Monday, April 27, 2009

Kansas Underground Salt Museum in Hutchinson

Going 650 feet underground is not something most folks think about on an average day, but in Hutchinson it's entirely possible. The Kansas Underground Salt Museum (KUSM) is the only museum in the western hemisphere where you can go into a salt mine.

This past weekend when I was volunteering I intended to tweet the experience at twitter.com, so people would have a sense of what it was like, but without cell phone signal underground it wasn't really possible. Greg and I have been planning a story about the Kansas Underground Salt Museum for a year and a half. He took these photos in November of 2007.

I decided to use the story to give you a sense of what it's like to take a tour at KUSM. Of course, nothing compares to experiencing it yourself, but maybe this will whet your appetite.


Your visit starts with a safety orientation and you’ll be issued some safety gear - a hard hat and breathing apparatus. You'll be happy to know that the safety gear has never been used.





Then you line up to get in the German made, double decker elevator that holds about 30 people.



It was originally used in a silver mine and will transport you underground where you’ll emerge into a long, hollowed out salt corridor.


Immediately you’ll notice the salt has layers. These form because of dry and wet times when the salt formation was being laid down. The miners use those layers to keep the mine level.

You’re now surrounded by material that predates dinosaurs. There was a mass extinction at this time – about 270 million years ago – and where you’re standing was an ocean. To give you an idea of the depth, bear in mind that 80 feet of sea water makes about 1 foot of salt.

Two things to notice right away when you get off the elevator. Straight ahead are the restrooms. These are modern engineering marvels because everything has to flush 650 feet. Up. There are two holding tanks underground, one holds water and one holds sewage. The sewage is evacuated into the sewer system overnight when there are no visitors because it’s very noisy.

The other is a giant piece of salt. You'll have time to inspect it more closely after the tour.






You’ll board a tram for your “dark ride,” going underneath Airport Road, which you may have driven to arrive at the museum. You’ll travel down the corridor to an area that's more narrow. This is the only area that was blasted specifically for the museum. On the right wall you'll see where the miners who did that Dec. 20, 2004 left their mark, an old mining tradition.



As the ride continues, you can see some of the antique mining equipment. There are some cars that used to haul salt from the mine. Each of these cars held 3 ½ tons of salt and took 90 minutes to load by hand. The metal ones held four tons.



Explosives were always carried in a separate car, that had taller sides on it to protect from sparks. Now miners use a conveyer system to move the salt, but at one time they used these trains and would move the track as the mine face moved.





The Carey Salt Company opened in 1923 and had the shorted railroad in the country. You may have noticed the train engine topside, before you came into the building. That’s one of only three GE No. 2 engines ever built. It ran between 1928 and 1963, moving the six miles between the mine and the salt evaporation plant. The tracks were used for another 20 years.


Along the dark ride, your guide will point out various items of interest. One of the first things you'll see are a ribbed wall. Each rib is about eight feet deep and represents how deep into the wall they blasted.



Above you are ridges from a machine called the continuous miner. It is a huge piece of equipment bought by the museum and Underground Vaults and Storage. It is made for coal mining, as is most of the equipment used here. No equipment is made specifically for salt mining.



You’ll see places where the walls have a different texture and the salt is very crystal clear. This is recrystalized salt, where water got back into the salt deposit and basically washed out the impurities, which you can see below the white part.



You can occasionally find a piece of salt with a bubble of water in it. It’s this very phenomenon that allowed scientists to discover a 250 million year old bacteria in a New Mexico salt mine. Those same scientists have found DNA in some of the samples from Hutchinson, but it's too soon to know exactly what that means.

Miners had two big concerns - light and air. They used to work with the equivalent of a flashlight, which barely makes a dent in the darkness. In some mines, they used mules underground, including nearby Lyons and Kanopolis, and they would eventually go blind from the lack of light. Mules were never used in the Hutchinson mine.

Air flow in the mine was controlled by "gob walls." You'll see some constructed of dynamite boxes, filled with salt. The first wall you see is two boxes deep and has a purpose. Jute curtains were also used, and the modern version is the plastic you see here and there.



You'll pass under a large deposit of sylvite. It's quite possible there's a large piece of recrystallized salt above it.



