Folk Festivals in Siskiyou County

          There are many festivals in Siskiyou County. Some festivals are connected with a particular holiday or calendar custom, some celebrate the heritage of a particular group of people, and some celebrate the collective heritage or lifestyle of the people who make up Siskiyou County. Five festivals are reviewed in this presentation as a representative sample of different types of festivals one might encounter during a year’s stay in our area. It is interesting to note how much about the culture of a particular area is reflected in its festivals and customs.

Folklore and Festivals

          Festivals, according to Brunvand, are customs that are “celebrated annually by a whole community, and especially over a period of several days” and is distinguished by the amount of community involvement (Brunvand 406). Another interpretation of festivals is the “recurring moments of special significance, with the celebrations that fill them” (Smith 159). The central function of a festival, according to Robert Smith, “seems to be to give occasion for men to rejoice together—to interact in an ambience of acceptance and conviviality” (Smith 167).

Festivals have been studied extensively by anthropologists and sociologists, as well as by folklorists. While sociologists study the social structure of a festival as a device to promote social cohesion, and anthropologists study the functions of a festival, the folklorist is mostly interested in the reflection of folk-life that appears in the festival--that is the cultural transmission that takes place by words or by actions during the festival. The art, music and customs of a group of people, also recorded by ethnographers, become the folklore of those people. The folklorist also looks at what values and beliefs are transmitted during festivals and how these are passed on.

To understand who the people of Siskiyou County are, and what values and traditions they hold it is best to take a quick look at their history, and the ethnic and religious diversity of the present inhabitants.

History

          Siskiyou County was home to many Native American tribes before the white settlers came. The Wintu, Karuk, Shasta, Hupa and Modocs (before they were transported to Oregon), and many others all lived here and celebrated their own festivals. In the 1800s, the first white settlers passing through this area were trappers seeking beaver, mink and muskrat, which is why a few of today’s towns are sites where trappers had passed through and settled down. 

          Then in the 1840s came the gold-miners, and behind them came those who prospered by serving the needs of the mining towns. Then came those settlers who cut and milled the lumber that built the towns and the people who built and operated local railways that took the lumber onwards. Settlers searching for gold in areas that had none, but finding instead rich farmland, became farmers and ranchers.  Gold was not located in every area, but people passing through looking for gold needed places to stay along the way, and many inns and hotels were built, offering guests fresh homegrown fruits and good hunting and fishing sites. Chinese immigrants arrived to work in the mines and mills and on the railroads, and Black Americans were recruited to work in the lumber companies. These were the first settlers of Siskiyou County (Our Heritage).

          The religions that are represented in Siskiyou County today are mostly various denominations of Christians. In the City of Mt. Shasta, for example, are Catholics, Methodists, Evangelists and Baptists, the Church of Latter-Day Saints, Jehovah’s Witnesses, and the “I AM” society of the St. Germaine Foundation. Also, nearby is the Shasta Abbey Zen Mission Society, and there is a small number of Jews that settled in the area.

The Siskiyou County Festivals

          The festivals in this presentation include The Fourth of July Parade of Mt. Shasta, The Civil War Days Reenactment of McCloud, The Rodeo of Etna, and the Golden Fair in Yreka.

The Fourth of July Parade – Mt. Shasta

          On the morning of the Fourth of July, the city sponsors a Walk & Run around town in which people of every age can participate, no matter how mobile they are. A young girl sang the Star Spangled Banner over a loudspeaker, and the event began. I walked around the town with my daughter wearing the yellow printed T-shirts that identified us as participants. Along the designated roads were local performers singing or dancing, a few clowns, and refreshment stands sponsored by local shops. For me, although this is not an official part of the parade, it is truly a parade in itself, for hundreds of citizens and their guests participated in parading around the city, greeting friends and family, or walking in groups by occupation or affiliation. The oldest and the youngest participants are awarded prizes, as well as the fastest of each age and gender by category. I was impressed by the respect that was given to very young singers and very old dancers along the way—a sign that everyone was worthy of attention and contributed a part of the local culture.

          The official parade began at noon with Old Glory leading the way. Anyone who wanted to was allowed to enter into the parade, giving it a very local flavor and unpretentious air. There were floats entered by businesses and clubs, and entries by individual participants who had something to show. A young boy in a crate-on-wheels dragging a boy on skates stole my attention. It seemed to be just the kind of entry that made this parade a “people’s parade” instead of a commercial venture.

