tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89331592024-03-13T07:31:31.136-07:00Diary of a Gold ProspectorThe 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"!The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-23853551423297557032012-04-20T20:00:00.000-07:002020-01-22T14:11:52.469-08:00<b><span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-size: small;"><span style="color: red;">***Please Note:</span> If you click on a link or click on one of our pages, you will have to click the back button to return to this page. That includes our photo albums.</span></b><br />
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<br />The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-37197093253471500852012-04-20T11:10:00.001-07:002020-01-22T11:30:56.220-08:00After The Winter PonderingsIt's been a looong winter here in Oregon. The grey skies and rainy days lend themselves to lots of armchair prospecting. As a result of one of their postings, I recently made a trip over to the coast around Brookings, Oregon. I sampled several beaches where the black sand was showing. I actually found some very fine gold almost everywhere I panned. I got lots of panning practice in as a result of all that black sand. I must get a fine gold recovery system, maybe a blue bowl? It felt a bit strange, panning for gold on the beach but it was a real hoot to see the tiny specks of gold showing up. Any day prospecting or any day at the beach is great so being able to combine the two was a fine day indeed.<br />
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We are pulling up stakes here in Sutherlin, Oregon come June. Just like the early miners, we're looking for richer diggins. We have been house sitters for three years in a row for these folks but they have decided to sell their place. It's just as well as we had decided to move on. We have followed our inner compass over all these past 30+ years so we'll moisten our finger, stick it up in the air and see what direction the wind is blowing.<br />
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The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-76555294271242751532012-03-02T16:51:00.000-08:002012-03-10T15:20:08.841-08:00Looking for the summerWell, I don't want to wish my life away but we are sure looking forward to the warm days of summer. We have finally gotten around to inputting our journal entries from last summer and the summer before. Last year our computer quit working and so we didn't have a way to work on this until we got back to Oregon and the year before we stayed too busy. We are determined to get this blog all caught up. We lost all of our photos from 2010 when our computer quit. Friends have retrieved some of the photos from email but alas, the others seem to be lost forever. Anyway, as we read through our notes it makes us yearn for those long, warm, summer days on the river somewhere. Oregon has long, gray winters, at least where we are. We only awoke to sun 4 days during the month of February. We are having a great time going through 30+ years of journals.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-90616555819495961322012-02-29T13:45:00.001-08:002012-03-06T11:33:58.688-08:00Early Days on the American River<b>Here is a story from one of our early adventures: Ever hear of the old adage, "Gold is where you find it?" Charlotte and I had been mining up and down the river and up and down Shirttail Creek in 1980 thru 1983 or so. We had found some decent gold, occasionally, extravagant gold. We had one and two ounce days. During those years, we had noticed several parties dredging around an enormous boulder at the mouth of Shirttail Creek. We had been having our success by using a grip hoist, a winch, that could pull 6 tons straight. We had lots of chain and cable chokers and had learned to tie onto boulders and either tow them out of our hole or at the very least, roll them out. We left the American River for a creek in the high country for three dredging seasons. Then we took an 18 month housesit in the Applegate area up near Colfax. We had kept in touch with our old friend Ron and had a little free time on our hands so we teamed up to take on the boulder project that you can watch below.</b><br />
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Tuesday, January 24, 2012<br />
Sutherlin, Oregon<br />
It is pouring down rain here today. My mind is dreaming of warm days on the river somewhere. We are headed to Port Townsend, Washington tomorrow to visit Jay and Mary Ann. Should I take my new <a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B005E8M8OO/ref=as_li_tf_til?tag=buildreatoge-20&camp=0&creative=0&linkCode=as1&creativeASIN=B005E8M8OO&adid=1HSZPS6GB3FB0DJXJZFN">Fisher Gold Bug Pro</a> metal detector with us so that we can do some treasure hunting? I was dreaming of beach combing in southern California this morning..... warm sandy beaches..... ahhhhhhhhh. I've been reading the History of Placer County and it always gets me going. I believe one could fiind some good gold up on the wild & scenic North Fork of the American. We used to find easy gold at the foot of the Booth Trail out of Iowa Hill.<br />
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Monday, June 20, 2011<br />
Sutherlin, Oregon<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> We are headed out for the long summer. We have to leave with camping gear and whatever we'll need for two months away. There is barely any room for my partner! Where will the trails lead us? What surprises await? It's vital to stay in the present. Today is the only real venue for our adventures. Yesterday is past and tomorrow isn't available. What does today hold? What treasure is waiting to be uncovered? This is where faith comes in. Fear always lurks in the shadows just looking for a chance to leap out and grab you. Faith is my shield because it trumps fear every time. Well, let's "head em up and move em out". Our first stop is Bullard's Beach in Bandon, Oregon. We are headed back to the "goldfields" of California by way of the Oregon coast. I want to try my Fisher Gold Bug Pro detector on the beach. That will be a whole new experience for me. <br />
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Thursday, June 23, 2011<br />
Sixes River Camp Oregon<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> It's overcast with peeks of sun but cold and breezy. Overall, a very nice dry camp right on the river. I'll crawl the creek today to check for the promise of gold. It was VERY noisy around here this morning so we slept in after all the racket subsided. Coffee mugs cupped in our hands for warmth. We are chasing the sun with our chairs. The sun feels great on my back. We are settling into the notion of down time. It feels good to sit and read or do crosswords with no agenda. We're camped at the old townsite of Summerville. No sign of any structures but a scattering of rose bushes, fruit trees and flowers. It's humbling to see how rapidly signs of human habitation can disappear. That gibes with my essay on the transitory nature of your human "being".<br />
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My essay on the transitory nature of your human "being"<br />
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I was thinking of this just a few weeks ago as I was writing in my morning journal.......<br />
The Brevity of Life.... my life span of 70+ years and counting are complete in my memory with the exceptions of the first couple of years and a few fragments since then. So looking back I can see the long trail that tells my story. On the other hand, my children didn't know me until they were born so there's a 22 year chunk of my life missing in their awareness, not to mention the 30+ years since they left home and began their own lives. So in their memories, my life spans about 20 years and even those years are incomplete because of my working hours and sleep. <br />