You'll drive by three floor heaves. Salt is plastic and very heavy. Imagine a Lincoln log being pressed in to clay. The clay would rise up around it. The same thing is happening in a floor heave. The "overburden" is heavy enough it's causing the floor to rise up like clay would.



In the middle floor heave is a cut out of a miner demonstrating the floor heave is about two feet, but the ceiling is still nine feet tall. This man volunteers for the museum on occasion. At the third one is a 1950s photo of miners standing where a ceiling sag has fallen. You'll also see the scaling bars used to pull down salt that is loose.

When you turn a corner, you'll see what's left of a truck the miners used at one time. It ran on a 300 foot electrical cord. It's actually a conglomeration of parts from various vehicles.



The hoist that used by the miners is much smaller than the one you came down in. Anything that wouldn't fit in it had to be dangled underneath it, or taken apart and reassembled underground. That includes all the massive equipment you'll see in the walking part of the tour.

Miners did not remove things from the mine. It made no sense to use the energy or the time on the hoist to do so. They would reuse them as long as possible, and then abandon them where they were.

Salt mines have what is called a “closure rate,” meaning the rooms and corridors mined out are slowly closing in on themselves. "Slowly,” is an understatement. In the Hutchinson mine, the closure rate is 2/1000 to 3/1000 of an inch a year. That means it would take 500 years for it to close one inch. At one point, the federal government looked into storing nuclear waste in the salt mines, but the closure rate was way too small to make it feasible.



The Atomic Energy Commission came to Hutchinson in 1950, looking for a place to store toxic waste. They used this device to measure the closure rate for ten years. But it was too slow here, so the toxic waste was taken to the salt mines in New Mexico instead.


Carey was the first mine to go all non-emissions and use bio diesel for equipment. They also used electric power. Today they run on bio fuel made of soy or electric power. The tram you’ll ride is battery powered, too. You will get a chance to stop at a salt pile for a small souvenir of your trip underground.



Prior to 1964, visitors came underground regularly. There were special cars for visitors that took them on tours of the mine. Below is one that would have taken school children on tours.



The workers rode in a car called a "mantrip" that was a little less elaborate. The miners used to refer to the cars as “mules” on occasion, which added to the confusion about the animals never being used here like they were in other area mines.



In 1964 Carey sold the mine and visiting underground stopped, until the museum opened in 2007. This is still a working mine today. The museum is about 1-2 miles from the active mine face.

In the exhibit area you can see some of the massive equipment they use. Remember each one had to be brought underground through a shaft much smaller than the one you came down in.

One of them is the undercutter. This machine allows miners to cut a groove out along the floor of the salt wall they’re getting ready to mine. If they didn’t do this, the salt wouldn’t fall, even with dynamite. Salt is so hard they can’t nail or screw into it without a nail ram set.



They used to mine 40 foot pillars and 50 foot rooms. Today they mine 20 foot pillars and 40 foot rooms. Eight feet is blasted at a time. They use the red lines as markers.



There are 67 miles of tunnels here, and 970 acres that have been mined.

During your visit underground you're surrounded by salt in every direction. About 500,000 tons of salt are taken from the mine every year, about 1000 tons every day they mine. Each blast brings down 300-600 tons. Salt sells for about $16 a ton.


The museum is still finding things they will want to use as exhibits in the future. For example, The atomic energy commission had a tent and equipment underground. When they left, they left everything there, as is customary. When things are brought topside that have been underground for a long period of time, they tend to disintegrate because of the changes in humidity.


Salt is used not only in food, but also in products like plastics, chlorine bleach, pharmaceuticals and lots of manufacturing. More than 70% of the salt mined here is used on roads, with Chicago being the biggest customer. Those buildings you see around cities sometimes where they store salt, that are shaped like piles, are built that way because salt has an “inclination angle” and builds that sort of pile naturally.


The salt you eat on the table is “brine evaporated,” which is a different process than what is happening in this mine.



In the exhibit area you can explore the exhibit about Dr. Vreeland's research into the
oldest living thing on Earth.

You’ll also see items from Underground Vaults and Storage. This unique business stores everything from dental records to movies and TV shows. The constant temperature underground makes it perfect for delicate items.












On display is a newspaper from the time of Lincoln's death...




James Dean's shirt from his last movie...



At the moment you can see some Hollywood items on display in a special exhibit, including Clooney's Batman suit and a prop from the Jack Frost movie.






