Heroes and rascals, shipwrecks and lost gold: Strange but true stories and secrets of Oregon's wild past | Offbeat Oregon History While doing some cleaning-up around the Odd Fellows Hall in Scio, a local girl found a tiny coffin with this partial skeleton inside. Whose? We'll probably never know ... (Story No. 204, Oct. 14, 2012) The ever-elusive D.B. Cooper peeks into the page from behind his signature shades. The story of his skyjacking exploit starts with episode 237, from June 2, 2013. Meet Kitty Kat, the wealthiest feline in the state of Oregon and landlord to the City of Tangent. Kitty Kat, until he died at a ripe old age in 1995, owned City Hall. (Story No. 163, Jan. 8, 2012) This crazy-looking speedboat was the invention of Portland wizard Victor Strode. The city commissioned a harbor patrol boat based on his design, but it didn't work out. (Story No. 201, Sept. 23, 2012) The Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh (now known as Osho -- yes, THAT Osho) as he appeared when he lived in Wasco County with his followers. That's also him in the white Rolls-Royce surrounded by followers, in a scene from Rajneeshpuram. (Four-part story starts with Column No. 73, May 9, 2010 This is the roof of the Franz Bread Rest Hut at Pixieland, the Oregon Coast's ill-starred answer to Disneyland, which opened in 1969 and went out of biz in 1974. The Rest Hut consisted of a giant fiberglass loaf of bread sticking out of the top of this giant fiberglass hollow log, the whole thing towering over a log-flume roller coaster ride. It's probably the most campily awesome example of the proud display of crass commercialism that was Pixieland. (Column No. 52 - Dec. 6, 2009)
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"I can make a
six-shooter sing 'come to jesus'!"

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When steamboats exploded on the upper Willamette

When the steamboat Gazelle reached the dock, the man in charge of its steam boilers leaped ashore and ran like a man being chased by demons. A few seconds later, the Gazelle exploded, killing 20 people.

This is a newspaper illustration of the explosion of the steamer Moselle
in 1838, which led to a push for regulation of steam engines to prevent
similar disasters. More than four times as many people died in the
Moselle explosion as that of the Gazelle — which was, itself, the single
worst catastrophe in Willamette River history. (Image: Kentucky
Historical Society)

It was a peaceful, happy spring morning in the little river town of Canemah, situated just above Willamette Falls — or, rather, it started out that way.

It was April 8, 1854 —  the very dawn of the steamboat era on the upper Willamette. Steamboats had been working the lower Willamette and Columbia for some time, but they’d only come to the upper Willamette three years before. The result, for Canemah, had been an explosion of growth. In those pre-railroad days, the rivers were the only way to get crops to market. The Willamette Valley was already producing a lot of crops, and all of it had to come downstream to Canemah — there to be unloaded, portaged around the falls and loaded aboard another riverboat in Oregon City.

On this particular morning, though, that bucolic routine would be shattered with an event that historians are still not sure how to explain.

It was on this morning that the brand-new steamboat Gazelle, just a month old and built right there in Canemah, was to make its first regular voyage upstream to Corvallis. The riverboat was drawn up at the portage road, where goods that had been trucked by wagons around the falls were loaded aboard. Several dozen passengers climbed its gangplank and settled in for their journey. Then the captain rang for steam, pulled out into the river and brought the big sidewheeler around to the passenger dock, next to the slightly older sidewheeler Wallamet, to load the freight that hadn’t come upriver from Oregon City.

Chief engineer runs for his life

The steamboat Wallamet as it appeared in 1854, from an old daguerreotype.
The Wallamet was badly damaged when the Gazelle, drawn up next to it at
the dock, exploded on the morning of April 8 of that year. Whether this
image was made before the explosion, or after repairs had been made,
is unknown. (Image: Library of Congress)

As the big riverboat reached the dock, a man rushed up to the rail, vaulted over, lighted on the dock and sprinted inland. He ran like a man being chased by a devil, with desperate speed. He did not stop. He did not look back. Soon he was gone from view.

It was the Gazelle’s chief engineer, Moses Toner.

Now, the chief engineer is the man who’s responsible for a steamboat’s engines. It’s his job to keep the fires going and to adjust the amount of power in response to the captain’s orders.

