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We went out to our favorite Salt River Canyon again last saturday. We started with the intent of getting to a new area that we had not been to before. It has a couple of mine entrances and a couple of large ore bins to discover. We took a very indistinct trail that we thought might take us to the mine enterances but after a good 3/4 hour hike down the mountain side, the trail completely dissapeared. It was a viable trail at one time with several manmade switchbacks and definitely cut out of the cliff face in others, but it just ended. So we hiked back up until we found another trail off of the first one. This one looked much clearer and maybe even used not too long ago. BUT. Instead of taking us around the top of the mountain to where we figured the mines were, it took us all the way up on the peak of the mountain. It was a difficult climb because the mountain top was all loose big rock. Very hard to walk on and most of the rock was unstable, rolling out from under you. I fell and ended up with a giant swollen elbow, and another fell and bruised her back and legs, also scratching her back up. Nothing serious but annouying. We did find the original air exhaust holes the were drilled down to the mines but they had been filled in. So we knew we were over the mines, we just could not get down to them. So we gave up and went to the area that the last hike had been to but none of us were with them that day. So it was new to us. In going to the new area we went past our favorite spot where the 2000 ft shear cliff outlook and waterfall is. One of us had never been on the hikes before so we had to show her the area. This is a quick pic of the bottom of the first half of the falls (no water was running that day). This waterfall drops to the first pool then off of that again for another 800 ft.
I forgot to get a pic but in driving back to the falls area we discovered '38-'39 Oldsmobile off the side of the road we that must have been swept from somewhere up river during last years rains. It was all crushed up under trees and other debris.
As we continued back into the mountain area we stopped again at the old deserted mining village and the founder of our Pontiac club backed his GTO into one of the old building for pics.
Then we went to the area that we wanted to all along. This shot it is from the back of the canyon where the road is literally cut out of the rock face. You are looking out along the canyon and to the right is the two mines that we were walking too. The mining trail that feeds the old mines starts/cuts off of this same road, about 1/2 mile farther to the right, leads down under the road exactly where the pic is from, then continues to follow along the cliff wall to the two white "beards" that cascade down the cliff. The white "beards" are the tailings or refuse from the mines. If you look real close at the cliff right at the same level as the top of the tailings, you can just make out the trail that goes along the cliff, around and under thge pic location. That is how we accessed the mines. Lots of rock slides that we had to crawl over and lots of trail washouts that we had to cross very carefully.
Now the cool part. The mine is huge inside. Only about 8 feet from floor to ceiling throughout the entire mine as that is the depth of the layer they were interested in. But it was probably as big as two football fields inside, and possibly bigger since we did not go all the way to the very back or either side. What they did was start the mining operation and as they moved inward they would drop the tailings out the front over the ledge, that is the white "beards' you see. Then at some point they build walls with the bigger chunks of refuse rock, supporting them with wood poles jammed against the roof, and dump the tailings back into the open areas of the mine. In this pic you can see a tunnel they built by putting up the wood poles to hold the wall and the other side of the wall is all finer tailings piled up agains those walls. The pics are hazy. I didn't realize that our breath was steaming because of the humidity in the mine and causing the haze.
The main tunnel that goes straight in from the entrance, splits off in different directions several times as it goes back into the mine. This is a pic of one of those branches. This branch was a good 100 yards in from the front, turned and we are a good 50 yards from the corner, with a good 50 yards or more to the end.
So although we beat the hell out of ourselves, we came away very happy with the day. Even though those trails we followed to nothing earlier in the day really wrung us out. The stuff that we did accomplish made it all worth it. We have another one planned for the end of the month. I should just about recover completely by then. If not I'll tuff it out. LOL!!!! Mark L

I forgot to get a pic but in driving back to the falls area we discovered '38-'39 Oldsmobile off the side of the road we that must have been swept from somewhere up river during last years rains. It was all crushed up under trees and other debris.
As we continued back into the mountain area we stopped again at the old deserted mining village and the founder of our Pontiac club backed his GTO into one of the old building for pics.

Then we went to the area that we wanted to all along. This shot it is from the back of the canyon where the road is literally cut out of the rock face. You are looking out along the canyon and to the right is the two mines that we were walking too. The mining trail that feeds the old mines starts/cuts off of this same road, about 1/2 mile farther to the right, leads down under the road exactly where the pic is from, then continues to follow along the cliff wall to the two white "beards" that cascade down the cliff. The white "beards" are the tailings or refuse from the mines. If you look real close at the cliff right at the same level as the top of the tailings, you can just make out the trail that goes along the cliff, around and under thge pic location. That is how we accessed the mines. Lots of rock slides that we had to crawl over and lots of trail washouts that we had to cross very carefully.

Now the cool part. The mine is huge inside. Only about 8 feet from floor to ceiling throughout the entire mine as that is the depth of the layer they were interested in. But it was probably as big as two football fields inside, and possibly bigger since we did not go all the way to the very back or either side. What they did was start the mining operation and as they moved inward they would drop the tailings out the front over the ledge, that is the white "beards' you see. Then at some point they build walls with the bigger chunks of refuse rock, supporting them with wood poles jammed against the roof, and dump the tailings back into the open areas of the mine. In this pic you can see a tunnel they built by putting up the wood poles to hold the wall and the other side of the wall is all finer tailings piled up agains those walls. The pics are hazy. I didn't realize that our breath was steaming because of the humidity in the mine and causing the haze.

The main tunnel that goes straight in from the entrance, splits off in different directions several times as it goes back into the mine. This is a pic of one of those branches. This branch was a good 100 yards in from the front, turned and we are a good 50 yards from the corner, with a good 50 yards or more to the end.

So although we beat the hell out of ourselves, we came away very happy with the day. Even though those trails we followed to nothing earlier in the day really wrung us out. The stuff that we did accomplish made it all worth it. We have another one planned for the end of the month. I should just about recover completely by then. If not I'll tuff it out. LOL!!!! Mark L