Coaling mining today is nothing like it used to be. Now they just dig a giant pit and get at it, but compare that to how things were not all that long ago. Back then men toiled underground and put their backs into making Swiss Cheese of the earth. These dark environs were dangerous in a million ways and ventilation always one of the more pressing matters. Mines, and coal mines in particular, could be gassy and this needed to be flushed out or there would be problems. The solution: a fan house like the one explored in this post
This building was connected to an Alberta Rockies mine closed over sixty years ago. Fan houses like this were often well away from the main surface plant and connected to further reaches of the below-ground workings. This one’s up in the woods and hidden away, as most fan houses were.
Coal Mine Fan House (Alberta Rockies), with Chris Doering & Connie Biggart (BIGDoer/Synd)
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The machinery housed in this building had one function and that’s to create an airflow within the tunnels below. Good air in, stale air out and it was so important that they could not mine without. Given this, the machinery would be watched over like a hawk and kept well maintained. Methane created in coal mines could be explosive in addition to suffocating, so reliability was paramount.
If one were to stand at the main opening of this mine, far away and with fan in operation, you’d feel a gentle breeze. It was not odd for there to be more than one fan house, especially in larger operations, and each would be connected at a strategic point. Sometimes there was one near the main entry too and in certain older mines, passive air tunnels were used, that is an air opening was made but without a fan. These relied on natural air flow.
A fan could either push, so pressurize the mine and have the bad stuff exit out the main entry, or pull in which directions are reversed and the fresh air sucked in from far away and expelled at the fan house. Both types were used, but no old records we found made mention which type we’re looking at here. We’re hardly well-versed on this specific subject but when we’ve seen other fans of this style, they typically blow. Experts, we’re looking at you!
This is a centrifugal fan that pulls air in from the centre of the drum while it spins on a central axis, and forces it out via a series of slotted blades at its periphery. The flow’s constant, controlled and they were mechanically simple. It’d be hard to say how old this one is, but it was likely an antique by the time the mine closed.
When in operation the fan would have made an constant whooshing sound. We tried to move the drum, to see if it still spun after all these years, but it wouldn’t budge. In the past we’ve found other fans out in the wild, while exploring coal mining areas, that amazingly still moved. Imagine that and after how many decades?
The fan is out in the open now, but would have been incorporated into a housing that fed a conduit of sorts, that then lead to a nearby opening connected to the underground tunnels. This entry, as would be expected, has been sealed up.
The fan is a drum supported by a shaft that sits atop two large yokes and remains of the drive pulley are seen below. This was acted on via a belt connected to an electric motor mounted not far away. You can see the concrete pedestal that supported the motor in the photo captioned: “The drive pulley lies broken on the floor”. See it there in back?
It’s likely all the electrical gear was salvaged when the operation shut down, and other than the fan assembly, there’s nothing left inside the building. They only took things of value and left the rest I guess. A couple gaping holes were punched into the walls and likely mark the exit points of the larger salvaged bits.
The fan house structure itself has a mix concrete inner walls (to support the mass of and stresses associated with the fan) and outer ones with some stone work. A power line once lead to the building from down in the valley but, of course, it’s long gone.
This was a big mine and one of the most prolific producers in its area, in operation from the early 1900s to the late 1950s. In that time almost fourteen million tonnes of coal were extracted – which if put in perspective would fill a train (of the day) that would stretch across two-thirds of Canada. I know, it’s a comparison we make a lot when speaking of coal mines, but we like the analogy.
Imagine waiting for at a crossing for that one to pass! This output is a drop in a bucket compared to modern day pit mines in this country, which typically produce several million tonnes per year.
They mined Bituminous coal here, which could be coked, so made into a material used in steel making. There are many grades of black diamond and here they mined a good product by the standards, mostly for heavy industrial use.
In addition to this underground operation, the firm had a few pit mines in the area where deposits were close to the surface, but these were small and didn’t last long. Below surface coal mining is a thing of the past now, for the most part, in Canada.
Modern underground mines today, of any type, typically get fresh air via forced air turbines, so while different in form, in function they’re the same as this fan.
These photos were shot in colour, but after playing around, we felt they had more pop in black and white.
If you wish more information on what’s seen here, don’t hesitate to: contact us!
Date of Adventure: August, 2021. Location(s): Alberta Rockies. Article references and thanks: Alberta Energy Regulator records, UofC archives and local history books.
