Gold Mine! 08/10/20

Cheyenne Mountain State Park, Colorado Springs, Colorado

He who gives to the poor will lack nothing, but he who closes his eyes to them receives many curses.  ~ Proverbs 28:27

Morning has broken . . . . And what a spectacular morning it is!

There’s gold in them thar hills! 

That’s what we found out on today’s adventure!  We took a scenic drive on this cloudy, overcast day to the towns of Victor and Cripple Creek, where gold was discovered in 1890 by ranch-hand-turned-prospector, Bob Womack.  Once his discovery was made, it wasn’t long before the towns were booming with people looking to make their fortunes.  You’ll see more information on the pictures today.

And we were surprised to learn that gold is still mined here.  The large mine you’ll see pictures of opened in 1892, and after passing through several hands, was acquired by the Newmont Corporation in 2015. 

Cripple Creek was the site of the last and greatest mining boom in Colorado, attracting tens of thousands of people to the western flank of Pikes Peak in the 1890s. After it was destroyed by fire in 1896, the town and surrounding mining district reached peak production and population in the early twentieth century before experiencing a long decline. After World War II, the town turned to tourism as its primary economic engine, but since the 1970s the giant Cripple Creek & Victor Gold Mine has also provided steady production and employment. In 1990 Colorado voters approved an amendment that allowed Cripple Creek to build casinos, which have generated millions of dollars for the local economy and historic preservation across the state but have also transformed the town they were supposed to help preserve. ~ Coloradoencyclopedia.com

At one time, there were 500 active mines in the area!  And as sort of stated above, the mining continued, right up to WWII when the federal government shut down all gold mining operations.  I was unable to discover why, other than they were more interested in copper and heavy metals.  But what that has to do with gold mining, is beyond me.

At any rate, once that happened, homes were abandoned and the population dropped significantly – from an estimated 50,000 to less than 2,000.  Mining in earnest began again in the 1970s, and by the 1990s the district yielded more than 23 million ounces of gold – that’s $8,901,000,000 in 1995, and $44,505,000,000 in today’s market!

But before we get into what we saw and learned in these towns, let’s take a walk!

There’s a trail on the way called Tunnel Drive.  It’s a wide, flat gravel trail that’s 4 miles round trip.  There’s zero shade though, so when the sun peaked out from behind the clouds (which was most of the time for us), it was pretty warm.  Beautiful rocks and views of the Arkansas River, and several tunnels to walk through.  It seems back in the late 1800s, it was originally supposed to be a ditch to move water from the river to other areas.  The tunnels were cut by prisoners – one is 400’ long, but due to complaints of damage by the blasting to homes and property, as well as the expense of blasting materials, the project was ended.  It resumed and was completed in 1910.  Eventually, it became a road, and then reopened as a community walking trail in 1997.

I share this picture to show you how unassuming this place is.
Just kinda tucked away, close to town.
I know I said the trail’s flat, but you have to climb a pretty steep, paved hill to get to the flat part.
Can you pick out the Jeep waiting patiently for us?
Two tunnels!
And the third. This is the 400′ tunnel.
He likes to add rocks to cairns. I think it’s kinda like playing Jenga. : )
Such gorgeous scenery!
The Royal Gorge Scenic Railway came by us!
We’ll have to look into that . . .
We caught sight of white water rafters floating down the river
and decided to watch them to see how rough the water is here.

That’s baby stuff!

There may be white water, but as you can see in the video, they just floated by.
We’ve done some REAL white water in our younger days, and it wasn’t even close to being as tame as that!
The end of the line for us, unless we want to chance taking on the wrath of the railroad.
At the time, we didn’t know what this was for, but now we know!
It’s remnants of the water line they installed years ago.
Finishing up our trail. . . .

Another stop on the way to the mining towns, was a harrowing, very narrow, one-way trip (pointing us in the same direction) along the 2.6-mile Skyline Drive, which was also built by prisoners, in 1905. The sixty men received 10 days off their sentence for every 30 days worked. (Pretty sure I’d drag my feet if that was me. 😊)   It’s advertised as being along the Hogback Hills, and we learned why it was thus named.  I’ll tell you on the picture. 😊

Tally Ho Tour Company on Skyline Drive, Canon City, Colorado.
In 1910, a local businessman named Bill Garton had launched the Tally Ho Tour Company which made trips over Skyline Drive in horse-drawn buggies. Using 14 teams of horses, the tour company picked up tourists at the major hotels and train depots, charging 25 cents per person for a ride along the scenic highway.
In 1932, the stone arch at the entrance to Skyline Drive was built, once again utilizing inmate labor.
The arch was built using a native stone from each of the 48 states in the union.
(Alaska and Hawaii didn’t become states until 1959)
Good thing this road’s one way! It’s barely wide enough for one car!
They have a short hiking trail here, but we didn’t take it.
That’s the trail on the right. It follows the road, only higher.

Anyway, there are also ankylosaurus prints that were discovered in 1999 by a paleontology student.  We knew they were supposed to be here, but it took us a really long time to recognize them for ourselves!  I think mostly because they’re not where you’d expect them to be.  Apparently, the ground moved after the prints were left in muddy marshland, and that made the prints look like knobs along the side of the mountain.

