This is where the mine used to sit. If you travel back around the area you can see bits of machinery leftover here and there but for the most part there is very little evidence of a once booming mine.
I was intrigued by these Ice Caves and when we saw a sign for them on the edge of town we figured what the heck.
However, a 1964 article about them and a sign on the edge of town were not enough help to find them. We did find this cool outcrop of coal:
And of course the final product:
Halfway between Superior and Lander is Farson, where it is pretty much required to stop and get some ice cream if you are traveling through. Further down the road was a bar that apparently Papa would stop at. As the kids sat in the car and he finished visiting, they apparently were quite confused by Papa's brazen disregard for the "NO MINORS ALLOWED" sign. The kids just knew he was a miner!
But before hugs were given at the entrance to security these two had cleaned out everyone's pockets of spare change. Catherine just had to walk toward the group with her hand out and say "money" and six hands went digging through purses and pockets at lightning speed to spoil these monkeys with various gumball machine treats.
We hit the park one day: