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Vertigo- the film locations

Hitchcock used real locations in San Francisco and California. We have had two wonderful holidays in California and visited all the locations we could source. here they are and in order…

Action begins in San Francisco

Outside Madelaine’s apartment


Recognize where Madelaine’s car is parked- if you want to visit it’s near the Mark Hopkins in San Francisco

Here’s the Mission Delores


And here is inside the Mission


Scotty goes from the back to the front and exits through a door on the right

Here the graveyard at the Mission- Carlotta’s grave is not there…


Next we have the Legion of Honour- where Carlotta’s picture is( not there really)


Madelaine parks her car just near the Arch. I don’t have a photo from inside, but the gallery is clearly recognizable, so do go in. You will recognise the genuine pictures from the film. (NB Carlotta’s house was pulled down, but it too was real!)

Next is the scene under Golden Gate, by Fort Point- bear in mind when Madelaine falls into the sea Hitchcock uses a swimming pool..

Coit Tower is used  by Hitchcock to indicate… well use your imagination… but can be seen through the window of Scotty’s apartment. I took this shot from near the crooked street..Lombard St


The film action now leaves San Francisco- and shows some giant trees- no idea where Hitchcock filmed, but here are the Sequoia trees in the National Sequoia Park.


Big hey- I love them.

Then there is the scene by the coast, and we all know what sea is meant to represent.. We didn’t find the exact spot, but here is a Cyprus tree which could be the place- photoed on the 17 mile drive to Pebble Beach


San Juan Batista is the location for Madelaine’s “suicide- here’s the stable scene.


here’s a bit more of the horse- still in the stable.


The bell tower doesn’t exist, but the chapel does..

And finally the Plaza Hotel provided the setting for the court scene and inquest.

Hope you enjoyed the tour of the film locations- we certainly loved the visits and holidays!




If you go down to the woods today…

Oh yes! On the next part to Cathy and Eric’s big California adventure we went to the woods in style! And we did see BEARS! So without further ado…


Can’t see the bear- well quite near the top and half way along there is a black dot- that would be the bear, which we spotted when we stopped to see the view. We were very excited– hardly had we got back into the car and rounded the bend then there crossing the road right in front of us was a BEAR. Oh Wow- Eric says get the video camera , get the video camera- I did and just managed to capture the bear reaching the verge and disappearing down the hillside. You will have to take my word for it because the video is still on the camera and not in our computers yet.

So off on our way again, after the second highlight of the trip.

To the woods- or Forest- this one


These trees are seriously impressive- sit back and enjoy



Not the tallest trees, but BIG




even the fir cones are big


so I spent a lot of time doing this again..


The next day we visited the King’s Canyon. Not as impressive as the Grand Canyon nor Yosemite where we went 4 years ago. Never the less it too is pretty impressive- have a look



and a waterfall




And coming next to this blog…. one for Vertigo fans and lovers of textiles…

as always all  comments and feedback welcomed. Hope you enjoyed your visit.

Getting our kicks!

The town of Williams where we were staying was the last town on Route 66  to be passed by the new freeway. The town makes the most of its’ heritage, although maybe a little kitch? We loved it! First we could walk round the town at night from the motel- no need to get in the car just to cross the road. Next I am a big John Steinbeck fan. The Grapes of Wrath tells the story of a dust bowl family in the 1930’s who were tractored off their land- ie the tractors just came along and knocked down their home, in the interests of big agri business. The family along with many others makes the long and difficult journey from Oklahoma along Route 66 to California, tempted by handbills offering work picking crops- peaches, grapes, cotton, oranges. When they arrive, after loosing three family members along the route, they find that rather a lot of other people had the same idea. Which means that what work there is , is at a barely subsistence rate. Then the rains come! The ending of this book caused such an outcry at the time that it was banned,and Steinbeck was suspected as being a Communist.

Also we are children of the 60’s so we just love the Rolling Stones, so route 66 was definitely on our road trip agenda.

So here is Williams- enjoy it for what it is!










When the freeway was built, the old Route 66 was abandoned, signs taken down, and places left to become derelict. Whoever made this decision got things wrong. Lots of people want to travel down route 66. So signs have gone back up, and if you have a suitable vehicle and don’t mind the odd pothole, you can still get your kicks.

So we left Willaims for our next destination, back across the desert (104F!) , determined to find a small section of Route 66 suitable for the car with no name. Marylou (sat nav,GPS) had been given another chance to do things right! Humph! Within a mile she tried to turn us round, and so on every exit she tried to turn us round, every gap in the central reservation she suggested a U turn. She was silenced before to long. And then…


Oh yes!