(A long read) After twelve years it's time to put a face to the name and come clean on something. That's rarely-seen Chris in the photo, one half of Team BIGDoer, my best friend for almost thirty years and orchestrator of everything you see here. For his entire adult life, he's battled a deep depression.
Mostly it's manageable, but there are extended bouts where it's crippling and his life comes to a grinding halt. Sometimes there are days or weeks where he's lost. Sleep does not come easy at this time and further aggravates the issue. As he ages, it's worsening and seems intent on destroying him from the inside.
If you see a lack of posts here, or ones poorly worded, confusing or simply off, it's from one of these periods.
Through all this, he remains as kind, thoughtful and loving as ever, but is somewhere else. To the family, it's just Chris and accepted as it should be. The kids and grandkids adore him no less. Until today, however, this has been hidden from the outside world, although closer friends and some readers were probably already suspect of his condition. I hope admitting this does not break the site.
He finds clarity when we're out and doing things, hiking or documenting something historic and it's only THE reason this page and our website exists. It's therapy. Then he's a new and passionate person, but the monster as he calls it always returns. The Beer Parlour Project has brought out a side I've never seen and when out in the field he's never been so on point and confident.
This post is not for sympathy but to inform. Just so you know where he is and here's what you can do to help (a last ditch request)...
If you see a missed comma or oddly worded sentence in a post, please be kind. You'll probably see his uncertainty when he's off and be nice there too. But if you like what you see, even if the write up could be presented better, post your encouragement. Say something and say it loud...it's important and will keep him sharing. Help Chris get better by cheering him on.
Other than some photos that are mine, everything else comes from him. All the tiring research and the writing (he admits he's NOT a writer), are his.
Chris puts every dollar he makes into this "project of a lifetime", and it's supplemented by donations from readers who enjoy the content. If you want to help...
Admittedly he was not thrilled with the idea of posting this but agrees it probably should be said, even if it makes him uneasy. He doesn't like appearing in photos either. He's so shy, thinks he looks goofy and hates his husky eyes. I love them and they're windows into a wonderful, complex and quiet, but tortured soul. It breaks my heart when he's in a bad space.
This image comes thanks to photographer Arturo Pianzola and was captured while exploring the historic Riverview Mental Hospital in Coquitlam BC. Chris thought since he was in the area last year, he'd stop by to visit with a grandfather he never really knew, who spent his last years at the facility and is buried on the grounds.
Thanks for listening and your understanding. Hopefully we'll see you next week. Johanna (Connie).
Journey of Natty Gann (Disney 1985) and the same location in the Crowsnest Pass 2014. We're visiting the Pass over the new year, as we often do, and this time we'll be staying at a house that appears (briefly) in the film. How cool, eh? Chris has decided it's time on this visit to reshoot this and other Natty Gann comparison shots we did from ten years ago. Stay tuned!
This scene was shot in historic downtown Coleman and shows the former Holyk's Grocery. It was built in the early 1900s and the store closed in the '60s. _______
Exploring history with Chris & Connie from Off the Beaten Path. Thanks, Johanna (Connie).
From 2015. Rob Pohl and his strange old-style view camera joined us in documenting the Laing House (with permission). Head down to the comments to see an amazing coincidence with something I found inside.
From the Crossley slides, it's an undated view of Towers School, out near Cluny Alberta. It was originally called Swastika School but that's before the word and symbol were ruined by negative connotations. Built 1922. Gone? _______
Exploring history with Chris & Connie from Off the Beaten Path. Thanks, Chris.
The same alley in downtown Calgary's west end, in the 1970s & today. You have to look hard to see the connection! The area was quite run down back then and is in stark contrast to all the shiny condo towers seen present day. Calgary Place West, an apartment block, appears in both images although it's barely a sliver in ours. Check the comments for more info.
Photo credit: James Tworow collection. _______
Exploring history with Chris & Connie from Off the Beaten Path. Thanks, Chris.
Lost highways (2022): a section of old #93 in Southeastern BC. That BIGDoer-mobile is gone now but quite famous and had a following of its own. Old mine roads, cow paths, 4x4ing across fields - no problem and people would recognize us out in remote areas just by this car. _______
Exploring history with Chris & Connie from Off the Beaten Path. Thanks, Chris.
Wow! Very cool!!
Isn’t it!