American Sabbatical 028: 10/8/96
Roll On Columbia
		
		10/8... Grand Coulee.
When we got up we were in Pomeroy, Washington, a lively farming community on the edge of the fertile Palouse region. One block off the through highway was an islanded broadway filled with flowers, and the town was bookended with big grain elevators. One restaurant did breakfast (all day), while the other stayed closed til noon. That kind of neighborly. As for the floral display, since we struck western Idaho there have been gobs of flowers. Is it the altitude, or the attitude? The higher West was into drab.
				
			
					 
			
					 
					
						Bryce Draws Again 
					We had pancakes, arguing that it was hard for local chomporia
					to screw up breakfast, and AM menus are cheaper. Then we drew
					the west end. Felt good to be playing with colors again as morning
					ritual. 
				
					
					But where to? The gorgeous Snake, and Walla Walla, lay to the
					south, and that way would lead down the Columbia to Oregon. Or
					should we gallop across the Palouse to the north and strike the
					Columbia at Grand Coulee Dam, arching our shot toward Seattle?
					When in doubt go sunwise, to the right.
We rose up onto the highground, and were back in the gigantic Iowa of last evening. The contour-plowed dark earth against the wheatstubble blond made a sinuous quilt. The overlapping hills make a frozen seascape with crests of fallow grasses, or stubble. Grant Wood had been at work here with a new palette and a bigger canvas (we even passed through Davenport today). Hidden in the hollows were tidy farmsteads with their requisite squat silo-clusters. The native barn appears to be Quonset-dutch, if the ancient ruins we pass are indicative. Sometimes they have a slight peak and flared eaves, like a German helmet from 1919. And some are even red.
				
			
					 
			But dont get accustomed to one style of landscape in the Northwest.
					Like Maine weather, it changes every mile. As our path doglegged
					north and west we went from Iowa to Wyoming to Dakota to Illinois
					to Montana, and back again. Rolling wheatland to dry rangeland
					to badland outcrops to flat farmland to rolling pine prairie,
					and back into the hilly ranges. The underlying (and erupting)
					rock is a shattered burnt-sienna volcanic, with no structure or
					coherence, but rich as the fields of heaven. 
					
					 
				
						Washington Turf 
					
After miles of sweeping grassland, the descent to the Columbia
		is abrupt, and you are funneled into the gorge with its forest
		of power pylons. Talk about a company town, this place is Electric
		City, and hard-wired. And the water-pressure blows you out of
		the shower. Must be a plumbers nightmare.
			
		
				 
		
				 
				 
				
			 
			
			
			
			
(Memo #27)
WHAT IS THE LARGEST CONCRETE OBJECT ON EARTH?

Oct. 8 - Conquering the Waters 
		
		Who? FDR and PWA
		
		What? major dam project, largest concrete object in the world
		
		Where? on the Columbia River in central Washington state
		
		When? 1930's (New Deal)
		
		How? import of men and materials 
		
		Topics: Dams, Columbia River Project, New Deal, PWA, World War
		2.
		
		Questions: Who benefits from major dam projects? Why were dams
		built during the New Deal? When and how was the GRAND COULEE dam
		created?

			Columbia Gorge
The largest concrete object on earth spans a gorge in north central Washington. Rising 550 feet from the valley floor and running just under a mile in width, the Grand Coulee dam is difficult to believe. The vision needed to wall this river, the scale of the construction, and the engineering problems encountered, are mindboggling! I think of the famous seven wonders of the ancient world; this is one of the seven wonder of modern America.
			
		
				 
		Eastern Washington has two of North Americas grandest rivers,
				the Snake and the Columbia. Rising in the Rockies to the east
				and north, they run through some very dry land in eastern Washington,
				join, and flow to the sea. The settlers who came to eastern Washington
				thought the fertile soil and occasional rain would enable them
				to farm this dry country productively; they were wrong. After
				bearing a few seasons, the land was exhausted. So early in this
				century pressure mounted from the farming community for dam projects
				on the rivers to provide irrigation.  
				
