Once, North of Fairbanks I came across an abandoned drift mine shaft.
So there I was, looking down the shaft with the wooden ladder-like steps and the retaining side planks that went down until they finally just disappeared into a pinpoint in the dark. The mine hadn't been worked in a long time and while I wasn't interested in going down I decided to ask around about it.
Finally I learned that in the past a well known old timer had started the shaft and had finally found good color on bedrock. After a year, uncharacteristically, the miner suddenly stopped going into the local store for his regular supplies and a friend went to check on him. The ending to that story is that the miner never will climb back out of that drift.
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Stumpdust -
Long, long handled digging tools, partner!.
"NEVER getting underneath anything I can't survive getting crushed by" is a mining truism I developed and adopted long ago --- while shaking my head at that drift mine grave near Manley Hot Springs.
- Joe -