When we woke up Monday morning it was 52 degrees and rainy. Most of our neighbor campers were packing up to leave because the prognosis was for this kind of weather for a few more days. Even though we were not scheduled to leave for one more day, we decided we would move a day early and the park we were headed to could accommodate us.
As we drove closer to our destination, the temperature kept dropping with a low point of 47 degrees and still rainy. I had to laugh because Jim had shorts on confident it would warm up as the day progressed. That didn’t happen and we had to go through the setting up process with winds of 15- 20 MPH, drizzling rain, and a temperature of 51 degrees. Miserable is the only word that comes to mind.
The next day we went on our first sightseeing adventure to the Quincy Mine being advised it was the perfect rainy day activity. This area is famous for its copper mining and in the early 1900s actually had more millionaires per capita because of it than anywhere else in the country. The copper rush in this area started in 1843, six years before the California gold rush and from 1862 to 1920 this mine paid its investor’s dividends on a consistent basis earning the nickname of “Old Reliable”.
In 1945 the Quincy Mine ceased operation and in 1961 a not-for-profit corporation, Quincy Mine Hoist Association, Inc., was formed to preserve the remaining mine and buildings. Believe it or not, we were given a tour of the mine shaft 350 feet below the road and 1900 feet into the mountain. Before we could venture down we had to put on hard hats and coats because the temperature in the mine is 43 degrees; not that much colder than at ground level, but I was thankful for the extra coat. This mine has 92 levels and we were taken down to level number 7.
Today, all the levels below 7 are flooded but still, 350 feet is low enough for me. I can’t even begin to tell you all the things we saw and heard about how the miners did their job back in the mid-1800s and how methods improved over the years. One thing that struck me was initially the men had to climb down a series of ladders to work in the mine and then after working a 12 hour shift, climb back up again. Not too bad if you are on one of the upper levels but what if you were working on level 35? There was also only candle light to work in and if the candle blew out you had to relight it with flint and tinder in the dark. The men were paid well for this work getting over twice the salary per month than a soldier of that day.
I have to say, this is the most unusual tour we have taken in all our travels.

water car to take water out of mine on left, man car on right side to transport men in and out of mine
The shaft that these cars rode on was at a 54 degree angel as you can see in this picture. Imagine riding down a car like the one on the right side down 9000 feet into the earth at approximately 15-20 mph. I didn’t see any seat belts.





































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