This area was first developed in 1925. The developer put in a golf course, tiny cabins, and lots and lots of trees (over 200,000 of them!). The trees have survived, but many of the old cabins haven't. I've read that there are only about a dozen of them left. I know of about 4 of them. Friends of mine had lived in two of them and there are two of them located by the end of my backyard. I just learned that one of the cabins near my backyard had an interesting history tied to it.
I have a huge love of history, including local history. It's probably the part of me on the spectrum that is so into this, but once I hear an interesting tidbit, I have to research the life out of it! Apparently, a musician called Capt. Beefheart did a lot of his work in that house. I know nothing about Capt. Beeheart, but based on the research I've done, he was quite the big deal from 1965 to 1982.
Here is a link to some pictures that were taken a few years ago. These pictures really don't do justice to how horrifying the house looked then. According to this link, they were asking for $850,000 for the house in 2006. This link also has really interesting information about the history of the house. For example, a photo from the cover of the album "Trout Mask Replica" was taken from the backyard of the house.
It was recently fixed up and put on the market again. It looks so much better and is now on the market for a relative bargain at $325,000! Here is the link.
Any interested buyers?
Side Note, Totally Unrelated to Above:
I have a quick funny story to share. A crazy driver managed to plow into a bush at the front of our house, totally destroying sprinkler pipes that were nestled in the bush. The driver escaped the scene of the crime and when we noticed the damage, he or she was long gone. I mentioned the carnage to my daughter's behaviorist. She hadn't noticed the damage on the way into the house. On the way out she said, "I have to check out your bush!" Needless to say, we both erupted into hysterical laughter. For a moment there, my daughter was the most mature one in the room.