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Now I realize that is all normal but what struck me last night when we were reminiscing about Sherry's life (Sherry is Charlotte's younger sister that just passed on) was how little we are able to claim of her time on earth, how much of her story was missing for us. Then I backed it up a generation or two and realized that over time, our time on earth disappears. So that begs the question, what is left? "What's it all about, Alphie?" I believe we are incarnated to learn and create. Our interactions with others is part of that learning process; we learn from each other, they learn from us. The lessons are what lasts - the impact we have on each other, both "good or bad". So.... I'm comforted by the knowledge that our time is well spent and valuable, even when outward appearances don't seem to indicate that. <br />
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<b>Thursday, June 23, 2011</b><br />
<b>Sixes River Oregon</b><br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> It sure would be nice to have some sun and less wind. I see a little blue sky every now and then. Good morning God! Good morning angels! Good morning Sherry! I miss you so much. Larry says that he is going to put on his wet suit and and snipe his way up river......brrrrrrr. I think I'll just chase the sun. We keep moving trying to catch a little sun when it's not behind the clouds. We have a nice little camp here. The first thing we did when we arrived was make our little nest. There are a couple of other campers here but they are off prospecting, too. We haven't really talked to anyone. <br />
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<b>Saturday, June 25, 2011</b><br />
<b>Harris Beach State Park, Brookings Oregon</b><br />
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<b>Larry: </b>I should say SUNNY Harris Beach! This is a very full, very busy campground. It is quite a change from the Sixes. Our Sixes trek left us with wanting to return sometime. I made it quite a distance up the creek looking for bedrock. I actually found some gold in one crevice. I want to come back and explore a lot further up river. There were several people working into the bank and bucketing their gravel to river sluices. We never really talked to anyone. <br />
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We BBQed steak over coals last evening - baked a potato and had a salad. It was a nice evening of sitting around the fire. <br />
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I want to learn more about the gold in Oregon. I don't really know much about it but I know they found some big nuggets in southwest Oregon in the rush. We'll head up the Chetco River out of Brookings to do some exploring today. Then we are headed back to California to see if we can find our riches.<br />
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<b>Sunday, June 26, 2011</b><br />
<b>Harris Beach, Brookings, Oregon</b><br />
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<b>Larry: </b>Our trip up the Chetco River was a bust - blocked road, no bedrock and sooooo we came back and went to the harbor - Farmer's Market, beach time and a nice nap. There were some prospectors up the river though.... working piles of gravel. I want to do more research about the gold prospecting history of this area. Think I'll go do some beach detecting and see what I can find. It restores the soul to be near the ocean; rythmic waves, birds, smells and sweet downtime. We were awakened this morning by a raucous, cacaphony of crows! My heart is turning toward California and the gold country.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> This is a very crowded campground! We drove up the Chetco to where the road was closed - lots of gravel and very little bedrock but we hear there is lots of bedrock beyond where the road was closed. It sure looks like a nice river to float. We have fallen in love with Brookings. Went to a local hang out for breakfast and visited with several people. Went to the boardwalk at the harbor after we got back from the Chetco. Visited with Martin and Niki who were selling BBQ sauce that he makes at the Farmer's Market. Heard from several folks about the great fishing in this area........ ling cod, salmon and rock fish. Visited with a little veterans group at the market and then we went to the beach by the lighthouse and sat for hours. Drove back to the picnic area at Harris Beach and spent another couple of hours just watching the waves, the people and a fishing boat with divers. We are having a leisurely morning after all of yesterday's activities.<br />
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<b>Tuesday, June 28, 2011</b><br />
<b>Chicago Park, California</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> It is very pleasant on the front porch this morning. We had a very long day of driving yesterday - 470+ miles! It was too far for 1 day. We are back to help Arlene with garden and ranch chores. The gold this summer will determine if we return. We really want to spend our summers prospecting. There's plenty to do around the ranch so I'll be busy here for awhile. It seems a long time since we left Sutherlin - more than a week. This last week has been good for us though. Serious down time and serious beach time makes all seem well. Actually, everything is well.<br />
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Wednesday, June 29, 2011<br />
Toften Ranch<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Had a real rain storm yesterday! It's leftovers are cooling us this AM. However, it's supposed to be up in the 90's by this weekend. I planted 4 rows of sweet corn, a long row of cukes, peppers, asparagus and onions yesterday. It felt good digging in the dirt. I feel a bit lost here at Arlene's. No specific reason other than uncertainty about our summer - gold or no? how long we'll be here? where will we go and when? But that's the future and I need to stay out of it! "Today is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it. This is the day, this is the day that the Lord has made."<br />
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<b>Thursday, June 30, 2011</b><br />
<b>Grass Valley, McD's</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Meeting someone to sell some plates we brought south, then a little shopping and back to the ranch. I planted beans, melons and lots of beets yesterday. A cool day literally. Got two raised beds prepared for planting. Took Arlene to the airport last evening.<br />
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<b>Friday, July 1, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> I dripped the raised beds and the far garden, planted chard, beets and carrots in the raised beds, and golden hubbard squash in the far garden yesterday. And repaired garden drip lines. I think I'm all caught up! We got $20 for the plates, did some shopping and had lunch at Round Table. All in all, a busy day. Oh, I planted pickling cukes, too - two rows. I'm anxious to hit the river below Shirttail. Then a one day'er below Windy Point to see how our bodies hold up and perform. If either locale produces gold we can always return. Then a one day'er down into the wild and scenic either Pickering Bar or Mumford Bar.<br />
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<b>Friday, July 2, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Another glorious day on the farm. Hot sun, rich soil, plenty of water. With a small increase in my retirement income things are looking up but we are still short by a few hundred $$$ so come on gold. An ounce a day is all I ask. Actually, I'd be happy with 2 - 3 pwt a day - I'd be ecstatic at 10 pwt, I'd be ballistic at 1 oz. Then there is Hickory Farms this fall - what with me managing, we should be about to generate a bit more income.<br />
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<b>Charlotte: </b>My mind is going everywhere this morning..... Texas, prospecting, southern California, back to Oregon.<br />
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<b>Sunday, July 3, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Another beautiful day! Wow! All these days of sun are amazing! We are totally alone here this morning. The tenant stayed somewhere else last night. We reserved our train passage to Texas yesterday! August 21 to August 31, round trip from Irvine to Longview. Then we'll boot scoot back to Oregon in time for our 30th reservation in Brookings. Whew!<br />
