December 31, 2006

Rich Hill Claims Produce Ounce plus Placer Nugget

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My hunting partner Laszlo just got back from a Saturday hunt at the 24K Gold Hunters Claims on Rich Hill. He was lucky enough to score a couple of nice smaller nuggets in an area where they are doing some nice pushes. (A push is when they scrape off a layer of dirt to expose deeper targets).

Luckier than Laszlo was a gent just 50 ft away that scored a 1 and a 1/2 to 2 ounce placer nugget.

It just goes to show that Rich Hill continues to produce large placer nuggets again and again and with the pushes that the 24K Club is doing, it may well be worth it to join the club.

December 29, 2006

A Hero Lost

Filed under: Ramblin's of the 29 Prospector — 29 Prospector @ 7:05 pm
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I know that this is a little off beat from the norm for me but this involves family. The letter below is from a Mother who has to face the death of her oldest Son(19) who lost his life in Iraq. I’m not going to get into the right/wrong of the war. What I hope this letter does is wake up some of us oldtimers and help us see that a whole new generation is willing to fight for freedom. This young man was family to us. His mother and Grandparents have been friends for 40 years or more. Any death is hard to take, but for me this was like losing a Son.

Thanks for the rant

Hi…I can’t remember if I wrote back to you or not…everything is a huge, horrible blur…

Thank you for writing to me…so many people that I don’t know have written, sent food, cards…it is all so sweet…reaching out to me in this time of deep pain and unbelief.
I saw my Seth yesterday.  I didn’t know it was going to be an option, given the nature of the accident he was in…so I had resigned myself to the fact that that wasn’t an option…then yesterday the funeral director called me and told me that I could come spend some time with my boy.  It felt like my heart was getting crushed all over again as I dealt with the feelings and thoughts that accompany an invitation like that…
All the way to the funeral home, and all the way up the aisle…I was SURE that when I looked in the face of the soldier lying in that casket, I would see that this was a mistake…that I could finally wake up…but I couldn’t wake up…
It was my Seth.  The freckles, his handsome, strong face, his nose that looks like mine….I wept.  How could this be true?  He looked so still.  Like him, but not like him.  I wanted to hold him, to warm him…but I couldn’t…it was very, very sad…my heart that had broken so many times that week, broke again.
He was all dressed in his uniform, all his badges and medals in perfect place…a beret on his bandaged, shaved head, white gloves on his hands, gun-metal casket with the American Flag draped over it and neatly folded back…oh he was so handsome, so strong…and I was so proud.
There is no sacrifice greater than that of a life.  There is no greater loss than that of a life.  There is nothing that makes one more proud than that of one’s life…the spectrum of emotion swings wide from one side to the other…from incredible sorrow to immense pride.
I had the privilege to be this brave young mans mom…to hold him and love him and teach him to walk and read, to teach him to love learning and to be curious about life and things…to have a heart of compassion and love people…it was my privilege to be part of that with him.  He was a fine big brother…they all were rough and tumble together…challenging each other to be better than each other and themselves.  He was a fine friend…as I’ve seen thru this last week…I think I’ve become mom to about 20 more kiddos, and they have been there everyday…especially 3 of them…
Today there will be a ceremony honoring him and his life…with pictures and music that reflect the many memories we all have of him…I know there will be tears everywhere…the presentation is wonderful…I had the honor of looking at it yesterday…it captures my angel so, so well…
Until I see you all again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the prayers, love and support…you have all shown amazing compassion to my boys and I…
Hold each other extra tight, see something wonderful in those you love, tell them about it…be safe and know that I love you all.
Anna
May he now rest in peace……………..and watch over his younger brothers

December 27, 2006

Ah, the joy of prospecting

Filed under: Ramblin's of the 29 Prospector — 29 Prospector @ 5:55 am
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Well things have been busy and down right hectic for me. Friends lose their Grandson in Iraq, wife’s Aunt died and one of her cousin’s is on life support in the hospital, add to that our kids and grandkids are on the east coast. So Christmas this year was a bit different. We went to Fullerton, Ca., to spend Christmas with my wife’s other cousin who just got a cancer free report on the 22nd. To all the friends and workers at the Slide Bar, thanks for making Christmas eve a time to reflect.

Now to the good stuff. Doc and I went out Thurs. the 21st to the mine to make sure it was still there. We opened up 2 new areas and both look promising. It was cold and the wind was blowing, but just getting back out there and digging was what I needed.

These first 2 pictures are of Doc and the OK faultline. One shows him sitting on it and the other is a somewhat closeup.

Doc sitting on the fault.jpg Fault line(1).jpg

The next 3 pictures are of the new bedrock ares that we started working on. One is Doc’s new diggins and two are of my new start.

Docs new hole.jpg New bedrock(1).jpg New bedrock(2).jpg

December 18, 2006

Franconia Outting………..WOW

Filed under: Ramblin's of the 29 Prospector — 29 Prospector @ 9:22 pm
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Well my body healed enough for me to make the Franconia Outting. I finally got to meet alot of people that I talk with on the net. The outting was great, the food was outstanding and as always Rick’s Chili was a hit. Had to sleep in the back of my truck which is usually no problem but my ribs were not happy with me.

I Didn’t get a chance to go out and do any hunting in the morning. All those young bucks, there ready to go at sunrise. Me, it takes 2 hours to convince the old bones that I should be out of bed.

It was good staying in camp for me. It gave me the time to collect my thoughts and rethink my work habits on the claim. I was able to go beeping out from camp aways, and that allowed me to see how my GB2 handles AZ soil. Not much different then here in 29. It seemed a little hotter but the GB2 handled well.

I left late Saturday afternoon, due to very bad weather here at home. All in all I had a ball at the outting.

No gold was found but alot of meteorites. Rick(azdigger) from Kingman got his first one, 102 grams.

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