It's only toxic wasteland...
Dan, Dan's friend John, and I went to Panther Valley today to drive around in Dan's truck of awesomeness and look at the remnants of strip mining. This area is Pennsylvania state forest, so you can drive around as much as you want. It was a hell of a lot of fun. Both of those guys are quite amusing to talk to, and it's quite interesting to see a strip mine for yourself. You're driving along a lumpy gravel road in what appears to be garden-variety woods, and then every now and then you see some weird fugly sign of industrial waste. I took a bunch of pictures that I will put up later. For now, I'll say that we came across the following:
A bed of cracked black and orange sludge. The sludge near the edges had the consistency of soap. Near the middle, it was like pudding. We threw rocks in and watched it go splat.
Mountain Dew Lake. Seriously...the water is neon green and there's fuzzy orange stuff growing on the rocks at the bottom.
Shallow, clear streams full of red-orange rocks.
Nature's skate park - a lumpy, hilly area made of some sort of dense shale pile that looks like concrete and is pretty solid but scrapes away when you paw at it with your foot. Strangely bright green trees are scattered throughout.
A truck full of other people going to look around. The driver had mined in this area years ago and wanted to show his family where he worked.
An ancient wooden bridge. I was afraid to step on it because Dan trod on a trestle and it sank a bit, but Dan and John walked out a ways.
All in all, the place is just surreal. Some of the more polluted areas (like Mountain Dew Lake) smell funny. There are very, very few signs of non-plant life. You'll see occasional bugs and maybe a hawk, but the forest is much more quiet than it should be. It was a perfect day to go, too...overcast and calm and a bit nippy. And we didn't even get to see all of the bizarreness Panther has to offer. I'd definitely go back.