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<b>Charlotte</b>: All alone this morning. I had a long night. I kept waking up thinking of Texas and Sherry and I was so sad. I thought of Larry and MJ and how time slips away without us hardly noticing. We just mark out time - day to day by staying busy. We made our train reservations yesterday. We leave for Texas August 21st - casting our fate to the Universe. I cleaned up the patio yesterday and weeded in the garden. We have been having some hot days. <br />
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<b>Monday, July 4, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Happy B Day America! We are enjoying another day being totally alone. We are enjoying our blessed solitude. We are such hermits at heart. I set sprinklers in the yard and planted radishes yesterday.<br />
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<b>Charlotte</b>: OK, when are we going to go prospecting? Discussed possible outings this morning. North Fork of the Middle Fork - Rainbow Bridge - Pennyweight Trail - Windy Point - Robinson Flat so we can hike into the canyon. Trying to figure out our plan for the summer.<br />
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<b>Tuesday, July 5, 2011</b><br />
<b> Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> What a concept? Wake up to sunshine every day! Last day alone - we pick up Arlene this evening. I'm a bit blue these days. The gardening work is satisfying but there just seems to be something missing this year. My heart is not in it for some reason. I'm grateful for our room and board for sure and for my physical ability to perform the chores around here. I enjoy hard labor.<br />
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<b>Charlotte</b>: We have put in some long days around here. We want Arlene to be really surprised with the progress. We have made good progress outside and inside. Welcome home Arlene! We are planning our first expedition.<br />
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<b>Wednesday, July 6, 2011</b><br />
<b>Sunny Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Got Arlene home. Just a bit over a month left here. My California gold rush will be abbreviated at best. I'm intimidated by the stark shift/reality between planning/dreaming about a gold outing and actually pulling it off. When I'm sitting in cool Sutherlin planning a hike down into the wild and scenic North Fork for instance, I'm sitting on the sofa, not climbing up and down cliffs in 100 degree temperatures with 50# on my back.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> My mind is busy with prospecting videos this morning - ideas for our website - dreams of gold - narrating our old stories. The ideas are coming so when are we going to follow through.<br />
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<b>Thursday, July 7, 2011</b><br />
<b>Sunny Colfax, McD's</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Headed for the river today. Check out the mouth of Shirttail and the bend below the bridge. Finished my garden gates and installed them. They look great. My hard work is paying off around the farm and my body. I'm tolerating the heat better and my waist line is shrinking. I had a vision of terracing into the bedrock just above where Bob and Hubert stuck it rich - we'll see!<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> It was really hot yesterday. It is good to be headed to the river. It feels like visiting an old friend.<br />
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<b>Friday, July 8, 2011</b><br />
<b>Sunny Grass Valley, McD's</b><br />
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<b>Larry</b>: Our river trip was a bust, gold wise, but we enjoyed ourselves anyway. Charlotte insisted on making some videos early in the day. I was deeply fatigued and it caught up with me after a dozen buckets or so of gravel hauling to the river box. Saw many rafters come through - the river is very high for this time of year. It was good to sit on coffee rock once more. I was a bit dismayed at my lack of stamina yesterday but then I'm not as fit as I should be for such physical exertion. You can see a video of our river adventure below. In retrospect I wish we had made a film at the end of the day to show our small take for all of our labor but we had lost our enthusiasm. It was good to get in the river and work for awhile but one always has high hopes.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> I am percolating but in the doldrum. We went down to the Yankee Jim Bridge yesterday and worked several buckets of gravel but only a little color. I had our new little flip camera and I was alread to film the great gold discovery but didn't even seem worth the effort after all of that work. I am beginning to wonder if we are "snake bit". We were pretty much worn out by lunch. Sat up on our landing for several hours and visited with folks; rafters, prospectors and people just driving through the back country.<br />
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<b>Saturday, July 9, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch, Sunny</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Preperation day for our next scootcher. Off to the gold country wherever we wind up. I am trying to combine my dream trips with reality. It's so easy to be bop down into the wild and scenic while I'm lounging on the sofa in Oregon. It's quite another to accomplish it in real time!<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Clear and cooler. We are off on another scootcher tomorrow. I am almost resistant to thinking about anything in depth. I am even having trouble wrapping my mind around what we need for these trips. Am I still in mourning for Sherry? Maybe it's a good thing - maybe it's healthy. Our computer won't turn work - it won't turn on. That was upsetting to me yesterday because of our first movie project. Is it all a state of mind?<br />
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<b>Sunday, July 10, 2011</b><br />
<b>Auburn McD's</b><br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Headed out on a gold mining expedition. It feels good to be headed to the woods. We have put in some long days at the ranch. We are both tired. We have accomplished a lot inside and outside. I am in an unusual place mentally. I am just here - I don't feel much about anything. I was feeling lost yesterday because of my limited access to a computer. I just don't feel very much enthusiasm for anything. Does this mean I am depressed? I can't wait to get to the woods and just sit there.<br />
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We have an exciting itinerary: Headed to Foresthill and then we'll take Mosquito Ridge Rd. down into the canyon. We are going to take a short detour to check out a creek on the back road to Michigan Bluff - we did pretty good there years ago. Then we'll head to Rainbow Bridge and hike into the North Fork of the Middle Fork of the American. Our plan is to camp at Talbot campground which is 5 miles beyond French Meadows. It it is full we may go back to one of the campgrounds on the lake. Our plan is to prospect there on Monday and then move up to Robinson Flat on Tuesday and Wednesday. Well, Larry is so anxious to get somewhere that he isn't even going to write this morning. Head em' up, move em' out!<br />
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<b>Monday, July 11, 2011 </b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch, Sunny</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Well, a 203 mile scootcher to no avail other than we got to explore new country and see and beautiful cinnamon bear. Drove up the back way to Michigan Bluff and couldn't find my gully. We were going to check out a gully where we found some pretty good gold back in the '80's. Things had grown over and didn't match our memory.<br />
