the typically aquamarine-filled, refreshing pool of water surrounded by gleaming marble statuary now empty, filled with ladders, scaffolding, and shards of marble. The 345,000 gallon pool the size of a football field has been leaking about 5,000 gallons a day, so in light of the recent California water crisis, the pool is closed for repairs and restoration. Still a marvel in classic Roman elegance, it leaves my thirst unquenched.
The “castle” was designed by architect Julia Morgan, one of the first women to receive a civil engineering degree from UC Berkeley. Quite a fete for a woman in the architectural field nowadays , much less back then. She and Hearst worked on the still unfinished project from 1919 until 1947.
My curiosity now satisfied about the Hearst Fortune, I am still wondering where Patty fits into all of this. Finally, while visiting the second, smaller indoor Roman pool, our tour guide lets us in on a “little secret.” The Hearst Heirs were swimming in the pool last night after the last tour departed Hilltop. I can’t help but ask, “What about Patty?” The canned response comes back, “We don’t talk about Patty on the tour. She is not part of the timeline.” In the end, Jimmy Carter commuted her sentence. Bill Clinton pardoned her. But she doesn’t make the tour. I hope they at least let her swim in the pool. 😉
You are certainly making the best of a difficult situation, hope you are on the road soon. Great beaches as you return south, a stop at Nitt Witt Ridge is a bit of East Jesus in Cambria, not quite the opulence of the castle. Glad you asked about Patty, I had not heard the state has her cut out of the family tree, bet the family feels different.
Wow, that place looks incredible! We are typically don’t hit tours like this but I think we would do this one. Thanks for sharing!
I remember touring the “castle” long ago and being entranced by it all. Yet seeing your photos I am overwhelmed with all the clutter. Guess collecting things changes when you live in a RV. Glad you got to see it but don’t get how they can leave Patty out of their story.
In the 1930’s Hearst also owned St Donats Castle in the Vale of Glamorgan outside of Cardiff. He bought it for his mistress Marion Davies and entertained many famous people there. He rebuilt some of it apparently with pieces plundered from other ancient buildings. It is now a school, Atlantic College. More here.
http://www.express.co.uk/news/history/594892/William-Randolph-Hearst-s-fairytale-castle
It’s terrific that you have the paraphernalia to tent camp! I love how you are making the most of a difficult situation!
It’s been decades since I visited Hearst Castle…I’ve always wanted to take the tour that includes the kitchen…some day…
Patty’s sister lives down the road in Ridgway! She owns a Christian book store and is a big donor to local charities. FYI, I think she is single, Jim :))
Box Canyon Mark, Ouray, Colorado.
Lovely, in an ostentatious sort of way. Difficult to imagine the family living there…even decades ago. Thanks for the tour. As a “middle” (middle of the country girl who may not ever reach the Pacific coast again) I so appreciate this tour from your point of view. 🙂
Great photos of the castle Suzanne. Supposedly my aunt took me there over 50 years ago, but since none of it looks familiar I’m thinking she lied and took me somewhere else….or maybe it’s one of those false memories on my part.
I am so happy that you ‘have moved on’ for now and are still enjoying adventures on a daily basis. Great post, have never been and likely won’t thanks to your post.
Poor Patty, does she even have a life these days.
Hey, don’t forget to check out the wineries.
Glad you had a nice tour of the Cuesta emcantada! Sorry we were taking care of family during your coastal jaunt. We could have helped you make Limoncelloo with all those lemons. One of my favorite moments at the castle was a “volunteer ” recognition party IN the Neptune pool! It was magical. I hope that by now your own magic carpet is ready for the next adventure… And you are headed to yoir next playground!
Fun jaunt up the coast for you. And maybe the next time you can go at the slow crawl pace. Have safe travels going north!
Imkelina
I have always wanted to see Hearst Castle but not sure that I will get there so it was interesting seeing it through your eyes. You are definitely making the most of a difficult situation Suzanne. Hope life gets back to normal soon (whatever normal is).
My darling wife and I toured Hearst Castle in the spring of ’14. It is in every way a grand folly and we loved it. We put two tours into one day; the main house in the morning and the cottages, kitchens and wine cellar (Of course!) in the afternoon. A docent told us that the tours had become increasingly popular with the cosplay crowd, which must add simultaneous touches of authenticity and whimsy. That beautiful pool, when restored, will still not be available for swimming. Docents and park employees used to be able to use the pool once/year in a grand employees’ party. No longer. The draconian conservationists in the CA State Park Dept. killed that practice and it will not return; so we were told. I’m certain W. R. Hearst would not approve of the change.