You'll end up in the gift shop and when you're finished can either walk back to the hoist or catch a ride on a tram headed that way.

The Kansas Underground Salt Museum is a work in progress, so plan another visit soon.
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These photos were taken in November of 2007 by
Greg Holmes when we went on a special tour, specifically to take photos and notes for a story. Subsequently, I was there during the blogger fam tour and have also volunteered at the museum.
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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Excursion Train in Hutchinson



This train on the trestle in Carey Park in Hutchinson may look unassuming, but there's something very different about it. It's carrying passengers. Including my friend, Greg Holmes.



Lets see what happiness looks like close up...



It has been a rainy day, as you can see on the window, but that has not diminished Greg's fun. Or that of other folks riding the train. I snapped these photos as the train was blocking Main Street in Hutchinson for folks to load for the trip back to Wichita, after having lunch at the Anchor Inn.



According to their website, this excursion train was operated by WATCO companies, Inc., the Kansas & Oklahoma railroad, and the Heart of the Heartlands Railroad Club. Yesterday there was a ride from Wichita to Yoder and back, and today from Wichita to Hutchinson and back. Today's ride is on the K&O's Hutchinson Subdivision (former Missouri Pacific lines) via Maize, Colwich, Mount Hope, and Haven, and Yoder, KS.

I picked Greg up after he had lunch to drive him to his house for a couple of things, then took him back right before the train boarded for the return trip to Wichita. I couldn't resist taking photos and even a video of the train leaving Hutchinson. You can see Greg in the video, including that distinctive jerk when a train starts pulling out.






Then I headed to Carey Park and walked up on the levee to get a shot of the train as it passed over the Arkansas River. (That's pronounced "R-Kansas" if you live in Kansas, but it's still "Ark-an-saw" if you live in any of the other states it runs through.)



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Cokie Roberts Celebrates 60 Years of KMUW at Wichita State University

Wednesday night, we went to Wichita State University to see author and NPR journalist, Cokie Roberts. It was a celebration of public radio station KMUW's 60th anniversary. Roberts commented that she was also in Wichita for the 40th anniversary.

She said they allowed her to speak about whatever she wished, so she talked about her book, "We are Our Mother's Daughters," which has been re-released, ten years after its debut. She said things have changed for women in the last 10 years so she was able to update the book.

When she originally proposed the title, editors tried to talk her out of it, but she was adamant about it. However, she says "the title is problematic." It was some time before she could get an editor to tell her what their issue was with it. She said eventually one of the editors said, with an exasperated tone, "I am NOT my mother's daughter. You cannot make me be my mother's daughter." Roberts said, "I didn't know her well enough to tell her to 'suck it up and get over it.'"



Roberts' mother was not the typical, stay at home mom. Her last job, which she started when she was in her 80s, was being the ambassador to the Vatican. As Roberts joked, "My mother found herself representing Bill Clinton to the Pope." Prior to that she served nine terms in congress, running for her husband's seat when he was killed in a plane crash. Roberts' father was elected to congress before she was born so politics has always been part of her life.

Roberts said her mother is the inspiration for everything she has done. She said, "I am only my mother's daughter when I am my very best self."
Her mother is now 93, and maintains her home on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. Roberts joked that when she took her children to visit years ago they would pass by the strippers and she couldn't help but think about the song, "over the river and through the dale, to grandmother's house we go." 

She said when her mother became the ambassador, Roberts teased her that, "she moved from Bourbon Street to the Vatican... but the costumes didn't change. It was still men in dresses."

Roberts lives in the house in DC where she grew up. She said when she got married in the backyard years ago that her mother cooked for all 1,500 guests. She said she and her husband-to-be didn't know most of the guests. They were political associates of her father's. Roberts said when her own daughter got married in the exact same spot 31 years later that, "You can be assured it did not occur to me to cook."

Roberts said things have changed for women, but not as much as she would have hoped. She said, "It really does count to have a woman as speaker of the house. It's a constitutional position, not a political one, second in line to the President."  But, when she spoke about the recent political campaign she said, "never, ever, ever, ever, ever has a male politician been asked who will take care of the children."


On the situation in DC, she said, "The mood is less poisonous than it has been in the last 16 years." She said the Obamas have "Wednesday night at the White House" and, "the republicans tellme the sense of rancor is not the same."

