Ralph's topic yesterday brought back some interesting memories about miner encounters. I've come across many a miner in my days, but for the most part, have never been hassled or confronted. Usually, the miners I've come across realized I was just fishing and didn't pose any threat to their claim.
However, one time got kinda hairy. Jeff C. and I were deep into the MF Yuba up near Plumbago. If anyone's been in this canyon, you know how remote it is (even with the road). We didn't see any miners on the river, but on the way back up the wall to Allegheny, we took a wrong turn and ended up at the Plumbago Mine. It was like my xterra was a time machine and were back in 1850. Out of the shaft came 4 characters, 3 guys and a woman, one with a shotgun, long white beard, overalls, and every other miner stereotype you can imagine. We were asked if we had beer......then ammo.....then money. Long story short......Jeff and I looked at eachother and got the hell outta there, thankfully without incident. We found the road back up to Allegheny, and no......we didn't stop in for a beer at the local watering hole.
It's interesting to realize that many of these miners live down in these remote canyons for probably most of the year. I think it would make a very cool documentary movie if someone could interview these people.
Any other miner stories out there???
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