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Then, the North Fork of the Middle Fork was crowded. It was really warm down at the Rainbow Bridge and so lots of folks were at the river. We could barely find a place to park - some folks looked like they were camped along the road. So, we drove on up to French Meadows and Talbot CG. We found a pretty good stash of firewood there so we loaded up but the river didn't have any bedrock showing and there were only camp spots right next to the river in dense trees. After seeing a large bear on the way in we decided that we would like to camp where we could hear and we wouldn't have been able to hear anything above the roar of the river. We have noticed that all of the metal bear boxes are very impressive in all of the campgrounds except this one. This campground doesn't have any bear boxes!<br />
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Charlotte had a great map so we decided to take the back way over the mountain to Robinson Flat since that was the shortest route. We drove and drove and then suddenly rounded a bend and we were stopped by a large snow drift in the road. Turned around and headed back down the mountain and back the way we came to French Meadows. Made it all the way back to the Robinson Flat turnoff on Mosquito Ridge Rd. and headed up over the mountain by that route. Again we drove and drove and just as we were about to top out..... you guessed it..... another big snow drift. We reluctantly began to get the message.... Robinson Flat was off the radar!? We finally tucked our tail and headed back to the barn. Stopped off in Foresthill to check on the road up the divide and they said it was impassable because of deep snow. We were greatly disappointed. Today, we are headed up to the Yuba country - Ram's Horn? Once more reality trumped our dreams.<br />
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I'm more rested today so that's good. The bear sighting was fun. A very healthy black (cinnamon) bear ran across the road right in front of us and then meandered into the woods. We stopped and frantically searched for the camera but only got glimpses through the heavy forest.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We never managed to get to Robinson Flat - July 10th and the road is still blocked by snow! We drove all day. We saw a lot of beautiful country though and a beautiful, fat cinnamon bear. They told us in Foresthill that there is still 3 ft. of snow at Sailor Flat.<br />
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<b>Tuesday, July 12, 2011</b><br />
<b>Yuba River</b><br />
<b>Sunny Union Flat CG</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> A great night of rest snuggled in our nest. C didn't sleep as well but I sure did. Coffee while watching the sun rise. Simple pleasures over time add up to a lfie time of joy and happiness. We'll scout out the North Fork of the Yuba today. If we find potential we'll stay til Thursday - otherwise we'll probably fold our tent and go back tomorrow.<br />
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Had fresh asparagus and beef stroganoff for dinner last evening - quite a feast! My over-riding challenge this summer is my residual fatigue. I suppose I could blame it on my age? or my lack of fitness? or?? I just wear out most quickly than usual. Charlotte keeps reminding me that I have just put in some pretty hard days around the ranch. Maybe I need a break for rest?<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We are here in this campground because this appears to be the only area on the rive that is not claimed up. This area is open for panning and sluicing. The river here is really rolling so it's quite loud. We sat like zombies after we first arrived - dozed in the warm afternoon shade after a lunch of sandwiches, chips and beer. It was several hours before we even got up to put up our tent. We took a short hike up the river but didn't see much potential. Had an early dinner and then sat around the fire..... ahhhhhhh, sitting around the fire is always really nice. We were in our tent before dark. Didn't sleep very well - achy arms and hot flashes. Our bed is really comfortable though and it smells really good in the forest. <br />
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<b>Wednesday, July 13, 2011</b><br />
<b>Sunny Convict Lake on the Yuba</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Stopped by Convict Lake on our way back to the ranch. Stopped and looked at Rams Horn - old deja vu memories of when me and some buddies spent a weekend gold prospecting there and found some good gold. What is the verdict? The North Fork of the Yuba is pretty much claimed up.<br />
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<b>Thursday, July 14, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry: </b>Back to the farm for a few days - regroup and try again. It's very peaceful here on the front porch in the early morning - a little mist on the pond, bird activity, singing red-winged blackbirds. Had a full moon last night and a pack of coyotes came right past the house yipping away. Where's the gold? I am truly blessed to have my health, my companion, my life. Thank You!<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> No real prospects on the Yuba so we came back to the ranch. We have 27 more days in northern California if you count today. We are going to work around here for a few days - mostly weeding. I am just here. Maybe that's a good thing since I have no apparent agenda. I must remind myself that gratitude raises our vibration. I am grateful for my companion. I am grateful for a really good night of sleep. I am grateful for this morning. I am grateful for the peace and quiet we have here in the country - most of the time - except for yipping coyotes. <br />
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<b>Friday, July 15, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Woke up to the familiar bellow of a new calf. Weeded the raised beds yesterday. I'll do more weeding today and build a gate for the far garden. Feels like we're just marking time here. It feels like it might be our last season here. And our last season in Sutherlin? I know that begs the question about where we'll be next summer but wait! that's a whole year away. Today is sufficient. Today I'm here, healthy and alive. I am grateful for my many blessings.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> A morning alone on the ranch. The grass is really greening up with all of Larry's watering. We worked in the flower beds yesterday and got quite a bit of weeding done. <br />
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<b>Monday, July 18, 2011</b><br />
<b>Colfax, McD's</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Not much to report for the last few days... just ranch work every day.... same old, same old. A beautiful day to prospect down at Yankee Jim's - it's cool and sunny - a good day to be alive - a good day to find some gold. Breath in, breath out, life is good. May the gold flow. <br />
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<b>Tuesday, July 19, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Well, another frustrating day on the river - at least gold wise. We must always remember that these outings, like life, aren't about the gold. With that perception in mind, we had a wonderful day. We creviced downstream from the bridge and found some fines. Then after lunch I suited up and crawled a section of Shirttail. I couldn't believe how VERY aerobic that is. I got as far at the house rock before I just gave out. I really expected to find some decent gold, too. We met a very interesting fellow at the bridge. He was camped out there with his grandson. Mark detects old tailing piles and had some great stories. He also had some very impressive gold to show for it. <br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We spent an enjoyable day on the river - a few specks of gold. We met some nice folks from Iowa Hill. They were rafting to Clementine. Good morning Sherry. We had a little ceremony for you at Shirttail yesterday - Shirttail was the first place we were ever all 3 together. If you are here I hope you were pleased. I miss you so. <br />
