Adventure in the Iron Mines of Ferrum.
I’m sure all of you know this, but the word ferrum is latin for iron. Up until 1915 or so that area used to be an iron mine for the railroad companies. Hence, Ferrum got it’s name. The location of the mines had been an urban legend at the college. A lot of us figured the iron mine was a strip mine/query – but in either case, no one knew it’s exact location.
The records in the basement of the church dated 1905 showed the iron mine a few miles south of the college in between Ingramville Rd and what would be Prillaman Switch Rd.
We (Tami, Myself, and a girl from my analytical chemistry class named Dana) went looking for the mine.
The mine turned out to be an abandoned query that had one shaft going into a mountain side. In good college fashion, we started out on our adventure at 3 in the afternoon – followed the railroad tracks south parallel Prillaman Switch Rd and then turned into the woods when we got just east of the mine. Sunset wasn’t too far off when we finally got to the mine location.
It was overgrown. The query rocks were still evident. We could see segments of railroad track all over the place.
We had an hour, give or take, until sunset and we were excited to see as much as possible. So we stayed and looked around. Dana and I wanted iron samples for our chemistry projects. Tami was along as our wilderness tourguide.
The mine shaft itself looked wickedly unstable. In spite of that, the mine looked like it was still in use for something. There was a lot of evidence that someone knew it was here as there were tire track and a well beaten vehicle path out of the area. Unlike the cave – there was a total absence of any college party scene here. In the cave there were just a bunch of massive drums with tubing.
How many of you guessed Moonshine operation yet?
Yea that’s when the light bulb came on for us too.
Hiking around Ferrum college in the wilderness is a lot like entering the Forbidden Forest in Harry Potter novels. You just don’t do it without armored escort. Instead of monsters you run into Deliverance style hillbillies with gun skills protecting their moonshine or pot operations. And as exciting as it would be to find an old mine – we just chalked this one up to being “occupiedâ€. So we beat feet out of there.
God save us, we never saw the owners of the moonshine operations.
But on our way back it was getting dark – in fact it was dark. We ran smack dab into some slack-jawed yockle teenagers in a pickup truck sitting out in a field near the tracks drinking beer. Hooray!!
We tried going around them … but I think we got too close. I heard a girl yell, “What the hell is that out there!â€
“I saw a bear!â€
“I’ve never shot a bear before… *click* “
Us =
The three of us said in total unison – RUN! And we hauled ass out of there. I never heard a shot fired, but we just about pissed ourselves by the time we got to the railroad tracks and back to the college.
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