he
prophecy that the last shall be first seems especially appropriate for
Red Mill. The last outpost in its part of the county to get a paved road,
the deepest ravine or—as it would be called in the west—the severest “canyon”
on the northern branch of the Blacklick Creek, an end-of-the-world kind
of place by all counts, has emerged as Blacklick Valley's first resort
in both literal and metaphorical senses of the word.
Even the last hamlet (till now, though plans are to go
farth er
in years to come) to be reached by the Ghost Town Trail, Red Mill has become
the first Cambria County site on the trail to have overnight accommodations
ranging from a fully furnished cottage rented
at very reasonable rates to free primitive camping on the grounds of its
former quarry.
Its remote location is not the only attribute that conjures
up a bibilical image applicable to Red Mill; old-timers in the area recall
when colorful semi-reclusive religious figures lived a half-century ago
at the top of either side of the ravine, one reputed to possess a healing
touch and powers of divination, the other visited by religious visions.
Though last in some ways, Red Mill has become one of the
first places on the Blacklick Creek to have its once-rust-red waterway
restored to fishing and swimming quality. Feeding the fish from the bridge
on the trail over the Blacklick at Red Mill is one of the special joys
of hikers, cross-country skiers, and bikers, and I recently saw a pair
of boyish anglers pull fish out of the creek at the historic motor vehicle
iron bridge. And a refreshing swim under the trail bridge during a sweaty
bike or foot hike is not out of the question (though diving or jumping
from it is proscribed).

Red Mill was
one of the area's first
major sources of hardwood lumber in the 1800s, when lumbering
operations in Rexis and Vintondale, two to two-and-a-half miles south,
exploited its primeval forest. A few decades later Vintondale coal companies
undermined the canyon floor, and there was a surface entrance to the catacomb
of mining rooms at Red Mill for a time. The original Red Mill was built
in 1828 by John Duncan and operated until about 1912.
The Ebensburg Sand, Clay, and Stone Company operated a
quarry in Red Mill from 1920 to 1926, and built 10 houses that constituted
the community, three of which still stand, one of them restored as the
resort cottage. The quarry operation provides the one genuine “ghost town”
remains on the trail, if you apply the
traditional definition of “abandoned but still-standing”
buildings to ghost town. The stone office, shown here as seen from the
trail, stands partially in ruins and partially restored for primitive camping.
A bring-your-own-tent campground with a fire ring adjoins it in the woods,
which local Scout troops have used. Nearby still standing are large bins
used to store or convey minerals (some still containing sand), and stone
railroad ties from the operation are now used as curbs in the Red Mill
trail access parking area. “Living history” continues here in the use of
the c. 1890 100-foot iron one-lane bridge still conveying motor vehicles
over the Blacklick. Once commonly seen, this one, made by the “Variety
Steel Works” in Cleveland, is one of the few still in use in Cambria County.
If
Red Mill's history is mineral extraction and lumbering, its future is tourism
and outdoor recreation. Providing excellent hunting for deer, small game,
and bears in the adjoining state game lands #79,
fishing, hiking, biking, cross-country skiing (not to mention that Red
Mill Hill has always been one of the best—if not one of the safest—places
for sledding) and camping. Pursuing that dream is a local couple, Joe and
Karen (Kinter) Gordon who've made Red Mill their home and their project
as its developers and proprietors. Joe recalls hiking to Red Mill with
childhood buddies from his native Belsano over 40 years ago, and falling
in love with the fascinating ruins and reminders of former industrial glory.
Now a teacher of special-needs children in a privately run program, Red
Mill remains his vision and avocation. On that we can only say, “Godspeed,
Joe and Karen, and all best wishes for success.”
Webmaster-author Jon Kennedy, who now resides in San
Jose, California, grew up on the Red Mill Road in the 1950's and is one
of the area's oldtimers.
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