Blair Mill at Pacific house

Blair Mill at Pacific house

New, at least to us at the logging museum

Editor: I looked at Lee Roger’s Camino/Blair Mill website but didn’t see any reference to this video. I find it quite remarkable. Take a look at this wonderful 16 mm film of the mill.

Back to the not-quite-so-new.

Editor: These photos and text were sent to us by Lee Rogers who grew up at the mill. Some of the photos are of poor quality and the page may only be of interest to those, like me, who had spent time in Pacific House or that area. The museum thanks Lee for sending these along.

There are more comments and history of the Blair Mill on the Eldorado County Logging page. It looks on the menu as a category, but it is also a page with history, lots of history

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This is Phil Tuma who came to the museum recently and left, on loan, this display board with photos of the Blair Mill. We’ll have it on display until early Fall.

Lee says:

I was Born in The Placerville Sanatorium 8-52…My Father Worked for Blair Brothers Lumber Co. and we Lived in one of the Small Houses Below the Saw Mill, up behind Pacific House…We Lived in 3 Places, while at Blair’s… We Moved out of Blairs When they Sold Out to Michigan Cal Lumber Co. About a yr before the Ice House Fire.

To Get to Blair’s Mill, you Turned off of 2 lane Hwy 50 at Pacific House, dropping down a dirt Road to The Blair Bridge, Crossing the South Fork of the American River.

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 Original Blair Bridge…..Crossing below Pacific House …

This was Part of the Original Carson Wagon Road…Up on Top of Telephone Ridge, to White Meadows Rd, that Comes out at Riverton, and Continues up the Canyon…

 We Lived at Blair’s year Round, and kids Had Lots to Do….

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Kids Playing in Snow Up Behind Our House…   Not Sure Who The Kids are….

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Looking West, Toward Pollock Pines ……

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Looking out Our Gate…Truck Shop, below our House….

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The Edge of the Truck Shop and the Company Office Center…The Smoke Stacks for the Boilers, Right of Trees

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Our Car, Out in Front of the House…

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Our Front Yard, Car and the Truck Shop

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My Uncle Frank Baker, up for a Visit in his Dodge

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Our Next Door Neighbor, (Phyllis Tuma, see the comment further down), her Husband Drove the Ambulance, and took me to the Hospital when I was Poisoned…This Became Our 3rd and Final House at Blair’s…There’s a Tree…Growing Through the Back Porch…We had Oil Heat…Electricity…And the 1st TV…At Blair’s Mill…One Night, after Dad got off work, Swing Shift, he said he had turned on the TV, and Picked up Oaklahoma City…..On The Skip…..

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Yes…We Had our Own Dump, Below the Mill…..and we had Bears Too…..

A Rare Cinnamon Bear, in the center of Picture, in the Dump….

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Last One….Load Leaving one of the Landings, Headed for the Mill…

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Blair’s Lumber Yard In Placerville

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Old Topo Map Of Blairs


Comments

  1. James Lee Rogers Says: April 30, 2015 at 12:45 pm

    The Woman in the Picture, in front of the Cabin, Is Phyillis Tuma, Married to Bud Tuma, who drove the Ambulance … We Lived Next Door to the Right of the Cabin Pictured, and then Into this House, after they Moved Out …

  2. James Lee Rogers Says: April 30, 2015 at 2:22 pm

    I Just Created a Group on Face Book …… Blair’s Saw Mill ……
    Public and Open …. Come share Your Stories and Pictures ….

  3. Sierra Nevada Logging Museum Says: August 9, 2015 at 4:30 pm

    More comments that didn’t get transferred over to this website at http://www.snlm.wordpress.com Commenters supply a lot of history that we didn’t have, and we appreciate that.
    snlm

  4. Ron Blair Says: April 8, 2016 at 3:01 pm

    I am so thrilled and excited to hear the names and see some of faces of people many of the people I grew up with at the sawmill. The colorful personalities of the men that worked at the mill are brought to life again in my memories, wonderfull memories,far more wonderful and meaningful than one could possibly know. Emmit Housten, the sawyer at the mill, with partial fingers missing from accidents at the mill, would sit out on his porch every evening and play his mandolin and sing the old songs of the time and I would sit on the edge of the porch and listen ’till I had to go home. Actually, mom and dad couldn’t keep me in our picket fenced yard – I would work myself up the pitch pine trees in the yard, climb onto the roof and climb down the rope swing on the other side and was gone. No one knew where I was until I found my dad, Art Blair, on the greenchain or where ever he was in or around the mill. To this day I don’t know how my brother Bill and I made it all those years without getting seriously hurt, but we didn’t. Enough for now, many more stories to come. Ron Blair

  5. Ron Blair Says: April 8, 2016 at 3:52 pm

    I am so thrilled and excited to hear the names and see some of faces of people many of which I grew up with at the sawmill. The colorful personalities of the men that worked at the mill are brought to life again in my memories, wonderfull memories,far more wonderful and meaningful than one could possibly know. Emmit Housten, the sawyer at the mill, with partial fingers missing from accidents at the mill, would sit out on his porch every evening and play his mandolin and sing the old songs of the time and I would sit on the edge of the porch and listen ’till I had to go home. Actually, mom and dad couldn’t keep me in our picket fenced yard – I would work myself up the pitchy pine trees in the yard, climb onto the roof and climb down the rope swing on the other side and was gone. No one knew where I was until I found my dad, Art Blair, on the greenchain or where ever he was in or around the mill. To this day I don’t know how my brother Bill and I made it all those years without getting seriously hurt, but we didn’t. Enough for now, many more stories to come. Ron Blair

  6. Ron Blair Says: April 8, 2016 at 4:30 pm

    Kids will be kids–I believe it was Phillip Tuma, myself and brother Bill, the three of us would, in the evening, go down to the mill and ride the conveyer that carried sawdust and slabs up to the burner and get off of it where the wooden walkway ended. We never got caught – but oh my if we had. I will never forget the wonderful smell of fresh sugarpine sawdust, freshly cut fir, cedar and pine slabs and the wonderful smell of the steam engines that powered different areas of the mill–Ron Blair

  7. Lee Rogers Says: March 11, 2017 at 6:48 am

    Got Lost with this NEW, Web Page… Trying to Find some info and Names, from the Old Page..
    Thanks John Hoffsetter for all your work …

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