As the Great Depression waned and the first touring Chevvies and Deusies roared across Santa Cruz Mountains to the Pacific, Scotts Valley was right where it needed to be: perfectly placed to greet those pioneer motor-venturers with a hot drink at Camp Evers, a restock of provisions and, by all accounts, a roaring foxtrot. In short, our little rest stop on the California Trail began its own adventurous economic journey out of the Great Depression into the brave new mobile world.