The things that happen when you are just sitting around having a couple of cold ones. I’m not sure I could ever successfully make a complete chronicle of all the things discussed, done, and just plain theorized while having a few cocktails with good friends.
Here I was doing just that, having a few drinks with some friends and just enjoying a nice afternoon with absolutely nothing on the agenda for the remainder of the day. Then my buddy said, “Remember when I told you my house is built over old mine shafts?” Well you guessed it. Nice and loose from strong concoctions we created for ourselves, we ventured out into the unknown to look for one of the many mine entrances that were on the old town map from over fifty years ago. Yes, he had map! At this point I am realized that this ambush was delicately planned and executed.
I didn’t mind at all. I’m a good sport and always up for some adventure and fun. So, with our “road sodas” in hand and several pockets, we pushed on. After walking through several fields, brush, and over many little hills, we found an area that appeared to be what we were looking for. Due to the area being cut with raging water and extremely deep ravines, we couldn’t make our way to a “suspected” entrance to one of these abandoned mines. The time was just not available due to the dwindling daylight left. If we make another trek in the future, I will update and with more photos. But for now, I will leave you with this.