				 
			
					Water in the Dry 
				
The Columbia Basin Project and its many dams were launched by
		the 1930s New Deal. As part of the PWA (Public Works Administration),
		Franklin Roosevelts New Deal sponsored a number of major dam
		projects, perhaps the most famous is the TVA (Tennessee Valley
		Authority), a series of damn on the Tennessee River. As with most
		New Deal projects, the dams had multiple purposes. The monumental
		public works were intended to solve the problem of unemployment
		in the Depression. The dams would assist farmers, perhaps the
		poorest group in America, in several ways: providing water for
		irrigation, controlling flood waters, providing electricity to
		assist in agriculture (for example, refrigerating milk on dairy
		farms), and electrifying farms so that farm families could use
		a variety of household appliances. This would spur consumer industries.
		Helping larger regions, the dams would create cheap electricity
		for cities, and offer cheap electricity and labor to lure industries
		into poor agricultural regions (again providing longterm employment).
		[People always wonder about the funding - FDR also started the
		modern national deficit.] In 1941 the project gained a new and
		much more crucial function.
		
		Work began on the Grand Coulee in 1933. The practical problems
		were huge. Grand Coulee is far from population centers. We drove
		from the nearest small city (Spokane) and it is a LONG dry drive
		through semidesert. A new highway and railroad brought materials
		in. The dam area had no major town or pool of workers for the
		huge project . The PWA built a town, with housing and services,
		for the 7000 workers it brought in. Actually, two towns, one for
		the engineers on one side of the canyon, and another for the workers
		on the other side (class segregation). I couldnt help wondering
		if they located the housing BELOW the dam to inspire attentive
		workmanship by the people who lived there. The original stark
		rows of identical houses remain, but over the past sixty years
		the owners have personalized them with plantings and fancy entries
		and architectural details. The dam obviously provides lots of
		water for the lawns and gardens. (And the water pressure here
		is amazing; turn on a faucet too far and a geyser erupts! ) As
		in many places in the west, the people places are green oases.
		Look up and you see barren rock hills; at the edge of town the
		brown desert begins. 
				
			
					 
			
					 
					
						Electric Suburb 
					The main part of town is located up on a plateau, with more recent
					housing developments strung along the shelves of land on the canyon
					walls. There are amazing views of the canyon walls and the lake
					behind the dam. The roadways snake down and around the canyon
					walls in great loops. You can cross the river on the two lane
					road on top of the dam, or on a bridge that links the two housing
					areas below it. 
				
					
Other people were displaced by the dam. Thirteen small towns up river were drowned by the lake, and the people relocated. The salmon runs which were a central part of Native American cultures in the Northwest were disrupted. The engineers tried to provide salmon ladders to maintain the fishery.
				
			
					 
			The organization of construction was a major engineering feat
					in itself. How did they bring in, mix, pour this much concrete
					(the spillway area cover thirteen acres!)? Thousands of bags of
					cement, huge mixing areas, buckets to haul the wet mix, cranes
					to haul the buckets. Where do you start? They basically walled
					off half the river to start construction on the dam. (I find it
					hard to write that, since it takes such vision and such belief
					in modern construction). They anchored the dam to the canyon
					floor after it had been smoothed. 
					
					 
				
						Back of the Dam 
					
The dam was poured in stages, with three shifts working around
		the clock. The literature gives the numbing statistics.  By the
		end of 1936, a million yards of concrete were in place, and,
		On May 25 (1939) the CBI Company set a new world record which
		still stands, when they placed 20, 685 cubic yards of concrete
		in one 24-hour period. The walls climbed and they built the water
		intakes, spillway gates, generators and power plants, the pumping
		station to raise the water 1571 feet to the feeder canal.
		
