The Quarry Crew has been hard at work here, crushing rock. So much so, they ran out of rock to crush. So Scotty drilled 60 or so 23 foot long holes into some rock & dropped around 2,000 pounds of dynamite into them. Guess who had the honour of pushing the button to blast this rock to smithereens? Why me, as it turned out. Tickets were sold at the Trading Post for $1 apiece, for a chance to push the button. So I bought 5 tickets. The CO ended up drawing my name.
I wasn’t sure when the event would occur, so I headed down a little after 1pm. After being frisked, or asked, if I had a radio, I was allowed up where the crew was, as they filled the holes.
Here is a photo, taken from the pit, of the blast zone. The crew is on top of the rock that will be blown up by me. 60 or so were drilled on top, each filled with a buncha dynamite. Wires were then all connected, and a line taken up the hill to where the button pushing would be done. That was at the small shed, to the left of the tall pole. All the while, we were chasing away the wolves, with their eight pups, so they wouldn’t get hurt by the flying rock.
After 4pm, the two-minute warning blast sounded – right behind me. Scotty gave me a quick lesson in how to charge the device & blow up all that rock. The time came, and I pushed the button.
A very deep boom resonated through my body, rock flew off to the side, and dust raised up from the cliff that was just blown up.
I was going to post a short video here, but I need a video upgrade, which costs $60US per year. So I uploaded it at Flickr instead. Have a look – it’s pretty cool.