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Here’s a picture of one.
Pretty incredible that they had cameras back then, and color ones at that!
Believe it or not, those are dinosaur footprints, pressed down into the mud, and they’re on the side of the hill! They were right in front of our face, and we didn’t realize.
Whadaya mean you can’t see it? lol
It seemed to us that the “red” one was the most prominent.

We successfully completed the remainder of the drive, which I suppose if we had not, I wouldn’t be writing this. 

Parking? Really?
Well, whadaya know! There really was a fairly wide parking area. Pretty outstanding views!
Even with the car, you can’t really tell how steep that part is,
and you have to negotiate a tight hairpin turn just before. Yikes!
The last picture from Skyline Drive. See the humpy hills on the right?
We’re pretty sure that’s where the Hogback came from.
They look like hogs lying down. : )

Yet another scenic drive, Phantom Canyon, took us ever closer to our final destination for today.  It was a gravel/dirt drive that held its own beauty and unique information.

Heading up to Phantom Canyon Road.
Forget the rest of the scenery and look at the tunnel entrance. Isn’t it weird looking??
How cool is that?!? We get to cross over that!
Someone chose poorly. This sign may have looked lovely when they installed it, but now, it’s barely discernable. I did the best I could to help you out . . .
Whomever did this sign, chose much better!
Here we go! Across the bridge!

And we hit a mother lode of wealth of a different sort, when we spotted a huge pile of wood blocks off the side of the road.  Hey.  Don’t judge.  We’re on BLM land and well-within our rights to claim it as citizens of the US.  It wasn’t government property, someone just dumped it here.  I suppose it’s possible the original intent was for someone who was primitive camping to use it, but no one had camped here in quite some time – there was stuff growing over and around it.  And we left some behind. And in a day or two, we’ll use some of it to build our own campfire – that we’ll grill steaks on for dinner.

The cache of wood we discovered.

Anyway, back to the drive and the things we discovered in Cripple Creek and Victor.  By the way, Victor was founded in 1891, shortly after gold was discovered nearby.  It was named after the Victor Mine, which was named for one of the first settlers in the area, Victor Adams.

A hog farm! The porkers had lots of room to roam.
Get a load of that mansion on the hill!
The town of Victor. Note the “V” on the side of the mountain.
This guy? He tried to run us off the Phantom Canyon road! He came barreling around a corner and scared the begeebers out of us! Especially Blaine! He must’ve turned around somewhere, because here he is, coming into town looking to finish the job . . .
There were several information boards set up near the entrance to town.
As you can see, not the most kept up town.
Compare their Main Street to Cripple Creek’s when we get there.
Also of note, back in the gold heyday of the 1890s,
the streets of Victor were paved with actual real gold!
Believe it . . . or not . . . !
There were a few murals on the store fronts.
Someone did a pretty nice job.
Nice little homes.

It seems the two towns are frequently joined together as if they’re one town.  Cripple Creek (so named as the legend goes, because of several accidents along the creek by the same name) is much more “developed” with their multiple casinos, than the small town of Victor.

As we made our way from Victor to Cripple Creek, we stopped to read more mining information.

What is THAT?!? It’s the mountain where they’re mining. We saw three different mountains that look like this. Pretty obvious what they do here.
If you look really closely, you can see a large backhoe/digger on one of the ledges.
You can probably see other things too. It’s an active mine.
Here’s the sign they put up
So, from looking at this, it seems some of the mine buildings were moved to a more convenient location.
This should lend some perspective to the tire size. Blaine’s standing inside it!
Since Blaine made his living with electricity, it’s only fitting that we include these information boards. : )
Somehow he spotted the manufacturers label on this thing.
What?!?!? Akron, Ohio’s where we’re from!
He said he’d never heard of the company.
Driving by more mined mountain, on our way to Cripple Creek.
There’s the town.
Almost without exclusion, these buildings housed casinos.
We counted at least a half dozen as we drove down Main Street.
After looking it up, there are actually 10.
And it’s a small town!
They moved buildings around here, too.
Compare this picture with the next one.

And then as we left town for our journey back home, we stumbled upon the Cripple Creek Heritage Center.  It was free, and had three floors of mining information and town history.  Very well done!  And I tried to spare you taking pictures of everything.  😊

There’s our surprise find for today! I like how they designed the front!
We saw a couple of burrows wandering around in a field! We assumed they belonged to someone!
The guy in the top right, reminds me of actor Ewan McGregor’s character in the movie, “Moulin Rouge”. : )
This display was too large to get into a picture, but it was pretty cool! A to-scale replica of the actual mine! Read “Mollie Kathleen . . .” to learn more about it.
The view out one of the gigantic windows around the place.
Remember the wars we learned about in Bisbee, Arizona? This sounds about the same!
Seriously though? A Gatling Gun?
I guess that’d work pretty well to deter violence amongst the miners . . . .
We came down the spiral staircase and spotted this sitting underneath the stairs.
“That looks like a sculpture by . . . what’s his name . . . you know . . . the guy who does the western sculptures? We saw his sculptures in a museum in Boston.
And Blaine said, “Oh yeah! I remember those!”
Well, glory be! We know our art!
There was no information on this. No date. No nothing . . .
This either . . .
Hey! Cleveland! That’s not far from where we call home!
This is as close as we’ll probably get to seeing an actual bighorn sheep. : (

We took the last picture about 4pm, and still had an hour drive to get back home. I believe this was the night we grabbed Arby’s for dinner and ate in a parking lot.

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