And then we filled up here


And paid here


But didn’t eat here


We did drive a bit of the old road before we thought about the car hire agreement and potholes and came back again!

Love to have any comments…

to be continued

A Horse with no name

So the road trip began after three goes over Golden Gate Bridge. There was a slight discussion re the route- should we drive through Death Valley? Not a good idea in the type of car we had hired and good sense prevailed and we drove via the Mojave desert. Now a long time, well actually a very long time ago I have seen the Atlas mountains and that was the closet I have got to desert, so this road trip was quite a new foray into the world for both of us. After a little while my husband was humming- I’ll call it humming to be polite- he says it was either the tune for a Fistful of Dollars or the theme from the Magnificent Seven- I really couldn’t say! What was going through my head were the words- A horse with no name… something about rain. Husband denied there being any such song. Thank goodness for the Internet and for the small laptop husband needs on all trips( actually jolly useful for the booking and selecting of motels whilst on the road). Anyway there is such a song- yah sucks- called A Horse with no name, sung by a band called America and indeed the chorus runs

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name

It felt good to be out of the rain    (nb York was flooded at this very time- so most apt!)

In the desert you can remember your name

Cause there ain’t no-one to give you no pain ( given the rotten time I had at the start of this year, also most apt)

So this leg of the journey is titled A  Horse with no name- even tho there is no horse but a car. Come to think of it although the satnav (GPS) quickly revealed herself to be called Mary Lou, the car didn’t have a name- worse than that very little personality or indeed anything to help us recognize her- we did loose the car in car parks on more than one occasion, including one spot in which it was the only car of the right colour and both of us saying that’s not our car- and it was. Anyway that’s why the title is what it is. Oh and here is the car with no name


That would be the red one by the way.

The first thing that we observed on the journey was this sight- now the UK government might bang on about alternative energy supplies but we ain’t seen anything like this here


We were impressed. Now it was getting a bit hot by now and we needed a comfort break, so came off the road and over a bridge to a rest area. MaryLou informs us in no uncertain terms that “YOU ARE GOING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION!” It made us laugh anyway!

Sometime later and with temperatures in the 90s, thank goodness that the unnamed car had air conditioning, we stopped for lunch here


The 20 mule cafe. The BLT was nice, but with a name like that research was called for. The 20 mule team (misnomer-it’s 18 mules and 2 horses) pulled Borax across the desert from 1883 to 1889! So now we know.

And here’s where we stopped the night- one of a lot of motels we stopped in- all of which look the same on the inside, only the degree or wear and tear and cleanliness and noise helps us tell them apart. Actually there were all ok!


And here’s sunrise the next day- Eric’s photo


And off we go again and the temperature rises, and I get worried about how much- or rather how little water we have, and the car thermometer reads 102F. So we stop for some shade. Mary Lou has now gone on strike or run out of maps, and my map of California is no use cos we are in Arizona now! The rest area has maps on display so I can see exactly where we are heading and note how to get there. That night we download more maps for Mary Lou.

Anyway by now I have fallen in love with American trucks- so unlike our European lorries and just so gorgeous. I know – you now agree with Eric that I am weird. But look..


Aren’t they just lovely- that’s our car too I think!

And boy is it hot


One great thing about holidays is that I get time to READ- I read my way through the 5 books I took, plus Eric’s Rumpole. By now I had read – re-read, The Grapes of Wrath, by John Steinbeck, and the opening scene includes a sand tortoise, so I am hugely excited to read in the rest area that they are an endangered species hereabouts and must be well treated- I was very sad not to see one. As you can see there isn’t one in the picture but I did look.

Did I mention it was hot


It was strange in these rest areas- everyone was so very quiet, as if talking was just too much effort. Everywhere else we got into conversations with fellow travelers but not here. That’s one of Eric’s pictures too as is the last one here


I just had to show this one with my improvised sun hat, made from the scarf I had taken with me- just had not thought of taking a sunhat, I thought I looked quite glamorous- Eric said I looked like a pirate. Humph!

I loved the desert bit of the road trip, once we had got out of it- for the return leg we had plenty of water and a full tank of petrol, so I was completely happy then.

Can’t wait to show where we had got too….to be continued.

All comments really welcome. Love to know if anyone else has crossed the desert, by car or horse…


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