The Mother Lode attracted the ‘49ers to the Sierra Nevada and before the first gold panner could say “Sutter’s Mill,” he was joined by a rascally mob of crooks, claim jumpers, con artists, horse thieves, cutpurses and murderers. They seemed to gather around the shantytown of Dry Diggin’s. The miners didn’t have much patience with being relieved of their gold and they didn’t have time to build prisons or courtrooms, but they had time to build scaffolds. Within a year or so the El Dorado County village in the center of the gold country was renamed Hangtown. By 1854, in what was then the third largest town in the state, the local temperance league and the churches convinced the folks to pick the more respectable name Placerville.
Main Street in Placerville looks about the same as it did in 1860. The county courthouse, the storefronts, and the Cary House Hotel built in 1857 are still the original brick and wooden buildings.
The focal point of the hotel’s narrow lobby of the hotel is the Chickering Square Grand Piano brought all the way from Boston in 1876. The two passenger, hundred-year-old elevator is creaky, but works. Rooms are almost 1900s authentic. Bathrooms are 1950s style. We were given a space heater to overcome the November chill. The “Continental” breakfast is meager, but the hotel is inexpensive and right in the middle of town.
If you’re looking for modern comfort, forget it, but if you’re in the mood for a step back in time, it’s fun.
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