In the winter of 1849, a group of weary emigrants stood on the edge of a shimmering white expanse in the California desert. To their salt-stung eyes, it looked like a frozen lake or a field of snow. In reality, it was the dry bed of Searles Lake—a place that would offer no water for their parched throats, but would eventually change the industrial history of the American West.
The Fatal “Shortcut”
The story of the ’49ers in Searles Valley began with a map. While resting in Salt Lake City, a group of roughly 100 wagons, fearing the fate of the Donner Party, decided to bypass the high Sierras by taking a southern route. A young man showed them a hand-sketched map of a “shortcut” that promised to shave 500 miles off their journey to the gold fields.
This route led them directly into the jaws of Death Valley. After weeks of suffering, the group split. The “Jayhawkers” and the “Bennett-Arcan” party struggled over the Panamint Range and descended into the neighboring Searles Valley in January 1850.
Thirst and Despair
As the pioneers entered Searles Valley, their situation was critical. Their oxen were dying, and their water barrels were empty. When they first caught sight of the white floor of Searles Lake, many rushed forward, hoping for a freshwater oasis. Instead, they found a bitter, alkaline crust.
The journals of the survivors describe a scene of utter exhaustion. The Jayhawkers were forced to burn their wagons to cure the meat of their dying oxen, continuing westward on foot. One member of the party, a man named Mr. Fish, perished from exhaustion nearby—his name still marking Fish Canyon in the Slate Range.
The Heroic Rescue
Among these ’49ers were William Lewis Manly and John Rogers. Realizing the families in the Bennett-Arcan party could not survive much longer, these two young men trekked over 250 miles on foot to Mission San Fernando to fetch supplies.
On their return trip, they passed back through Searles Valley, leading the starving families toward safety. As they climbed the final ridge of the Panamint Mountains and looked back at the valley of their suffering, someone famously whispered, “Goodbye, Death Valley,” giving the region its name.
From Gold to Borax
While the ’49ers of 1849 saw Searles Valley only as a barrier between them and the gold mines, the valley held a different kind of “gold.” One of the men in a prospecting party years later, John W. Searles, remembered the strange white crystals he had seen while struggling for survival as a young man.
In 1862, Searles returned to the valley and identified the crystals as borax. He founded the San Bernardino Borax Mining Company, utilizing the legendary “20-mule teams” to haul the mineral out of the desert. The path blazed by the desperate feet of the ’49ers eventually became the highway for a multi-million dollar mining industry.
Legacy
Today, the Trona Pinnacles and the dry lake bed serve as a stark reminder of the 1849 ordeal. The Searles Valley Historical Society maintains markers at the “Slate Range Crossing,” where the Jayhawkers made their escape. What was once a landscape of near-certain death for the ’49ers is now recognized as one of the most unique geological sites in the world—a “chemical storehouse” discovered by men who were simply trying to stay alive


