Come with me on a visit to the mountain where Wilda Stone's hot air balloon crashed in 1874. The air is crisp in the ghost silver mining town of Cerro Gordo, California, this time of year and gentle breezes blow across the mountain peak and over the crash site. In the distance you can see Owens Valley, and across the valley the snow-tipped peaks around Mt. Whitney.
Only an occasional vehicle turns near Swansea and makes the steep climb up the dirt road, so the only sounds you hear are the call of birds or a dog's bark.
The first thing a visitor sees is the manmade pyramid of rock outside the main shaft, a geologist's dream made up of ore-less rock removed to reach the good stuff. A small railcar once used to haul the rock from the mine dangles precariously over the pyramid. Scattered all around it is a graveyard of rusty, abandoned mining equipment left behind when the rich silver vein played out.
Further up the road is the real cemetery, burial place of a number of Chinese workers felled by sickness and an equal number of ill fated miners who met their maker in a mine cave-in, or staring down a gun barrel leveled to end a quarrel.
The mountain is dotted with home sites no longer occupied, most of them caves. Bottle collectors like to dig in the ruins of those sites, but there's not much left. Previous collectors have just about picked the hillside clean.
The history buff encounters something of interest at every turn. The smoke stacks of two ornate furnaces used for smelting the ore have withstood the elements and still stand, stately monuments to their builders.
The Yellow Road has been extended and visitors who favor rough roads in modern four-wheel drive vehicles go on over the hill and eventually reach Death Valley, but it's not a recommended you take that route because of constantly shifting sand.
The remains of Billy Crapo's store, the assayer's office and the American Hotel interest most visitors, as do the Chinese cook's house and the home Mortimer Belshaw built for himself, but since the owner of Cerro Gordo's death, the caretaker on site discourages visitors from lingering. The setting sun is kind to Cerro Gordo, extending the shadows and painting golden highlights on the few wooden structures in its path.
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Another mining town that sprang up in the late 1800s - early 1900's (and still around today), is Victor, CO. a lot of the old buildings are still intact and the old hotel is still open afaik... (It's been a few years since I was there)
ReplyDeleteAlways wanted to go to Victor, Breila. We are train buffs, and Victor had a great train way high in the mountains.
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Toni, if you go just outside of town and climb the small mountain there I think you would love what's on top. I still remember the old mine shafts I got to see when I did that with my family...
DeleteI love old ghost towns!!! :)
ReplyDeleteHave you ever been to Bodie, CA? It's a long drive on a bumpy dirt road, but it's worth it... So much history there!
Great blog Toni! Good luck with the new release!
Lisa :)
Yes, Lisa we Bodie, it's the getting there that's the pits. That road shook all the screws loose in my husband's cameras, but we got some great shots.
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