          Another entry that made an impression was that of the Motorcycle Club. The average age of the cyclists I estimated to be around forty, with a few younger pups and several who appeared to be well over fifty. Some riders had their kids behind them, or their significant others, all decked out in Stars and Stripes. The significant part of their entry was that this was the only group to carry a reminder of those soldiers who were missing in action, protecting the very values and freedoms that we celebrate on the Fourth of July. As the roaring machines passed us by, the black flags with MIA stamped on them fluttered behind their bikes.

          Some floats were humorous, like Densa (a parody on Mensa, for academic achievers) and Women’s Power. Country culture was represented by square dancers and horseback riders (men and women). The magical mystique of Mt Shasta was represented by people dressed up as Lemurians. Respect for the past was represented by old cars and old-fashioned clothes.

          A Mt. Shasta-born resident told me that when he was a kid, “the town was so small, everyone participated in the parade so that there was hardly anyone left to watch it” (Melo). It was, and still is, a day for the people to actively express their pride and unity with the celebration of Independence Day. It fulfils the function of festival that “brings the group together and communicates about society itself and the role of the individual in it” (Kuutma).

Civil War Days – McCloud (July 20-22, 2001)

          This festival is more a type of cultural diffusion than cultural transmission. Historically, California did not play a significant part in the Civil War. McCloud did not hold this type of festival until recently--the more indigent local festival was the lumberjack festival. Although this festival was imported, its recurrence in the community provides a time when local people can gather together and share in having fun. This festival celebrating the heritage of Americans left by the Civil War is unique in its involvement of the public, interacting between rehearsed and unrehearsed elements. The center of the event was located in a grassy area in the middle of the town. Booths were set up by vendors wearing period clothes and selling items reminiscent of the past. Old-fashion candy was sold next to Native American crafts and across the way from old clothing. A woman vendor told me that her items were not bagged in plastic because it had not been invented yet. The public invited to attend the event was encouraged to dress in period clothes, and many did. Often, it was hard to tell who attended as a part of the rehearsed show, and who came just to be there and identify with the their favorite side, or with the heritage left by that period in time. People could walk up to the actors and ask questions or discuss the finer points of the battles, and some children dressed in period clothes were invited to participate in town skirmishes.

          Equal status is granted to both sides of the war, the Confederates and the Union. During the rehearsed parts of the reenactment, one side was granted “winners status,” and then at other times the other side “won.” As I surveyed the participating public I noticed equal amounts of people identifying with each side. The main show was conducted along the route of a steam-train, which carried actors dressed in uniform. Along the route, the train stopped and a rival troupe of soldiers fought with those who had been on the train. I took two of those train rides, and each time a different side “won” the battle—once the Confederate soldiers won and the next time the Union soldiers won.

Hunters and cowboys also had representatives, mostly by booths set up by individuals and clubs. My daughter was enticed by a maker of hand-made cowboy hats. The vendor allowed her to try several of them on, and explained in detail each part of the hat, how it was made and what it was used for. He had several handouts about cowboy culture, and of course, a price-list. Each hat went for over $200!

What is particular to Siskiyou County in this version of the Civil War Reenactment I can’t say for certain. Perhaps only the fact that such a festival can be held here at all, and with equal status for both sides of the war, and that the residents of this small town were ready and willing to be active participants in the affair.

The 24th Annual Old Time Rodeo – Etna, July 28th

          This particular rodeo is different than most others in that it is closed to riders who are not from the locale it takes place in—Scott Valley. One of the riders explained to me that this was to keep away professional riders and allow local residents a chance to compete against each other (Hayden). I was invited to attend (as a spectator of course!) by a woman whose brother, son, and cousin were participating in the event.

          On arrival the first thing I noticed is that most of the audience were dressed in cowboy or Western clothing. Hats, boots, buckles and scarves adorned the men, women and children who were piled onto trucks loaded with picnic baskets and straw or hay, and folding chairs. Many people greeted each other with an air of familiarity and there was a sense of shared culture in the language and gestures they used. Mingling with the crowd is part of the event.

          The rodeo was made up of various events, each for a different age group or divided by gender. Kids competed against kids, young men against young men, women against women and men against men. The MC seemed to be familiar with all the participants and families, and could relate an anecdote or two about some of the riders. There were three entries just for show; one was the main parade of participants, one from a women’s riding club, and one was a clowns’ performance. However, aside from the parade, most of the events were competitive, the reward being a special buckle. A list of events includes: “Mutton Bustin” for very little kids, calf riding for middle-sized kids, junior steer riding for teenage kids, bareback bronco riding for serious big guys, girl’s breakaway roping for adult cowgirls, Team roping (among which several married couples participated), cowhide racing, wild cow milking, calf dressing and bareback rescue racing.

