Pottsville Historical Museum

Pam and I chose to take the slow route during the heat of late July in Northern California and Southern Oregon.  We left Weed and drove to Grants Pass, Oregon logging a whole 107 miles, uphill, in the heat pulling a load, and with no timeline whatsoever.  Just north of Grants Pass on I-5 was a beautiful (it had space for us too) K.O.A. park located on “Jump Off Joe” creek and water fall.  We decided to stay for two nights in order to avail ourselves of shopping in G.P. and to soak up the mountain atmosphere.  When getting off the freeway we saw a brown sign for Pottsville Museum and it indicated that it was three miles west and we were camping to the east.  After shopping on the first morning, we grabbed Olivia and headed west to indulge out historic curiosity.  Neither one of us had bothered to do a ubiquitous Google search since we were going to the museum anyway.  It is actually located in Merlin, Oregon and resembled a small rural village with only a huge steel plow blade painted white with blue letters to show we had reached our destination.

This is the entrance to a huge piece of land that is a living museum. There are pieces of machinery that represent the history of industry in Southern Oregon. Many pieces are outside and not covered, some are covered and some have been restored and apparently are demonstrated periodically.

There was a fence line and gate from the road to a big red barn.  The barn had rusty old artifacts laid out in front the main doors where some signage of various ages told us what we were seeing.  Inside the fence-line were all kinds of antique machines, vehicles, and buildings; clearly we were ‘there’.  We could see no formal parking lot and it seemed as if there was often regular vehicular traffic through the ‘museum’.  Since I am (now) such a polite fellow, I parked near the fence and we dismounted the truck thinking that discretion would be best.  It was sunny and hot for Oregon with a light breeze and high temperature in the low 90s.  I convinced Pam and Olivia that we needed the exercise anyway and that there was enough shade that they could scurry from shade to shade.  Olivia does not like to leave my side so we baked in the sun and no one complained.

Exactly How Big is this Place?!
Pam stands (smartly) in the shade peering out into the field at more items off in the distance.

Pottsville is laid out like a small village with a rail line against the highway fence line (southern border) and buildings to the north.  The rails have artifacts on them with a walkway between the rails and a second row of artifacts just to the north.  Just beyond this second line of artifacts, under some lovely shady pine trees were various old buildings, two sets of bleachers and a grandstand.  Clearly, this site did not just serve as a repository for historical artifacts and as I inspected these old treasures, it became apparent that some of them worked.  Several of the buildings also had old artifacts laid out around them and placards festooned the exteriors explaining the building’s purpose and age.  Benches for folks to sit were available along the corridor of buildings and Pam availed herself, patiently waiting for me.

Pottsville Chain Saws
A nice collection of antique chain saws. They are outside but under cover and have some paper markers indicating their origins. Hopefully that information does not get lost but outside environments are unforgiving.
Dragsaw Collection
This collection is also outside but under cover. They do not have their saws attached and like many of the pieces at the museum some may still work.
Stoves and Furnaces
Odd items are scattered around the different displays leaving us all to wonder what they were and what their significance is to Oregon’s history.

We reached the west end of the outdoor gallery where some beautiful old steam engines were sitting in various stages of repair.  I moved my attention to the main road through the village and noticed across from the grandstand, a massive four-cylinder diesel engine with a flywheel to match its size.  Hurriedly I went to get a closer look and Pam followed since it was under a large pole barn roof with no walls (always about the shade).  It was a huge Fairbanks Morse bolted to a massive concrete pedestal poured on top of a bigger concrete pad.  There was fuel oil and grease all over the place with buckets under the dripping areas and the exhaust pipes to catch the drooling fossil fuel.  I was amazed to think that this monster had actually been running in the very recent past.  No mufflers and only three feet of ten to twelve inch diameter exhaust pipe to vent the four massive cylinders led me to believe that even if I was lucky enough to be near this beast while running some expensive hearing protection would be required.

A Dynamo
This Fairbanks Morse Engine runs. I looked at it very carefully imagining I might start it. Pam was not happy with that concept. A quick google search of Fairbanks Morse shows pictures of this think running. AMAZING!
Fairbanks Morse
That flywheel could weigh more than my truck.

Fairbanks Morse

Fairbanks Morse
Which one was the Start switch?

As we finished our tour of this amazing facility, we saw many different tools, machines and workshops that operated for the benefit of an audience.  If only we had thought to plan this excursion, we might have been able to see Pottsville alive.  I took many pictures (not nearly enough because I had no desire to overheat Pam or Olivia) and learned many things that translated so well to my recent adventure at the Weed Lumber Town Museum.  Check out their website http://www.pottsvilleoregon.com.  If you can make the opportunity, go see this amazing place and try to schedule when they have their living component open and working.

Fresh Hay on 100 Year Old Equipment
The fresh straw belies the fact this old straw loader has not worked in a very long time. It is a clever prop used to make the living demonstration area more vibrant and alive.
Equipment Borders the Entire Piece of Property
Although Pottsville is set up to look like a town you definitely have an entrance through a gate onto a piece of property that is ringed with historic old equipment.
Belt Driven Table Saw
This entire place has to be an amazing experience when all this stuff is running.
Belt Driven Table Saw
How exposed the operator has to be to the mechanism…SCARY.
Belt Driven Table Saw
Notice the generator outback.
Belt Driven Table Saw
This is a running saw that demonstrates how late 19th and early 20th century equipment was powered. Notice the huge rubber belt coiled on the right side. It rolls out to the flywheel on a generator outside. OSHA would have a conniption.
Steam Powered Tractor
This is another restored although no longer running example of a steam powered tractor. The ability to get up close to these machines is amazing. Some of the ways that people engineered these things shows primitive and brilliant thought.
Aside from the Balloon Logging these machines came in various sizes and were used in multiples to haul timber up from deep ravines as I learned at the Weed Lumber Town Museum.
Balloon Logging!
I wonder how well this worked? This was just attached to a building and had no display with it although there are several ‘yarders’ around the site.
Steam Powered Tractor
This is a beautifully restored example of late 19th century technology for farm and industry. It might have been used to pull one of the towed tilt wheel graders. Notice the chains slung underneath for steering.
Old and New
This is a working piece with a steam engine powering a car with seating for one. Obviously it is more for the demonstration of steam power.
Railroad Mule
This item is special to me since it I saw one of these on a scrap heap at the city yard in Weed, California and it was missing its motor. They would have been used to move the gravity cars around the lumber mill yard. The wheels are the give away and this photo has the second larger set disassociated from its frame and motor.
Tilt Wheel Grader
Another towed tilt wheel grader that has the original hard rubber tires on the old rims.
Tilt Wheel Grader
This is a towed tilt wheel grader that has a newer generation of tires showing it may have been used recently.

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