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<b>Wednesday, July 20, 2011</b><br />
<b>Colfax McD's</b><br />
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Larry: Go forth and find a slug of gold at the mouth of Shirttail! I have to admit to a certain level of discouragement. I'm not even wanting to write about this or think about it much any more. What will be, will be. What am I supposed to be learning from all of this?<br />
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<b>Thursday, July 21, 2011</b><br />
<b>Tofte Ranch</b><br />
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<b>Larry:</b> I hard day of feeding the river box at the mouth of Shirttail with very little to show for our efforts. I truly feel snake bit. I never really appreciated all of the gold we found down here in the early 80's. We just thought it was a common thing. I mean we would go days with very little gold but then we'd have a good day to make up for it. Nothing like this long dry spell. I can see the distinct possibility that we will never return to the Yankee Jim again - that yesterday was our swan song. I'm feeling more and more drawn to Oregon.<br />
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<b>Charlotte</b>: We worked hard yesterday and all we found were a few fines. Unbelievable! We were certainly blessed back in the day to find all of that gold! We cannot imagine how much dredging has gone on down at the bridge during the last 20 years?! I am really looking forward to our time alone on the train with nothing to do. <br />
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<b>Sunday, July 24, 2011</b><br />
<b>Auburn McD's </b><br />
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<b>Charlotte: </b>Spent most of yesterday at the Empire Mine baby sitting Jay and Mary Ann's little dog Ernie. It was really hot. We kept chasing the shade. Larry has a cold but we are headed to the mountains again tomorrow. He says he'd rather be camping and resting while he has a cold. It will be a good place to rest and be in nature.<br />
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<b>Tuesday, July 26, 2011</b><br />
<b> Robinson Flat</b><br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We arrived on Sunday to a campground full of search and rescue people. they pulled out in the early afternoon and we have had this whole campground to ourselves ever since. Larry has been resting in the tent and sitting a lot ever since we got here. I have been doing the chores and taking care of him. I was awake for several hours during the night with my night fears and thinking of Sherry. I finally went to sleep after the moon came up. We had a delicious dinner of potatoes and onions with salad and Hebrew National franks. I have taken several hikes up through the woods. There are still lots of big snow drifts here and there under the trees. I hiked up to the top of the ridge and could see down into the canyon to French Meadows. The wildflowers are beautiful. I have absolutely no projects or planned projects for maybe the first time in years. This morning I am just holding. <br />
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011<br />
Tuckaway Farm<br />
Yoncalla Oregon<br />
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There is fog in the valley this morning. We are spending a few days at Tuckaway. Our time here has been idyllic. I am sitting in the kitchen looking out the window at the barn and meadow. The other window is a kaleidoscope of birds at the feeder. A good bed, good food, good company, Good God! <br />
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We have been busy planning our scutcher for next week. Bullard's Bar Beach is our first stop and then we are headed down to the Sixes River for some gold prospecting. We'll get down to Tofte Ranch around the 25th. <br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>"This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls."</em></span><br />
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John Muir (1838 - 1914)<br />
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<br />The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-52163172103902067792011-06-12T17:28:00.000-07:002012-02-04T17:18:12.848-08:00Gold Bug Adventure<br />
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Had a great time yesterday. Headed up to Sweet Home, Oregon yesterday to get some experience with my new Fisher <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B005E8M8OO/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=buildreatoge-20&link_code=as3&camp=211189&creative=373489&creativeASIN=B005E8M8OO">Gold Bug Pro Metal Detector</a> . The folks that own the shop where I purchased it held a training up on a river - didn't know there was gold in that part of Oregon. I actually learned alot! It was pretty rugged country but beautiful - lots of trees and steep country. Seems like the best gold is always in steep country! It remined me alot of the California rivers - big gravel bars and all. <br />
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They hid a pile of coins in a field across from the river at the end of the day. I managed to recover $1.33 which was more than most of the folks. I was very happy with the performance of my detector. Now to get to some real treasure hunting in a week or so.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-36031992263556673352010-07-27T17:17:00.000-07:002012-03-10T15:21:21.600-08:00Tuesday, July 27, 2010<br />
High Sierra Camp<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> We mostly write in our journals in the morning with our coffee so we are recapping the day before. We spent a very enjoyable day at our old diggins. Actually, found 15 to 20 grains!ground sluicing a little spot. I don't have a scale so I don't know for sure. It's always fun to splash water up on the bank and then spot gold that has been washed out. Hey, it is just fun to actually see more than fines. Gold certainly tinges our experience up here. It's great anyway but it's always more fun to find gold.<br />
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We made a trail down to the creek from our original camp. I'm in awe of our physical abilities 28 years ago. I recall making several trips out of this very steep canyon with all of our mining gear before 8 - 9 AM! so that our friend Mickey wouldn't feel obligated to help. We raced up the mountain with loads! Lots of good memories up here - I cleaned out Jerry's boil hole yesterday - found one tiny piece. I cleaned out most of the holes I could find on that bank - not much. I creak and groan in the mornings but then after a cup of coffee, my muscles and joints get going. Is this what old age feels like or am I still out of shape? Probably a combination of both. I think I'll run the river box today - clean off some high gravel and a mystery boil hole or two.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Cool & clear. Finally got some sleep. I had a couple of dozes until it cooled off and then the moon rose. It's interesting - before I was afraid of a bear showing up and now I am afraid of the alarm going off. Thank you God that we have an alarm so we will have some warning if a bear does show up. We had a dinner of warmed over lasagna (heated in a skillet), avocado and onion. Have enjoyed a leisurely morning in camp - coffee, journals, reading from "In The Flow of Life", protein bars, apple and peanut butter, bathroom time and readied camp for the day. We covered the car with the big blue tarp, silver side out, so we wouldn't have to come back up at mid-day. It gets pretty hot around mid-day and that is when our car will be in the sun if we don't move it. It's in a great spot for morning shade and afternoon shade - it's only that mid-day sun.<br />