Three memories stand out for me that remind me of the importance of this event. The first is that of a very young girl, dressed in pink boots and matching cowboy hat, sitting atop a bale of hay on a truck. Her family was also dressed in Western clothes, and she struck me as being the very symbol of cultural transmission. Her family had obviously spent quite a bit of money to give her a sense of identity with Western culture.

          The second memory is that of my friend’s son when he was thrown by a horse. He lay unconscious for a while on the ground. Although my friend appeared worried, she would not go down to the arena. It was not her job, she said, but that of the menfolk in the family. Her brother was the only family member to approach the boy and help him up. She was used to it, she said. This reflects some of the gender-roles valued in her society. 

          My third memory of the event is how the shared hardships of life on a ranch were reflected in the types of events that took place. Roping, riding, and racing horses were taken very seriously, and there was also some clowning around when participants dressed cattle in people’s clothing.

The Golden County Fair – Yreka (August 8 – 12)

          The county fair originated as a time at the end of the summer harvest when people could get together and show off their best livestock, vegetables, flowers and feats. The county fair is a type of festival occurring over a period of several days to a week, and includes spectator events as well as public participation. The core of the fair celebrates the life and culture of farmers and ranchers, with additional exhibits by local artisans. Sheep, cattle, rabbits and pigs were entered into contests for best of its kind, and garden produce was equally surveyed and awarded prizes by type and the age of the farmer. Children’s efforts were rewarded as they learned and internalized the values of their society.

          I met a friend from college whose daughter had entered a pig that took first place in the kids’ category. I asked her to show me her pig, and we walked over to the pigpen to view it. It was evident that she was very proud of her pig. Then I met a young boy taking a rabbit out of a pen that had a blue ribbon attached to it. He told me that he owned the rabbit, and several others he entered into the contest. He allowed me to pet the rabbit and take his picture. I could tell from the way that he explained the merits of his particular rabbits that he had quite a bit of experience, listening as well as explaining the merits of rabbits. His speech mimicked that of adults in instructional positions. 

          The fair was a fair mix of spectator events as well as participation events. This year the fair had a unique display of the history and culture of cowboys and the heritage they left behind. I left with a bagful of jokes, riddles and recipes that were collected and published. There were performances, such as the country western singer, Chris LeDoux, who graced the stage one evening, but for the most part the fair was an interactive event where the spectators mingled with the participants. The fair had games and activities that spectators could participate in, such as throwing water balloons, dipping hands or flowers in wax, and painting pictures. Some of the farmers were selling produce or products that they prepared. One of them spent some time explaining the merits of his honey (which I bought), and explained how to deal with bee stings (very useful information!) that I faithfully wrote down in my notebook. The country fair truly reflects the idea that, “the messages of festival concern the shared experience of the group and the multiple interpretations of that experience” (Kuutma).

Mt. Shasta Blackberry Festival -- Mt. Shasta City Park (Sept. 2, 2001)

          Blackberries grow wild all over Siskiyou County, so it is not surprising to hold a festival by that name. This festival was smaller and more intimate than the previously described festivals. Earlier in the day, the Tinman Triathelon took place, and participants from all over the country took part in the race. But later that afternoon, it was basically the local residents who attended the Blackberry Festival. Two tents had been erected in which blackberry pies and ice cream were sold, and some locally brewed beer. When I arrived, a watermelon contest was about to begin, and some country singers, the Clarridge Fiddlers (Country Swing & Bluegrass), were on-stage while people from the audience danced their own versions of country steps.

          One song in particular caught my attention. It had a verse that was sung intermediately between jokes. Two of the jokes I managed to write down, and it went something like this:

“Howdy Stranger!”

“Does this road go all the way to Medford?”

“Gee… I don’t understand what you’re talkin’ about… it ain’t gone nowhere yet…”

(Song verse in between, then:)

“Howdy Stranger!”

“Why don’t we step outside to see if it’s raining?”

“Why don’ I call mah dog n’ see if he’s wet?”