		
		In 1939 World War 2 began. We entered the war in late 194l after
		Pearl harbor, and the Grand Coulee became a crucial part of the
		American war effort. Construction was speeded up. The dam to provide
		electricity for wartime munitions plants. In particular, the Grand
		Coulee provided the huge amount of electricity required to manufacture
		aluminum The Pacific northwest became, and still remains, a central
		part of the airplane and munition industry.
				
			
					 
			
					 
					
						Roll On 
					The statistics are amazing. Grand Coulee is the largest producer
					of electricity in the USA, third in the world. It is not as high
					as the Hoover dam, but is wider, and produces about five times
					the electricity. The spillway is the same area as Niagara Falls
					(although narrow and higher). Its total generating capacity is
					6,494,000kW. 
				
					
					How do you evaluate the human cost? At least 77 people died in
					the construction. Native Americans and other area people had their
					cultures transformed.
The Grand Coulee is an awe-inspiring sight, stark and massive and quite beautiful. Its beauty inspired the graphic artists that produced the laser light show that uses the spillway area as a canvas.We saw the last night show of the year. First, they shut off the lights at the dam. Then one by one the spillways opened and a white fall of water blanked the dam. For half an hour lasers sent multicolor pictures across the face of the dam, as a narrator detailed its history. Four story horses galloped across and fifty foot eagles swooped and glided. Music played and lights danced. It was magic.
			
			
10/8 continued.
		
		OK, Lennie, Get This. Youve got the worlds biggest outdoor theater screen. 5223 feet
		wide by 550 feet tall, with built-in waterworks. It gets dark.
		You open the 12 overflow gates one by one. It takes 12 seconds
		for the white water to flow down the face of the screen below
		each gate. Once the whole screen is a roaring waterfall you project
		animated linear laser images on the cataract, and along the cliff
		walls running another mile to left and right, coupled with a soundtrack
		broadcast on loudspeakers around the canyon. And the whole 30
		minute program can tell what a magnificent creation this screen
		is, and how beneficent we are. Waddya think, Lennie?
			
		Granting the limitations of the laser-projection medium, its
		still interesting that waving flags, Statues of Liberty, the head
		of Washington, and screaming eagles continue to be the currency
		of communication about public works. Youd think that such techno-gimmickry
		would conjure new images, but its the same old content. There
		were some neat effects. Animals seen from below the water, leaning
		down to drink, and dissolving into other images. Linear waves
		cresting and breaking across the dam. Five hundred foot long fish
		swimming a mile in the blink of an eye. Birds soaring, looping,
		diving. Jellyfish turning insideout over a meandering abstract
		passage. All the fun you can have with linear forms on a computer
		splashed across the megascreen in dazzling colors, their paths
		shining in the air.
				 
		Self-promotion by your Department of Reclamation. The multimedia
				product delivered in a cool Columbia canyon, under blinking stars,
				is a curious mix of New Age wizardry and prewar propaganda. Pre-WWII.
				Dramatic baritone renditions of the history of the Columbia and
				Grand Coulee (with nods to Native Americans, Mother Nature, FDR,
				and the mighty USofA), are illustrated with rapid linear multicolor
				animations, sweeping across the full width of the canyon and dam.
				These uplifts are intercut with uptempo spacemusic and highspeed
				computer-graphic forms, dancing across the dam. Coiling double-helixes
				chasing spin-spiral targets as counter-point to outlined stallions
				galloping to a text of  billions of horsepower. 
				
				
				 
			
					Darkened Screen 
				
				
			
					 
			
					 
					
						Grand Coulee Dam
						(Bryce) 
					A BIG WOW, but with lowgrade TV cartoons and boilerplate as the
					stuff! Is that an American metaphor? Megawatts of sugarplums?
					And the last message? Were not finished with the Columbia yet.
					We have the capacity to pump a billion gallons a day to make the
					desert bloom. Support your Department of Reclamation. (I recommend
					reading Cadillac Desert before you jump up and cheer.) A nifty
					spectacle, put on for a crowd of maybe 35. A last waltz just for
					us. Thanks, Uncle.