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The BIG news! We finally found some gold - small but never the less you can pick it up with your fingers. We hiked up to our old camp and then cleared as much of the old trail as we could find. It was pretty rough going in places but I am guessing it didn't take us more than two hours, but time can fool you up here. What I think I have discovered about us - WE THRIVE ON CHALLENGES. We get some pay off out of exertion - hard physical labor. We don't know how to do easy or maybe that just doesn't interest us at some level. Maybe we expect the rewards, like gold, to be hard and so it is? We don't expect to look down and find a nugget or find a boil hole with an ounce of gold. Have we really changed that much since we used to make our living from gold?<br />
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What are we getting out of putting ourselves to the test, all of this exertion? Well, we are certainly getting more fit but there is more - I have noticed that one of the favorite things that we say to each other is "Well, we did it!" climbing out of canyons, finishing a really long day at Hickory Farms or finishing a big project at the ranch - what is that about? What are we doing here? What are we doing in these mountains? What are we doing on this life journey of ours? It's so beautiful here.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-68540040907514524052010-07-26T18:11:00.000-07:002012-03-01T18:42:50.549-08:00Monday, July 26, 2010<br />
High Sierra Camp<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> A fairly restful night of sleep what with the sense of security that our bear alarm gave us. We also sat 4 glasses of ammonia out on our perimeter - something suggested in one of the brochures. Covering all bases as we have seen big bear sign. The skeeter population is diminished for some reason. We had the whole afternoon - evening to ourselves! The claim owner checked in on his way out of the canyon, headed home for a few days. He had found a nice pwt nugget. It gave us encouragement. I'm sitting here this morning thinking about Jerry's boil hole (my son found a goodly amount of gold in a boil hole years ago). I'd like to really check out that bank. C asked me last night if I actually enjoyed camping? What draws us to the woods? We relish the solitude up here. Being present with God in the form of the trees, the rocks, the water, the silence, the wild life (we saw a very healthy coyote last week), the birds, the night - stars and moon, being alone with each other. So, yes, I still enjoy our camping experiences. Although, we both agreed that a PU/camper combo would be sweet.<br />
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<strong>Charlotte:</strong> A cool clear morning. A long night. It was warm and I kept having hot flashes. We are all alone here. It is very pleasant this morning and there are very few mosquitoes. We went by way of Target yesterday on our way up here to get repellant. We forgot our glasses in the car and so asked a lady if she could read the ingredients since we were looking for eucalyptus Repel with Deet. She said this is so funny - you stop me to read a repellant container and I am a biologist and my specialty is mosquito control - Wow! Did researching repellants on and off all week bring us an expert? We were having a challenge deciding what was safe to use for long term. We got a whole education on repellants. Now we have something for our skin and something stronger for our clothes.Think of the odds of that happening? How many biologists specializing in mosquito control live in Placer County or Auburn? If we had been 15 minutes earlier or later? If we both hadn't left our glasses in the car? She asked if we just wanted to keep the mosquitoes from biting or did we not want to see any? We have been wearing long pants and long sleeve shirts but those little buggers can bite through.<br />
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Picked up groceries, got gas and had lunch at KFC with plenty left over for dinner last night. I think we got to camp by 2:30. We rested awhile before even starting to set up camp. I even took a nap in my lawn chair. It was especially warm for the high country. Thank goodness for the breeze. There were lots of military jets flying over. We wondered what was going on. We used the new high powered repellant on our clothes - no mosquitoes. We'll have to have more than this morning test. Wow! It sure is quiet this morning. We must take time to appreciate our environment and the gift of being here. <br />
<br />The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-62443241803739842042010-07-25T18:01:00.000-07:002012-03-01T18:11:26.953-08:00Sunday, July 25, 2010<br />
Tofte Ranch<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Headed back to the high country this week. We have a handy - dandy bear alarm from Alaska. I intend to crawl a lot of the creek and detect the high banks. Take it easy and listen for nudges. We got a big shot in the arm as my back disability payments from the VA for hearing loss finally came through. It takes a little of the pressure off about having to find gold. I want to enjoy the camping experience, sit and read, be present. It surely feels great to have some money in the bank. It gives me a sense of peace about finding gold or not. I've spent a good week here on the farm. The gardens are virtually weed-free and growing dramatically. It soothes my spirit to grow things and I love the ascetics of orderly rows free of weeds. Today is for packing up and driving up to the high country after a leisurely morning.<br />
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<b>Charlotte</b>: A morning with clouds but they are going away pretty fast. It is supposed to be 94 in Colfax today. A week of camping in the Sierras - easy - be still and listen - we will have some still time this week. Gold prospecting - hobby or vocation? We are making no predictions about the gold this week. We have certainly found lots of gold in this creek years ago.... but maybe it has really been worked in the meantime? I'd like to go work in our old diggins. I am ready to hit the road. Let's get packed up and go.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-43696759204306407492010-07-24T17:16:00.000-07:002012-03-01T18:01:02.454-08:00Saturday, July 24, 2010<br />
Tofte Ranch<br />
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<strong>Larry:</strong> Yesterday was a rare day of not checking in with my journal. We arose early yesterday morning and left for Shirttail. Hiked almost up to Indian and spent the day sniping. We had to take our boots off and roll up our pants to cross the creek. All of 3 grains! There is tons of very fine gold and lots of black sand on the bedrock but it would take some kind of concentrator to work it. It was a really hot day but I was in the water. Charlotte panned but spent time in the shade often.<br />
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What happened on the way back to the bridge is another story and very important lesson learned. I know now it was because we didn't drink enough water. It was really hot but there was a breeze. I spent most of the time in my wetsuit in the water so when we got ready to head back we didn't fill the empty water bottle which meant we only had half a bottle between us. I hoisted my heavy pack and headed up the the very steep trail to join the main trail. It was really hot when you got up in the trees away from the river. I got really winded. About 1/3 of the way back, I totally lost it. I had to sit down. I was dizzy, couldn't seem to catch my breath, nauseous and had no strength. C was rightly worried and persuaded me to let her take the pack - I'd guess 50 pounds worth. To my amazement and tinged with guilt, she hauled it all the way to Shirttail. She just sucked it up and did it even though she was nauseous, too. She finally told me she couldn't stop with me any more because she had to keep going - she couldn't sit down and rest anyway with the pack on and her legs were going to give out if she didn't get going. She said she'd come back for me after she dropped the pack off. I limped along behind her, resting often. I wasn't too far behind her and as soon as I got to Shirttail I broke out our filter pump and got us some water to drink. The only shade we could find was below a blackberry bush and it was boiling hot in the sun. We think we were both suffering from heat exhaustion. We had only taken 2 bottles of water with us - big mistake! We should have refilled our water bottles at the river before we started back! I am very proud of my wife. I could not have made it back with my pack. <br />
