The Change Room
Miners – bless their hearts – have been known to weigh themselves down with rock while at work. For some reason or another, the owners of the mines frowned upon this practice. One way to prevent such activities was to make the men strip down and change clothes before entering and exiting the mine. While the practice continues today – even in coal mines – modern facilities often include showers and lockers.
Not so much then:

Some of the more remote places where good ore was found are difficult for the casual traveller to get to (or even know about) so souvenir collecting has been less intensive. This is the changing room of a silver mine barely in California just over the state line from Nevada. It’s actually not far from well-known mines but requires some degree of effort to hike to (and find – lost behind brush and up a narrow canyon). I stumbled across it by accident long ago (and haven’t been back since). There are no obvious roads to it and at the time I was there, the path – such as it was – looked like an animal trail; not a trail one would normally follow. I suppose at one time it was a burro path for hauling sacks of ore out to better opportunities for reasonable transportation. A very dry climate helped preserve some of the construction over the 100 years or so.
The entrance to the diggings is just through the door. Square head nails (aka “cut nails”) helped date the workings; they were the primary nail used until about the 1890s when round wire nails became common. A bit of research suggests this mine was probably active for a few years in the late 1870s to early 1880s with fewer than a dozen men working it. The ore was good enough to construct this room and interior bracing but not enough to allow more extensive development and roads. I explored the interior a bit but the timbering was questionable and I decided I wasn’t all that interested in exploring the ore face.

Exploring on foot? Yes!
Going down into that hole? Not interested.
“They never reopened that worthless pit they just placed a marble stand in front of it.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_qX5bPbPUo&list=RDH_qX5bPbPUo&start_radio=1
I wasn’t worried about the hole – it was the 100yo timbering that gave me pause.
I was once MSHA-certified for underground work and coal mining. Not only are you deep underground but coal mines are prone to filling with methane gas. Gold/silver mines are more prone to very hot water.
(I was never what one would call a “miner” – needed the certs for access – and never felt claustrophobic until I had an MRI.)
SNAKES ! Not down in the lower tunnels but closer to the top.
How does one simply stumble upon such a place?
Just roaming around in the hills with only a paper road map and a compass I stumbled upon one in Eastern Oregon’s Blue Mountains many years ago. Probably other people knew it was there, but it was not easy to see unless you were really paying attention and it didn’t seem to have had any visitors in a very long time. I didnt go in the mine, just saw the overgrown entrance.
Lots of ghost towns in those Mountains too. I don’t think I’d be brave enough to wander around like that now. Times have changed.
“Lots of ghost towns in those Mountains too.”
Sounds like my kinda place.
(find the kee kee’s in the pik below – there’s 2 of em)
(the first person to find them gets a free grill burger custom made by me served up right here in wonderland at 7pm tonight)
bottom step in front of a book…still searching…
2nd one…peeking out of top bookcase shelf on the left.
What’s a ke kee?
cats
SNAKES !
If you’re not a player you probably didn’t know that there are certain songs that you DO NOT PLAY in a guitar store.
It’s a silent list of about 10 songs.
This vid will give you a clue.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/MiLLtivBQjo