She said there is good news for women in the ten years since she first published the book. She said, "Not only are more women making it to the top, but the women who've made it are using their success."

But, she said there's plenty of room for improvement. She related a conversation she had with Billy Jean King, in which she pointed out that women are covered on the sports pages now. King said, "We do have coverage on the sports pages - about 8%. About 7% is horses and dogs."



Roberts talked about some women who have risen to the top of their fields, and how their perspective changes things. She mentioned the head of Pepsi who calls her mother in India every day and has been quoted as saying, "You are a mother, daughter, sister, wife and friend. These are the important things." She spoke about the President of Brown and quoted her as saying, "Look, a job is job is a job. A life is too short to not pay attention to it and make it a happy one."

Roberts summed up by saying, "The thread that goes through it all is care-taking. That's what we have been doing for time immemorial is taking care. Taking care of our children, parents, friends, families, communities." She laughed and said, "We're usually doing it while we do something else." Early in the speech she joked that "multitasking is a made-up guy word to describe what women have been doing forever."



During the question and answer part of the evening, she was asked how that care-taking can still happen when the traditional family is not as common. She said, "people create families" and went on to talk about a situation in her life. "One of my very best friends is dying. Her daughter has needed me tremendously through this. That's part of this continuity. The thread continues, unbroken."

She answered some questions about her years at NPR, stories and colleagues, including Susan Stamberg's mother-in-law's famous Cranberry Relish recipe. She said, "It's pepto-bismol pink. You don't want to go near it."

She said public radio was welcoming to women early on but that a male colleague used to refer to the area where she, Susan Stamberg, Linda Wertheimer and Nina Totenberg had their desks as the "fallopian jungle." She pointed out, "he's not there anymore but we still are."



Photos of Cokie Roberts are courtesy of www.thelope.com.
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Friday, April 24, 2009

Anniversaries



Today would have been my mother's 90th birthday. She has been gone for nearly eight years.

It seems it was a lifetime ago when, on this very day, I called the local nursing home to see if they had a place for her. That's not a call anyone wants to make, but at the time we didn't know what else to do. We thought she was having a medication reaction, and needed some recovery time from a heart cath, and were hopeful she would improve and be able to come home.

But we would discover in just a few more days that she had had a stroke. She wasn't in the nursing home even a week before she was in the hospital and a week later she was gone.



This time of year is always difficult for me, beginning with her birthday and stretching into mid-May. She died on May 11 and we had her funeral on the 13th, which happened to be Mother's Day that year.

These weeks always remind me how precious loved ones are, and to treasure every interaction we're allowed to have. The things of life are fleeting. We can go from eagerly anticipating them to aching for what will never be again in the blink of an eye.



Somewhere in the rush of soccer games and work projects and committee meetings we forget to just live. To share moments. To make memories.

We will never again have this moment, this time, this chance. Make the most of it.

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Over

Overworked. Overwrought. Overwhelmed.

It's 2:30 in the morning and I've been doing things since 7:15 this morning - oops... that was yesterday morning - and I'm sitting here adding things to my multi page to-do list at the moment.

My life is going in a dozen different directions right now it seems. I'm trying to ride the waves, holding tight, but allowing enough rein for things to develop the way they're meant to. Have I mixed enough metaphors there? I think so.

Don't we all have times when life seems to be moving so fast we can't keep up? I'm in one of those. Keep a good thought for me, please.
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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Kris and Cokie



I got to see Kris tonight. She was one of the folks helping organize for Cokie Roberts' appearance in Wichita tonight to celebrate KMUW's 60th Anniversary. I just adore Kris - she's always fun - even tonight when she had to have been tired. You don't pull off an event like this and not be tired at the end of it.

Whenever we're together we have to take what we've dubbed "the cute girl pic." Greg, fortunately, reminded us tonight. We forgot once when we were together. Obviously, you can't go back and redo that event.

Of course, I also got to see her hubby John, as well as Chris and Shari who were visiting from Kansas City, Kansas. And, we met some other interesting folks.

We are getting a big thunderstorm here so I'm going to turn the computer off instead of going through photos tonight. But, soon, expect to see a write up of Cokie's presentation and some photos. I can sum it up by saying she was interesting, entertaining and funny on top of it.

