Rancho San Francisco

Rancho San Francisco was a land grant in present day northwestern Los Angeles County and eastern Ventura County, California. It was of 48,612 acres (196.7 km2) by Governor Juan B. Alvarado to Antonio del Valle, a Mexican army officer, in recognition for his service to the state of Alta California. It is not related to the city of San Francisco.

The rancho was the location of the first documented discovery of gold in California in 1842, in Placerita Canyon. The current cities of Santa Clarita and Piru lie within the boundaries of Rancho San Francisco, later known as the Newhall Ranch. The adobe headquarters of the rancho, and the site of the discovery of gold (known today as the "Oak of the Golden Dream"), are designated California Historical Landmarks. The rancho included portions of the San Gabriel, Santa Susana, Topatopa, and Sierra Pelona Mountain ranges.

Read more about Rancho San Francisco:  Early History, Gold Discovery, Later History, Historic Designations

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