Diary of a Gold Prospector

The spirit of the California gold rush permeates the early years of the American West. The river canyons literally echo with the cries of the 49ers, the crazily wonderful body of men and women who rushed to California to make their fortune. Evidence of their efforts abound. One cannot help but get caught up in a feverish energy that pervades your spirit. I am going to share my gold prospecting adventures with the hopes of inspiring a few readers to become "The New Gold Prospector"!

Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tofte Ranch

A beautiful, cool morning on Arlene's porch - coffee with the cows and geese. An uneventful drive though it seemed rather long! I'm sitting here looking at all the work needing to be done. I'm looking forward to this farm work almost as much as the gold prospecting. For this week, through July 4th, we'll stay here on the farm and put in some labor. It will give us time to get back in touch with Mother Earth - planting, weeding, mowing, etc.

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