Three groups of folks from Hutchinson went. Oddly enough, we were all in Pei Wei at the same time. I had no idea it was everyone's favorite restaurant!
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Happy Earth Day

Happy Earth Day!

My Earth Day Eve got off to a great start. Sharon showed up with her Releaf Landscapes crew and worked on my back and side yards. Things look better around the house than they ever have the whole time I've owned the place - better than when I bought the place. It's amazing what four people who know what they're doing and are in constant motion can accomplish. About 30 times more than I can do in the same amount of time. Thank you Sharon!

I'm doing some grass killing for Earth Day. I know, kinda weird, huh? But that's my main focus at the moment. I have put down two giant pieces of plastic - so about a 20 by 25 foot area - to kill the grass underneath. I need more room to plant all these seedlings and I hate mowing. So, I'm hoping the grass dies quickly so I can press that area into service.



They also cleaned out a little area I had tried to do a flower bed in a few years ago. It got away from me - like everything else. But they tamed it again today. I'm going to plant some sweet peas and holly hocks there, I think.

I'm totally enchanted with growing plants this year. I think maybe it's that whole "new life" thing. I feel so fortunate to be living life and not be worrying about my prognosis that I feel I have a new lease on life. It seems no accident that I'm suddenly attracted to growing seedlings. Now I just have to find a place for all of them.



On one half of this new plant area I'm going to put in some pumpkins. I've never grown pumpkins but I think it will be cool to let them grow every which way all over the place.

In honor of Earth Day, and because my main computer is tied up trying to do things that it thinks are far too complex, I'm sharing some pix from recent posts - including my favorite flower photo I've taken recently.



I hope your Earth Day is spectacular!

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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Guenter Wendt Appreciated at the Cosmosphere

Last week during the blogger fam tour, we had a tremendous tour of the Cosmosphere by the CEO, Chris Orwoll. During our behind the scene tour, he showed us a photo of Guenter Wendt, known as the "Padleader" during the Mercury, Gemini, and Apollo programs.



When he showed us this photo I was instantly reminded of how important so many people are to any project of this magnitude. Those of us outside the industry may not know their names, but they play a critical role.

It was Guenter Wendt who closed the hatch. That, alone, should be enough to put anyone in the history books. He was the last person to see the astronauts before they rocketed off to space. Wendt was there for their last few seconds being Earth-bound, before they undertook what would be life-changing - and sometimes life-ending.

In those early days of space exploration, fires and explosions were not unusual occurrences. Everyone knew the risks involved, but I doubt that awareness kept the normal human emotions at bay. No doubt Wendt saw excitement and fear at various times.

The Cosmosphere has one of the "White Rooms" used for the Apollo missions, as well as others, where Wendt was stationed during launch. They have a photo shot through the open hatch door from the Apollo 10 mission of May, 1969. That view of Stafford, Young and Cernan strapped to their couches, preparing to go to the moon, was Wendt's view.



You can walk into the White Room on display and be where Wendt watched history being made. Where he was participating in history being made.



The White Room was suspended more than 300 feet above the launch pad, attached to a 60 foot long swing arm connected to the rocket. About four hours before liftoff, the astronauts would walk across the swing arm and enter the White Room where Wendt and his crew were.

Right before lift off, the White Room swung away from the space craft, leaving the astronauts alone on top of the 36 story tall rocket that would send them into space. Astronaut Wally Schirra is quoted on Wendt's website as saying, "So it came to pass that when the white room was closed out for Apollo 7 and his smiling face disappeared from the window, Donn Eisele asked, "I vonder vere Guenter vent?" I stole that line and made it famous." He also referred to Wendt as the "dictator of the launch pad."



The particular White Room in the Cosmosphere's collection was from Kennedy Space Center's Launch Pad Complex 39. There were three white rooms, and no records were kept regarding which missions used which room, but it stands to reason that you can stand where roughly a third of the astronauts in the Apollo Lunar program made their final preparations.

In another part of the Cosmosphere, outside an upstairs meeting room, is a whiteboard where celebrity visitors to the museum leave their signatures.



It's good to see the Cosmosphere recognizes Wendt's contributions.

Wendt has written a book, "The Unbroken Chain" about his experiences at Padleader.
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