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<strong>Charlotte:</strong> What to say about yesterday? Our most difficult hike, ever, mentally and physically. Thank goodness it wasn't any longer than it was. We arrived by 8 AM and after a short break headed up river. It was already pretty warm on the trail and there were those pesky "no see ums", flies that swarm around your eyes. We found a steep trail down to the river just beyond Salvation Creek. Larry didn't drink much water all day because he was in the water and he said he wasn't thirsty - big mistake! The other mistake - never, never be without water on the trail. We didn't fill our water bottles before leaving the river to head back. DUMB! What were we thinking?<br />
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Larry was in trouble almost immediately after we had climbed back up to the main trail. He kept having to stop to rest - not like him. This trail has lots of climbs and descents and he was having to stop about every 100 feet. I got sick to my stomach pretty fast after we were back up on the trail and there was no access to water until we got back to Shirttail. About half way out - although at the time I thought we were closer - I got really worried about Larry. He insisted I wouldn't be able to carry his pack but I insisted that I try. Once I stood up with it on my back I knew I couldn't sit down again. It was all I could do to stand up. It was all my legs wanted to do to carry it up and down the hills on the way back. Larry kept needing to stop to rest. I finally said I had to go on or I wouldn't make it. I told him I would go as fast as I could and come back for him. I couldn't go very fast because I didn't want to lose my footing and fall off the trail.... pretty steep down to the river. Thank goodness Larry wasn't too far behind me. After we got some water and rested for awhile we felt quite a bit better. We took our boots off and crossed the creek and found some good shade on the other side where we rested some more. Larry was actually able to haul the pack from Shirttail back up to the car. Thanks goodness.... because my legs were so shaky I don't know if I could have made it. We had a large jug of water in the car and one ice cold beer. We sipped the water and shared the beer. We revived fairly well, which was surprising, and headed back to the ranch. What is the lesson? Drink lots of water on hot days even if you don't feel thirsty.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-78610058510973744252010-07-22T17:11:00.000-07:002012-03-01T17:54:53.452-08:00Thursday, July 22, 2010<br />
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<strong>Larry:</strong> Another day on the farm. I have almost completed enclosing the back yard - fenced off from deer at last. I'll wind it up today. It was a project that was long overdue. I plan on resting part of the day because I want to be up for a day at the river tomorrow. I want to hike upriver toward Salvation Creek and do some serious sniping.<br />
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<strong>Charlotte:</strong> Larry hopes to finish the fence by noon so that he can rest up for our trip to the river. He has really been working hard around here. I want to start packing for another trip to the high country. We are planning to leave here around 6 AM tomorrow.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-38237594240234465502010-07-21T15:08:00.000-07:002012-03-02T17:16:40.471-08:00Wednesday, July 21, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> The ole body creaks and groans in the morning. This farm work is good for developing new muscles. Now we must adapt a winter fitness plan to stay in shape. I'm just now beginning to get into the flow of choosing each day's activities. My energy level is improving as well as my stamina. I suppose at 70, I'll have to work a little longer to recoup my strength? My problem is that mentally, I don't feel that old. As a result, I don't have as much patience with myself as I should. Perhaps, I expect too much from my body? <br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Clear and cool. Larry worked on fencing almost all day yesterday. I weeded the onions. We are alone on the porch with our coffee and bird sounds. Another long night for me. We are very grateful to have our own room out in the new addition. It was warm even with the fan but also I think I am sore and every time I move, it hurts. We are spending more time on the ranch than we intended but the fence was one of the big projects for this summer. Larry said he was doing great when I went out to check on him but it seems mighty hot to be digging post holes and mixing cement. He ran out of paint yesterday so he says he'll take it easier today once he finishes his fence project.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-6246262535298576872010-07-20T14:28:00.000-07:002012-03-02T17:16:30.536-08:00Tuesday, July 20, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Deer raided Arlene's back yard night before last so we geared up - bought supplies and I proceeded to deer-proof the back yard. It has really been hot here these last few days. Set 4 posts yesterday and got the fence rolled out and just attached so the deer can't get in. Today, I'll mount the gates, paint the fence and set T-posts. Always lots to do here but I feel good when I can contribute. Plus it must be getting me fit! Good thing we decided to stay here this week. <br />
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<b>Larry:</b> My Favorite Bend-Over<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> It is a beautiful morning on the porch. I weeded onions yesterday while Larry built fence. I actually enjoy weeding except when it's so hot. My feet actually burned while I was weeding yesterday from the sun shining on my shoes. I hardly ever make it out to the "far garden". I usually just work in the garden by the house. I am longing for more time alone. I guess I could be alone in "our room". Thank you God for our own room and shower. I ordered the bear alarm yesterday.</div>
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<b>Larry:</b> Thank goodness it is cooler this AM. It has really been HOT! the last few days. A cool morning on the porch with coffee. Breath in, breath out, life is good. <br />
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<strong>Charlotte:</strong> Monday morning on the ranch. We are going to work around here this week with a couple of day trips to the river. It is 10 degrees cooler this morning. I am sitting here this morning rehearsing the future.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-13372719501162378182010-07-17T13:05:00.000-07:002012-03-01T13:07:19.207-08:00<br />
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Saturday, July 17, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b>
Back at the farm. A week out but it feels good to be back "home". I'd
like to stay here for a few days - lick my wounds, re-new my outlook,
catch up around here, etc. <br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> On the
way back we stopped in Foresthill at the Forest Service. They gave us a
sheet on bears. Seems there have been some problem bears at the
campgrounds in the high country. When I mentioned at the store where we
had been camping the guy asked if we had been up to feed the bears - not
exactly comforting words. I must check into the bear alarm! <br />
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we made a sad trip up to Elizabethtown, the Pappa cabin and then to
Iowa Hill. I guess one just can't go back. It was 97 in the shade on the
porch at the Pappa cabin. It didn't look like anyone had been there in a
long time. Someone has claims on our old camping spot at Elizabethtown.