 

This particular kind of joke might be classified in folklore as a numskull joke, defined as a joke where absurd ignorance is attributed to a person or group.  In the case of the two jokes told above, the ignorance is attributed to both parties, depending on whose side you’re on. The country folk might see the Stranger as stupid, for why walk out into the rain when there is an easier way to see if its raining. On the other hand, the non-country folk might see it as rather stupid that a person would misunderstand the question of: “How far does a road go?” thinking that the road got up and went somewhere. But told by country folk to country folk, this kind of poking fun at the stereotype of country folk is legitimate – not so if it were told by someone “outside” the social circle who might be belittling this lifestyle. Observing the way the crowd accepted the joke showed that this audience considered the singer to be “one of their own,” and the humor was acceptable.

After this round of music came the watermelon-eating contest. Wedges of one fourth to one half of a slice were given to the contestants, according to size, and the first of each group to eat it all the fruit to the rind were given colored ribbons. Although this contest is not particular to Siskiyou County, it seems to be a reflection of American “eat-all-you-can” culture, and the choice of watermelon was an interesting local choice for the competition. In other counties or states the item of choice could be a pie or a drink, and in other countries the item of choice reflects their own local culture. In Germany, for instance, it is beer. It would be interesting to find out if such competitions exist in countries where food is scarce.

Later on, I went to taste the blackberry pie and compare it to my own concoctions. The crust was very soft, making it easy to slice through with a fork. I was surprised how the seeds of the berries didn’t annoy me in the pie as they do when I make blackberry jam and they stick in my teeth. Perhaps it takes getting used to. This is definitely a significant local food.

In Retrospect

The most eye-opening description of these festivals I received from my daughter who was visiting from Israel, who had no prior contact with “the American Way of Doing Things.” Her comments were particularly insightful about what is so unique and particular to this culture. Her best comment: “Everyone here seems to be such a Yankee Doodle.” This should not be interpreted as a derogatory statement, but a comment on the homogeneity of American values. More in depth, many Americans strive to appear as one homogenous group with shared values and ideals, and especially take pride in American heritage. This should have been an unusual occurrence given the fact that most Americans come from very varied backgrounds, but in Siskiyou County diversity is not very great compared to other places, for example large metropolitan cities. Perhaps for this reason the community appears more homogenous. Instead of displays of cultural diversity, we saw displays of occupations, affiliations or ideas. Many people here are proud of their pioneer heritage and the hunter-trapper-farmer-rancher-logger way of life, toughing it out with the weather, limited employment and rural lifestyle. This homogenous dominant group do give the appearance of being very proud and very “Old Fashion American.” There is nothing wrong with being proud of one’s country. It is America’s greatest achievement to be able to unite so many different people in doing so.

The plaid shirts and cowboy hats, country jokes and blackberry pie, identification with American history, and contesting over who can grow the best cow or corn, these are all elements of the original group of people who settled Siskiyou County. Most of all, pride in being American is evident in these festivals, with the American flag and colors as the key symbols.

Not everything observed speaks of the culture. Sometimes what is not observed also has meaning. During the festivals were there few indications of diversity (aside from the New Agers); There was no celebration of the contribution of Black or Asian Americans, and no mention of any religion. Only the Civil War Re-enactment had one booth about Native Americans who were a part of this land’s history and were significant in the development of this area, and the Blackberry Festival had a little Latino music. On the other hand, there were no indications of the Germans and Italians who settled here either. Yet, some exclusions are themselves a reflection of society. This is not to mean that diversity was actively excluded, nor to be judgmental in any way. Robert Smith warns that one should not draw conclusions simply from observed events (Smith 170). Perhaps these groups do not have a sufficient number to be influential in contributing to local culture, or perhaps they chose not to be part of these festivals. It could also mean that all these groups have blended into one mutually tolerant culture. I don’t know. I am simply stating what I saw and didn’t see. Collectively, I saw a blended, country-type society who pride themselves on self-sufficiency, the ability to utilize local resources, and the will endure hard times together.


Works Cited

Smith, Robert, J. “Social Folk Custom.” Folklore and Folklife: An Introduction. Richard Dorson ed. Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1972.

Hayden, Voss. Personal interview. Etna, California. July 28th, 2001.

Kristin Kuutma. “Festival as Communicative Performance and Celebration of Ethnicity.” June 1996 - December 1999. Folk Belief and Media Group of Estonian Literary Museum. http://haldjas.folklore.ee/folklore/vol7/festiva.htm

Melo, Paul. Personal conversation. Mt. Shasta, California. July 4th, 2001.

Our Heritage. American Association of University Women, Mt Shasta Branch. Booklet. N.p.:n.p., 197?