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Mountain Drive.

Part of Bohemian Week.

Tea Fire burn area - SB John Wiley

(This spectacular aerial photograph of the area destroyed by the Tea Fire is reproduced with the kind permission of S B John Wiley on Flickr, who retains the copyright.)

On November the 13th 2008, a fire broke out at the abandoned Bothin Tea House in the hills of Montecito, Southern California.  Fanned by the area’s famed ‘sundowner’ winds, gusting at times to 90 miles an hour, it destroyed hundreds of acres of land and 200 properties before it was finally brought under control.

As the fires burned, the media headlines were mainly of the stars’ houses threatened by the conflagration … but the real story lay not in the multi-million dollar mansions of Rob Lowe and Oprah Winfrey (which were in fact left unmolested by what became known as the ‘Tea Fire’) but in the charred remains of the community that had once been at the heart of Southern California’s bohemian  scene – Mountain Drive.


In the 1940s, Bobby Hyde and his wife Florence (known to friends and family as Floppy) bought 50 acres of fire-damaged mountainside on either side of East Mountain Drive at Montecito above Santa Barbara.  Both came from privileged backgrounds, but Bobby was a man with an extraordinary dream … to create a Utopia where like-minded individuals could come together to live simply, in harmony with the natural world, using only the materials they had around them –  earth, wood, stone and water.

He sold the land an acre at a time for $2,000 a plot.  A down payment of $50 followed by monthly instalments of $50 plus 2% interest would get you a level plot, an access road, a water supply and advice and help from Bobby – but he would only sell to you if he liked you and felt you would fit in …

If we didn’t like our neighbours, we would have nobody but ourselves to blame, because we chose them.  (Six More at Sixty by Bobby Hyde.  Doubleday and Company, 1960.)

There was no building code in Montecito until 1954, so the houses that the Mountain Drivers built for themselves – mostly from adobe – were unique, eclectic and highly idiosyncratic.    Some of them were compared disparagingly (generally by those bemused by the ‘goings-on’ on the mountain) to chicken shacks.  They were built and occupied by writers, artists, musicians and free spirits from all walks of life.

With no electricity, people made their own entertainment, in the time honoured fashion … dramatic productions, musical evenings and what can be loosely categorized as “any excuse for a party” – Twelfth Night, Bastille Day, Burns’ Night …  They also initiated that very American phenomenon – virtually unknown elsewhere – the Renaissance Fair.

It was, however, for two things that Mountain Drive became notorious … the introduction of hot tubbing and the Naked Wine Stomp.  The former was simply a economical way of creating and using hot water … which was generated by coiling black piping on the roofs of the adobe buildings.  In southern California’s almost constant sunshine, the supply was endless and free … and to a group of people with comparatively few hang-ups about nudity, nothing was more obvious than to turn it into a communal event.

The Wine Stomp was a far more curious phenomenon.  It  started in 1952 and was a natural direction for the community to take … the area had sun and grapes in abundance, after all … but it grew to legendary proportions and in 1965 featured in the Rock Hudson film Seconds. Its notoriety came about because the wine stompers … led by that year’s Queen … were naked.

Elias Chiacos’ 1994 book,  Mountain  Drive: Santa Barbara’s Pioneer Bohemian Community tells the story – in words and copious black-and-white photographs  – of Mountain Drive’s heyday in the post-war years – the 40s, 50s and 60s.

It all makes riveting reading, particularly for a dyed-in-the-wool Anglo-Saxon  with a full complement of the regulation attitudes, but it left me feeling very ambivalent.  On the one hand, I admired Bobby and Floppy Hyde immensely and mentally applauded what they were were trying to create, but other parts of the book – especially some of the photographs of the Mountain Drivers  – made me vaguely irritated, as one would be with a bunch of children who won’t behave themselves and think they’re doing something terribly clever.  I realized eventually that I was just itching to slap them.

A major part of the problem is that the book actually concentrates too much on the more sensational side – on the productions of Lysistrata for instance (did we really need two photographs of men sporting “Here’s one I made earlier” fake penises and smug expressions?). And quite honestly, when you’ve seen one photograph of a bunch of naked people in a tub of grapes, you’ve seen them all.  I accept that the author may have been constrained by the material available to him but even so . . .  there was plainly much more to Mountain Drive, particularly in the early years,  and unfortunately it’s rather lost in the book.

However, in amongst all the photographs of grape stompers and hot tubbers and  self-consciously arty people, there’s a slightly out-of-focus one of Bobby Hyde in his garden, wearing nothing nothing but a sunhat and a smile.  There’s a simple dignity about him that seems to sum up the best of Mountain Drive and what it stood for.

