I seem to have this unhealthy obsession for searching out old mines, abandoned buildings, old rail beds, and stuff like that. Much to my Wife's dismay I can smell a 100 year old tailing pile from a mile away, and am drawn to grown over rail beds like a bee to honey.
Lucky for me, I live in an area with a very rich history of mining. I've spent many a day dragging my Wife along to find yet another "hole in the ground" as she calls them.
To me, aside from the obvious interest in looking and touching the old relics of days gone by, is the fascination of how these men lived and earned a dollar all those years ago.
Anyways, here's a few pictures from various adventures out to locate some lost history.
Lucky for me, I live in an area with a very rich history of mining. I've spent many a day dragging my Wife along to find yet another "hole in the ground" as she calls them.
To me, aside from the obvious interest in looking and touching the old relics of days gone by, is the fascination of how these men lived and earned a dollar all those years ago.
Anyways, here's a few pictures from various adventures out to locate some lost history.
