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Unlike you, however, I don't actually get out and do the legwork. That has something to do with having two teenagers and an up-n-comer all playing sports. So three cheers for Google Books :). It certainly is a remarkable work: very readable and chock full of interesting stories. On an...

Just last night I read something on this in James Moore Swank's History of the Manufacture of Iron in All Ages, published in 1892 on behalf of the American Iron and Steel Association. It has an excellent section on pinelands furnaces and forges, but this episode occured in Boonton around 1770...

Wow, great hike and great pictures, guys. I'm sorry to have missed it. For James: I was up Prince Pl. Rd. a couple of weeks ago in the Toyota, and I don't recall anything too bad, but it was a lot colder. The other route up to the head of the branch is Tub Mill Rd., and that is most...

I'm rather conservative, but I think we would agree here. The economics of continual growth, which are necessary to keep the whole house of cards from coming down, will someday have to give way to the economics of sustainability. Or at least one would think so, since you obvously can't grow...

Ran across this while doing some research this afternoon. Interesting description of operating a bloomary by someone who is doing it in the present day in West Va. There are other related pages of interest as well. http://iron.wlu.edu/anvil.htm

The only thing that would make it better is a picture of a half-submerged mythic serpent with the words "Here be monsters." Thanks for the great info, Jerseyman! You've got an amazing store of resources at hand.

You should always be aware and prepared, but let's face it, very few of us among the general public will ever be "prepared" for a confrontation with either a hardened criminal or a sociopathic killer, whether we are armed or not. The good news is, very few of us will ever have to be prepared...

Might be the thing I posted a pic of is sandstone and not ore. How different is bog ore and sandstone? From the descriptions I've read of how the ore forms, it is basically the same process as sandstone, but with a lot of dissolved iron accreting in the mix.

Just looked like there were a few nice pieces remaining out there in very good condition.

What's going on in here?

It absolutely looks like the same piece. Struck me as soon as I saw it. [Edit: here are two pictures that might be of interest. The first is what I believe to be bog iron, alongside an old iron nail that was found in the sand of the parking lot at Harrisville. The second is a group of small...

Thanks a lot for that interesting information, guys. Jerseyman, looking at where 542 crosses Ives Branch it seems you can still make out the outlines of the mill pond, and perhaps the clearing just south of the road was somehow connected with the works there. Google shows a road that no longer...

Bill you have an amazing eye. Really outstanding images. The turtle on the ice is wonderful. Noticed you couldn't resist reversing a couple at the end. ;)

Did you guys notice some of the furniture in one or two of those shots? I bet those two blond twins from the Roadshow booked a flight as soon as they saw it :).

... different, but not completely unrelated. You guys will enjoy these pictures and a haunting video of a 100 year-old ghost town slowly sinking into the sand dunes of southern Namibia. http://fogonazos.blogspot.com/2008/01/kolmanskop-ghost-town-buried-in-sand.html

It was bog iron if it looked like reddish-brown, sandy rock. It was slag if it was smooth and glass-like, or full of tiny bubbles like pumice.

Ah, so they are on the north side of the road, not near the jacket. I know exactly the spot you mean now. We missed it because we walked NW up the hill nearer the pond. If we had followed the road a little further west around the hill we would have run into it. I've marked it for another visit...

I saw your pics of the jacket, Oriental, and of the pond. Nice shots. Anyway, wow, what a miss by us. We walked up onto that hilltop, to the area around the jacket and a little beyond, then back down along the creek. Missed the gun club ruins completely, or I would have included photos of them...

After a boyhood spent skating on the river behind our house in Indiana, back when it was _always_ cold enough to freeze solid, I can tell you that you never stop hearing that sound. In fact the thicker the ice is the more it groans and growls. We'd be flitting along, a crowd of maybe ten or...

Nice report. I think I'd like to take my skates back there.