My neighbor needed to get to Harrisburg to turn heat on in his father's vacant house and I needed coal. We borrowed a friend's dump and rode out together. After taking care of business in Harrisburg we decided to compare my Garmin to his iPhone for directions to the mine. Both devices choked badly and got us lost. Neither of us had seen our toys behave so erratically and we attributed it to the rays emanated by large coal deposits. At least we knew we were close. After we arrived at the sacred ground and weighed in, we bellied up the bar and ordered 12 scoops of chocolate nut. The dump tolerated the load very well during the ride home. The tarp performed flawlessly being held down by logs and a heavy wooden palate. Lo-tech is often the best.
Here are some images and a vid of us loading up at the breaker: <removed dead link>
Many thanks to Coal Berner who two years ago met me and my sister in Mt. Carmel and led me us the mine for our first trip. This is the best coal I've ever burned.