Well, I managed to squeek in a hunt this past Sunday. I lost a lot of sleep over it and got behind at work but as usual, it was well worth it. We decided to head up to a mine that we had found earlier and see if we could score some gold. Rod brought his Whites GMT along with the GPX to see what we could find in the dump and below. When we got there, Laszlo went up to see the mine, I went to check out the wash above and Rod set to work with the GMT on the dump. It didn’t take long to sift through the trash and score a nice little specie attached to pure white bull quartz. Score!

We set out soon after to try and gain foot access to an area we have been planning to explore. A long uphill hike gave us a great view but based on the time, we decided to look but not touch and leave it for another day. It would have been hell getting out of that spot once we were tired and ready to leave. So, we headed back down to where we came from. Rod and I got in a little bit of a foot race to a place called Bastard wash. I got the great head start but tuckered out and worked trash below the mine. Rod passed me up and headed into the evil tangle of Bastard wash, a catclaw infested hellhole of a place where only real men dare to go and only few return.

About an hour later, he returned with a couple of nice nugs but he had broken a part of his headphone setup and had to quit. He told me where he had gone and I went packing up there to clean house. Too bad for Rod, he surely would have scored about 100 ounces if it hadn’t broken. Unfortunately, I lost the game of life due to my crappy, outdated SD2100 which couldn’t find gold if Laszlo put his .357 up to my temple. lol. I got the skunk. So did Laszlo. All in all, it was a great day. Good friends, gold, hardrock sampling with some color and the best weather you could ask for. I’m looking forward to getting out again.