But the engineer’s most vital job is to make sure there’s enough water in the boilers at all times. If the water level falls too low, the boiler explodes.

This image from The West Shore magazine in 1887 shows the docks at
Canemah after it had become part of Oregon City, after more buildings
had been constructed; it’s near the probable location of the portage road.
(Image: thisweekinoc.wordpress.com)

Less than sixty seconds later, it happened. The Gazelle had two boilers, one for each paddlewheel, and they both exploded at the same instant with a powerful roar, sending steel and wood and bodies and body parts flying in all directions. Pieces of shrapnel from the explosion badly damaged the dock and the neighboring Wallamet and killed the Wallamet’s pilot, J.M. Fudge.

The aftermath: Blood in the water

Canemah residents flocked to the docks and plunged into the water to help the scalded, wounded, mutilated passengers and crew members to shore. Many of them were already dead. Some of them were in pieces. The carnage was horrific.

The blast took the upper works off the ship, but left plenty of debris in the open hull. Beneath that debris were even more bodies.

All told, 20 people died in the blast. Another 27 more were injured, some of them very badly.

Willamette Falls as it appeared in 1867, with the town of Canemah in the
distance behind. This photograph was made from approximately where
the Portland General Electric power station is today. (Image: Univ. of
California

The subsequent investigation wasn’t particularly scientific — as would be expected for those pre-Civil-War frontier days. The circumstantial evidence of the engineer’s sudden flight, reinforced by the fact that he had never come to pick up his pay and had not been heard from since, was seen as a tacit admission of guilt. Clearly, the investigators concluded, Toner had made a technical mistake, and had only just realized it when the boilers started showing signs of imminent failure and, seized with terror, fled.

There were dissenting voices. Some steamboat men suggested that the boilers may have been defective — perhaps made of steel that was too brittle or thin.

Those doubters may have been right. Steam explosions were already all too familiar on American riverboats in the 1850s, which had led to the Steamboat Act of 1852 — requiring boilers to be tested and to be fitted with a pressure relief valve. But steam engines had to be purchased back East and shipped to the West Coast by sea, “around the horn” — so chances were very good that the Gazelle’s boilers pre-dated the law.

It’s also a bit suspicious that the only other boiler explosion in the history of the state at that time had also happened to an upper Willamette steamboat, named after the town of Canemah, at Champoeg the previous year. One person had died in that incident. And the upper Willamette was, in 1854, served by fewer than half a dozen riverboats, which represented a tiny fraction of steamboats in use in Oregon at that time. The sample size is too small to draw conclusions, but the statistic that 40 percent of boats on the upper Willamette had exploded was certainly a startling one.

The flying steamboat captain

The long-ago explosion of the Gazelle remains the worst disaster in Willamette River history as measured in casualty counts. But it wasn’t the last. Three years later, the little steamboat Elk exploded in mid-stream as it approached the Yamhill River.

The explosion lifted the wheelhouse and smokestack off the boat and sent the whole works flying through the air — intact, with the boat’s captain still inside. The wheelhouse miraculously landed in the top of a cottonwood tree, and the skipper was able to shinny down the tree to safety. While airborne and in free-fall (along with sextants, coffee cups and whatever else was in the wheelhouse at the time) he’d actually been able to look through the smokestack at his pilot, who’d been blown onto the bank by the blast and was sitting there, dazed but unhurt, trying to collect his wits.

On that occasion, the passengers were shielded from the shrapnel by a heavy woodstove. A few of them were hurt, but none badly, and not a single person was killed. And for twenty years after that, every time they passed the tree that had broken the captain’s fall and saved his life, riverboat pilots pointed it out and retold the story — something their passengers likely didn’t find particularly reassuring.

But by the time of the Elk’s disaster, new steamboat inspection laws were having their effect. Only one major boiler explosion happened on the Willamette after that, despite a massive increase in the number of ships on the river. That explosion was in 1875, when the steamboat Senator exploded while docking in Portland, killing seven people and injuring another eight.

(Sources: Mills, Randall V. Sternwheelers Up Columbia. Pacific Books: Palo Alto, 1947; Marshall, Don. Oregon Shipwrecks. Portland: Binford, 1984; oregonencyclopedia.org)