For the love of a place, they come out to work on an old dirt road, which leads to an old fort. They bought an old school house built in 1914. They came together and formed a group The Friends of the Mojave Road and The Mojave Desert Heritage and Cultural Association.
For the love of history, they refurbished the old school house that was the school for the miner’s children to be as close to the original as possible. One person did the research to find the people who went to school there. He interviewed them and got a picture of what the schoolhouse looked like when they attended. With a group of skilled volunteers the old Goff’s schoolhouse was recreated. They brought in stamp mills in pieces and put them together. So now two are working! A ten stamp and a two stamp mill.
From the Goff’s school house and the stamp mills came an old railroad car that was turned into a cookhouse. An old caboose turned into a room for people to stay in. A library, the Flywheel café, showers, bathrooms, a house for the caretaker, a wedding chapel that houses the art of the resident artist, old rusty cars, a hoist house, old windmills and places for the people to camp in tents, and to stay in their travel trailers.
The Flywheel Cafe
The 10 Stamp Mill. These mills were used to crush rock into just about dust, so they can pan the gold out of them.
A flattened bug.
Every April they have the spring encampment, it is a working vacation. I have never had so much fun working my tail off as I did there! Thank goodness for showers ☺ we had a potluck dinner at the Flywheel Café and another dinner there put on by the association. Eclectic groups of people from all over the country come out to work not only during the encampment but other times of the year as well. They pick a project, some worked on putting together the American Boy Stamp mill. A mill brought down from Montana. Others do construction, painting, electrical, work in the library and hula hoe, which turned out to be my job, I got close and personal with a lot of burro bush, also known as Bur-Sage, with a shovel and a hoe. Mr. P and our friend trimmed trees and were quite the hit when they were raised up in the loader to reach some high branches!
We took Sunday off and went touring on the famous Mojave Road, a 4-wheel road with our friends who had invited us here. We went to a place that was just full of petroglyphs and then on to the once mining town, Hart. Our friend’s mom grew up there in Hart when it was a mining town. There was another town before Hart called Hitt, which is where the train station was. But nothing exists from Hitt, and the only thing we could see left in Hart was an old stone chimney. Another mine had taken over and dumped all the tailings on what was left of an old stone house ☹ we did some rock hounding (of course) and found some pretty cool rocks, lots of nodules.
TNT and Kootenay ( our friends dog)
The penny cans hang on a Joshua Tree on the Mojave Road. This is a donation to help with the road's restoration each year.
The Mojave Road, takes about 3 days to traverse it. There are some dispersed campgrounds along the road. The only markers for the road are rock cairns.
October comes the 35th annual Mojave Road Rendezvous and the 100th anniversary of the Goff’s Schoolhouse. We will be there and of course during the winter, there are more trees to trim and burro bush to hoe out.
Sunset from atop the American Boy Stamp Mill.
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