Mild winter and summer. A few buildings. As one might suspect, the name of the town suggests something rather peculiar. When two young men from the East who knew nothing about mining decided to go West to find their fortune, they picked a small camp in the Blue Mountains.
Nobody seems to know why.
On arrival, they walked into a saloon and asked the bartender where they could start digging for gold. A miner standing nearby captured the opportunity to play a joke on the greenhorns. He took them outside, pointed to a spot on the side of the mountain and suggested that was a good place to start. And start they did. A short while later, they returned with a chunk of rock richer than anything yet discovered in the camp.