We went to Ross to see the gold mines, and picked up a native guide in the parking lot. | |
| We walked about half a mile inland on the road, past thick vegetation. |
When we reached the entrance to the trail, it was closed. The Ross-cat probably could have told us that, though, if we'd listened. | |
| We walked back down the trail, and onto the gravel pits formed during the heyday of gold mining in Ross. |
The Ross-cat followed us there, too. | |
| I'd tell you more about the history and geology of gold mining, but I was a little distracted by the way the Ross cat pounced on and batted at rocks. A well-adapted cat for his environment, apparently. |
Some historic old mining equipment. | |