Prospecting & Detecting
The next morning, I retrieved the compressor and again attacked the sticky head bolt. As if by magic (and some applied physics) the head bolt sighed and finally broke loose.
On the day prior to Mother’s Day I was able to get out and spend a few hours prospecting. I wanted to try some new settings on my detector, and I had a place in mind to do that.
…for a few hours, we fervently dug for gold. After we did a cleanup, I couldn’t believe the amount we got.
When we got set up and I started to swing the coil over a small mound, I got a good signal, faint but repeatable.
I cleared the connector by poking a small Phillips screwdriver through it. To ensure the bore was clean, I dunked the connector into some water and then blew it clean with my shop air compressor.
I have a bunch of ideas about what to do in the near term and then other thoughts about what things might look like a few months from now when I hope the situation will look a lot better.
This second trip down was a challenge. It started in Colfax on the Stevens Trail, where the distance to the river is four miles with an elevation drop of about 1,000 feet.
Many miners know that lead is very commonly associated with silver values, but the truth is that it is also associated with gold values in many locations as well.
BLM stated we had 30 days to amend our claim so that it fit within one 40-acre square or we would forfeit the claim.
I looked over and saw Ben on his knees, digging at the edge of the Manzanitas, almost underneath them. I thought back to the previous weekend when we were planning this trip—that day had been a “Ben day.”
If Epd is larger, then the compressor will be spinning faster than the manufacturer’s maximum specified RPM and might destroy itself. If this happens, then the compressor again might not produce enough air to support a diver. Neither is a desired outcome.
The first time I found gold in the creek here is when I decided to try a new place to drywash on a hill not far from the dirt path I was on.
After finding little specks and occasionally little nuggets all season, I had finally reached something economical and interesting! This had never happened before along the Pellice Valley in Italy.
Every time we prospected here we found gold, sometimes some really coarse flakes, but no large nuggets (yet).