This same concept is true of many of our modern-day rivers, and we have to find out where their gold originated if we can.

The nugget sat there in plain sight, though it was covered in dirt, while hundreds of people had passed that way every day.

My friend came walking in from the garage with what looked to me like a stick of dynamite. Chuckling, he said, “Have you ever been gold mining?”
In my head I was thinking, “Not at 3 am in the morning with dynamite.”