Mountain Drive, as it was, is no more … but something of its original spirit survives.  Some of those who lost their homes in the Tea Fire are the family and descendants of those original residents, who have never lived anywhere else.  A few are even living in caves on the mountain, so determined are they not to leave their homes.  They lost everything they had in the  flames … but already, as the new spring growth starts to show through the blackened earth, they are starting to rebuild.  This time, however, they have to contend with planning regulations … and that’s something that might have daunted even the formidable Bobby Hyde.


Shoreline Press.  1994.  ISBN: 1-885375-00-X. 133pp.


This afternoon, Moira will be talking to Renate Benedict. She was  one of the very first residents on Mountain Drive (in fact that’s her on the front cover of Elias Chiacos’ book … as the Queen of the Wine Stomp 1955) … and a lady who was liberated when the word was still being applied to countries.

15 comments on “Mountain Drive.

  1. Lisa
    April 23, 2009

    I loved reading this, Moira. What an eye-opening but ultimately sad story. I had heard of the Mountain Drive community but had not realised that the Tea Fire of last year had destroyed it. The residents surely won’t be able to recreate what they had before (especially if they have to conform to planning codes) but let’s hope they can create something new and equally great. Very much looking forward to your interview this afternoon with Renate Benedict.

  2. Moira
    April 23, 2009

    I can’t help but wonder about the advisability of rebuilding in the area. Fire has played a major role in Mountain Drive’s history. Note that term “fire blackened” for the land that Bobby Hyde originally bought. There was a big fire in the 1960s, called the Coyote Fire, then again in the late 1970s – the Sycamore Canyon Fire. It’s a recurrent theme, and it’s not going to get any better. I can understand why people are loathe to leave the area … but there’s nothing in the world you can do to fireproof properties against a fire of the intensity of the Tea Fire:

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  4. Thad
    April 23, 2009

    I’ve heard of Mountain Drive but I didn’t really know much about it and certainly didn’t know it was virtually wiped out by the fire. All we heard about was Oprah and the rest, how come we didn’t know any of this stuff which was much more interesting? Nice piece, thnx.

  5. Morris
    December 8, 2009

    I have several copies of the book for sale if anyone is interested. Its an awesome read and an inspiration to creativity. The book has been out of print for years and now even less likely to go back for a second run. You can contact me at :

    $60 postpaid

  6. Elias Chiacos
    September 1, 2010

    Some new signed copies of the book are available directly from me for $30. It is out of print. Elias Chiacos

  7. Deborjha Gullattee
    March 17, 2011

    I was a Mountain Drive child, playing in those mountains with Bobby and Floppy’s adopted children (my peers). I have wonderful memories of fresh yoghurt, jewelry making, guavas and Bobby’s Pool. It was a time of unchecked, unrestrained childhood for which I am so very, very grateful today.

  8. Gavin McGeorge
    April 15, 2011

    I too was a Mountain Drive child. Just looking at the pictures brings back such incredible memories. I doubt there is any place like the old Mountain Drive left in the world, but if there is I want to go there.

  9. CW
    February 25, 2012

    Does anyone know what happened to the Hydes’ adopted children?

  10. syzygysb
    January 16, 2013

    “. . .just itching to slap them?” Wha? It’s a sound bet Floppy and Bobby wouldn’t have sold you a plot of land, Moira. Such a weird thing to put into print.

  11. Susan Robinson Sisson
    January 29, 2013

    I was Frank Robinson’s second wife, stepmother to the five original Robinson children — Robby, Maia, Tamar, Rima, and Louis — and mother to Morgan. The nine years I was there were the eden and paradise of my life, although the shadow side of Mountain Drive culture finally drove me away. During the idyllic years I was there, though, I experienced the joys of co-parenting the children with Peggy and the rest of the Drive, where children were truly raised in common, and there really was a village to help you do it. Mountain Drive lives on in the memories and minds of all those whose lives were touched by it, and still, I visit it in my dreams.

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  13. pfeldmann
    May 22, 2015

    I well remember my years on the drive in the 1960s. It was a wonderful place and I started my musical group, The Scragg Family there. We became the de facto “house band’ for the community. [ ]
    Interestingly enough, it looks like Kajsa Ohman and myself will reconvene the group for an appearance in June at the Red Dog Saloon in Virginia City, NV (the birthplace of the SF rock scene.)
    -Peter Feldmann

  14. Sue Harmon (aka Boughey) and Tim Aarset
    July 28, 2015

    Just chanced to look at this…incredible memories. Would love to know how to reach some of you. Sue and Tim

  15. Richard Liebman
    January 24, 2016

    I lived on Mountain Drive much later than the “pioneers” detailed in the book (I lived on Frank Robinson’s property in the “cottage” his son built in the late 60’s) My time there was from the mid 80’s to the early 90’s and it STILL had a ton of character/community. I was so sad to see the fire on the news when I lived so far away. One of Frank’s children, Rima, graciously allowed me to share that funky cabin with her and while I’ve spoken to her since the fire, I don’t know how to get in touch with her now. If anyone does, please pass my email on to her. With many thanks, Richard

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