One of the days on vacation, we went looking for ruins and old buildings that used to be the Cliff Mine. The Cliff Mine is kind of on a cliff (hence the name) so our adventure was curtailed by the fact that I was carrying a camera and a berry getter (aka pitcher for gathering berries) and didn't have two hands to pull myself up the hill/cliff to see whatever else there was to see. That and a big, unfriendly dog cut our exploration short. Sometime, when I have more time, and the correct gear, I may do a little more exploring. I'd like to.
and, alas, no berries. I did, however, skin my knee -- fortunately without ripping a hole in my well-worn jeans, which are destined to become my next quilt.
here's a picture of the Cliff Mine, when it was a working mine .. a very, very long time ago (apparently they stopped mining there in 1878).
(Picture from here.)