Thanksgiving weekend 2007 found us near Spangler / Red Mountain area just south of Ridgecrest, CA. We headed up early Thursday morning, Wendy, I and our roommate Matt with his bike. It was a 4.5 hour drive from Carlsbad but we also stopped for breakfast on the way. Some of our party had been up there since Monday with most people coming out on Wednesday.

We had a pot luck thanksgiving dinner. Everyone brought sides and desserts, while Bruce and Aaron deep fried 10 turkeys. We had over 30 people, all family and close friends, show up for the feast and trail runs.

They gypsy crowd bringing down home prices in the neighborhood! Wendy, Matt and I are the only tent people in the group.

Campfires at the end of each day was a perfect cap to the trail rides.

With a group this size (about 10+ vehicles) our line extended way across the desert.

Our first trip was out to the pinnacles. These rock formations where the site of some Hollywood movie shoots (we think Planet of the Apes was filmed here).

My cousin Mark’s monster rail.

Away from camp I took some photos of the dry lake we camped at. Almost solid wall to wall campers…  … and dust.

When riding out here you need to be careful as the area has been heavily mined. This was one of the marked ones but there are a lot that are just open holes.

A pinnacle of rocks that we could see from camp. On the top of the rock Wendy found a geo cache.

Some photos down the mine shaft.












Wendy and her new found geo cache.

On the second day we took a morning trip over to Randsburg, labeled a “living ghost town”. It was invaded by off roaders and other out of towners. Some antique shops, a museum, and some eatries.

Little Vance (my brother) in search of inner tubes for the wife’s bike.

Bruce and Mary “cruising” the Randsburg strip.

The only hill I couldn’t climb (below). It was super soft gravel and I just couldn’t get more than 3/4 the way up before spinning out and digging in.

Our group was so large that some where past the bottom of the hill while the other half of the line was still waiting at the top.

The second half of Saturday took up to the Burro Schmidt camp and tunnel.  Here is the write up on http://www.burroschmidttunnel.org/

High atop the El Paso Mountains, above Last Chance Canyon, exists today a monument to one man’s determination and perseverance. William Henry Schmidt, better known as “Burro” Schmidt, spent 38 years accomplishing the task of hand-drilling a tunnel nearly a half-mile long. Over those 38 years Burro Schmidt worked summers in the Kern River valley on farms as a ranch hand. He would take his earnings in the fall, and with his burros, invest in flapjacks, coffee and beans, and supplies in Johannesburg, at Teagle’s store. Schmidt would then head off to his tunnel to work through the fall and winters. With a single jack hammer, and dynamite, Schmidt accomplished his self-appointed task of burrowing through the mountain. Schmidt didn’t stop to explore the veins of copper, gold, and quartz he encountered, he drove straight through. His intention early on was to provide easy transportation to the railroad for his ore, as no roads through to the other side’s valley and railroad then existed. Schmidt had also mined in Last Chance Canyon with Walt Bickel on a claim nearby, according to Walt’s friends. Burro Schmidt staked Copper claims called the Copper Basin claims, in the hills above Last Chance Canyon. He was 36 years old when he started his tunnel, and was 68 when he finished. In the first three months after finishing the tunnel, he took out 20 tons of ore averaging $60 a ton in gold, silver, copper, iron, molydenum and tungsten. Schmidt drilled his entire tunnel with a 4 pound single jack hammer. His drill steel was of whatever section and size he could find. He would drill only two holes 3 or 4 feet deep in the tunnel face, and use 40 percent dynamite with fuses and detonating caps. He could not afford kerosene, and purchased candles at 3 for 5 cents. He made one candle last an entire day. The digging and hauling of material was completely hand done, filling and pushing the ore cart by hand.His track leveling method was a bowl of water on the ore cart track he put down, and today the tunnel is dead straight for two thousand feet, with a sharp turn at the end before the exit high above Koehn Lake and Cantil. The view of Randsburg and the Rand Mountains, with San Jacinto on a clear day is beautiful. At the entrance side of the tunnel, the view of the southern Sierras, Scodies, Black Mountain, and Walker Pass, with Bickel Camp at your feet, is a great view as well.

Schmidt was born at Woonsocket, R.I., January 30, 1871, about 17 miles from Providence. He had three sisters and three brothers that never reached the age of 30 years. All 6 died of consumption. He came to California in 1895, worked for two years with the Kern County Land Company, returned home, and then in 1900 returned to California for good. When Schmidt started his tunnel it was 1906, the year of the San Franciso fire, and also when Death Valley Scotty made his famous fast run east in a special train. Schmidt never married, afraid of passing the consumption on to his offspring. His only companionship were his two burros which he used only for hauling his buckboard for supplies, water and fuel. He never used his burros in the mine. Burro Schmidt passed on just a few days short of his 82 birthday in 1953. As he neared the end of his lifelong undertaking, Burro Schmidt offered his tunnel to the University of California for their studies of mineralogy, a noble gesture. News of his accomplishment was carried in many papers and magazines. Time magazine had an article on him as did many other magazines. Schmidt was entered into “Ripley’s Believe it or Not” as the “human mole”. Burro Schmidt lived in a small one room cabin with newspaper and magazine clippings on the walls for insulation. On his small stove he figured he’d cooked 25,000 meals mostly of pancakes and beans. Schmidt was friends with Walt Bickel, who acted as a pallbearer as well at the funeral held at the tunnel entrance.

The tunnel was entered into the list of Historic Sites, and became a popular area attraction. In his last years, Burro Schmidt gave his interest in the tunnel to Mike Lee who after a few years passed on, and Toni Seegar purchased the claims from the county seat in Bakersfield. How the county of Kern sold an unpatented mining claim is uncertain, but Toni soon was living next to Burro Schmidt’s cabin, and fixed up Lee’s cabin with full amenities. Water was provided with a well and pump, power was generator driven. Toni moved into the cabin in the early 60’s, while President Kennedy was in office. She provided the dusty traveller with a wealth of history on the tunnel and was happy to have a flashlight available for those who had forgotten one. Toni passed away shortly after her 90th birthday in February of 2004. Her nephew David had helped her get around in her last few years and had watched over her. Dave took over oversight of the tunnel, and was also a mining claimant. Unfortunately, the BLM found a controversial, and some say unjust, reason to tell Dave to leave the claim as a caretaker. After Dave left in June of 2004, Burro Schmidt’s and the Lee/Seegar cabins were ransacked with their contents either stolen or demolished. Today the remnants of the two cabins are open to vandals, with no one present to provide oversight. Cabins that had been placed on the property during Toni’s time were bulldozed by the BLM because they were “not historical”, existed on public land, and were puportedly unsafe. All this vandalism occurred because no adequate caretaker was present, and is truly a loss for all of us. The BLM was fully aware of what would occur when Dave was forced to leave, but had “no provision” to canvas for an alternate caretaker, and knew of few volunteers. The tunnel survives for now, hopefully the BLM will not cover the entrances if someone bumps their head in the dark! A good video of the tunnel is available from the Huell Howser show on PBS titled “California Gold”. The Burro Schmidt Tunnel episode was the most watched episode according to one source. The shows are available from libraries as well. Please visit this intriguing historic site, enjoy the views, and stop by Bickel Camp on the way.

Directions:  We stayed on a dry lake off of Trona Rd. From San Diego county you head north on the I-15. In Hesperia you’ll take the 395 state highway exit north. You’ll cross state highway 58 and find Trona Rd on the right 26 or so miles after the 58. The red X marked where we camped (approximately). Ridgecrest is about an hour drive and has a couple of motorcycle shops, Walmart, Albertsons and a Walmart for supplies.  

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