We both got emotional over the changes. We agreed that we don't want to
do any dry land camping in this kind of heat.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-35593791486908389852010-07-16T13:04:00.000-07:002012-03-01T16:51:09.059-08:00<br />
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Friday, July 16, 2010<br />
High Country Camp<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Our last morning up here for awhile. It's been an interesting week: lots of physical challenges, not only getting up and down to the creek but then hiking the creek itself. C took us on a hike down the creek to our early diggins. I didn't believe we could make it. She hatched a plan in the night to put on our river shoes so that we could wade the creek if we had to and we climbed, waded and crawled our way over boulders and we made it!! Then we clambored out of the canyon up our old trail - sort of. The gold is non-existent for us this week. But we have discovered (re-discovered) something more valuable - time in the woods, facing our challenges, spending quality time with each other in solitude. I realized too that this summer isn't about any one week or one destination or for that matter, any particular result. It's about learning to listen to Spirit, learning how to live in the flow, unlearning our old patterns of lack and fear. <br />
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The gold is actually incidental to the success of our summer. A pileated woodpecker is announcing his presence this morning! I'm not sure what to think about this creek - gold wise. I would readily come back up here to camp and I'd still like to do some creek crawling but I wouldn't come up here specifically for gold. I'm thinking we are destined to find our gold somewhere else?<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Cool with a few clouds and mosquitoes. Finally a night of sleep! We moved our camp yesterday after we climbed out of the canyon. Larry was not too enthusiastic but I persisted. It only took about 30 minutes. We moved into the open area where we had our camper years ago. We had a much bigger view, a level bed and more time without mosquitoes. We sat, drank wine and discussed our week, relatively, mosquito free until they finally found us. We took an exploratory jaunt down the creek yesterday - climbing, wading, crawling over boulders. I was determined that we would make it to our old diggins and WE DID IT! I was determined NOT to retrace our steps. It only took about 3 hours. The hike out of the canyon was very strenuous but we are finally getting our mountain goat legs. We located some of the old trail - it had really sluffed away over the last 20+ years. I don't think it would take too much work to make it usable again. We may consider that as a possibility. A few clouds moving over this morning and it is humid.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-6263894344091232192010-07-15T13:00:00.000-07:002020-01-22T11:53:05.151-08:00Thursday, July 15, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Still no gold! Where are we missing it or how? C seems to think that it's coming in from below us for the most part and I tend to agree. I'd still like to take a run down stream to check it out. But last night, we both asked, if we had $5000 in the bank, would we care about the gold? Can we be satisfied with our wilderness experience without gold? What is the allure of gold? It can't be in the possession of it because we turn around and sell it. So, is it the monetary value? Partly. I believe it's mostly in the searching and finding something of value that we can then sell for money.... very much like hunting for wild mushrooms. If I found a pile of gold coins, I'd admire them for awhile but then I'd either sell them or keep them as an investment. Somehow, we need the challenge of the search in order to enjoy our pursuits.<br />
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Roughing it involves challenges - giving up the ease and comfort of a home. How rough must it have been for the early miners? How about the first mountain men blazing trails west, Lewis & Clark? Have we improved ourselves by technology, by providing luxurious shelter and conveniences? Are we primitive beings by nature, needing nature to nurture us? I feel different out here in the woods. I'm more in tune with my authentic self - though that may just be the solitude. I'm more present - in the now. We'll forge ahead today, seeking that elusive golden treasure. We intend to break camp tomorrow morning and go out the back way - out through Iowa Hill - look in at Elizabethtown - try to plan our next week's activities.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> Another long night for me. A tree fell in the night and made a loud noise and Larry didn't budge - he didn't even hear it - man the mosquitoes are out in force this morning. After the tree fell I was wide awake for hours listening for bears. I only saw one shooting star, no satellites and no planes but we have certainly seen 1000's of mosquitoes since we arrived. <br />
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The gold continues to elude us. What is that about? Being in the flow - having access to all? I don't know that we can create gold in the creek but I do believe that we can be led to the gold - we can find the gold by listening - some part of us knows where the gold is in this creek. <br />
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What is my fear about in the night? In a vehicle I would feel safe. There must have literally been 1000's of backpackers sleeping in tents in bear country last night. How may of them were attacked or eaten? I'll check that out when we get back to the ranch. When we get back I'm going to check out the bear alarm I saw in the mining magazine. Is it a basic fear of the dark? <br />
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This "vision quest" of ours - this adventure is really teaching us to be present - it demands it - the mosquitoes, the search for gold, the lumps under my bed, listening for bears, my fear of the dark, tuning into the sights and sounds, observing our thoughts and reactions to situations.<br />
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I love certain aspects of this experience - right here, right now; the quiet, except for the bird sounds, the distant sound of the creek, the smell of the forest air, just an occasional bandit now, being all alone (we are all alone since the claim owner left last evening and although he is camped way down the road from us we felt we weren't totally alone until he left). I would like a comfortable sleeping place; no lumps under the bed, no sloping bed that we slide down all night and I'd like to be out in the open instead of in the thick grove of trees and bushes, a good mosquito repellent would be nice, peace about sleeping in the forest and lots of gold.<br />
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Good morning God. Where is the gold? Thank you for this time in this beautiful, quiet, peaceful place.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-9863687118815760482010-07-14T17:35:00.000-07:002012-03-01T13:25:52.811-08:00Wednesday, July 14, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> We put up our tent yesterday due to the mosquitoes. Consequently, I had a delicious night of rest last night. They tend to dampen our outdoor experience. The gold continues to elude us?! Have we lost our edge, our swing? I can tend to get discouraged in the night after a hard day of prospecting and crawling the creek but then I'm reminded of how stingy this creek can seem and then she rewards those who persevere.<br />
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Also, on a bigger scale, I must continue to embrace the experience, the adventure, the journey.... and not make this all about the gold - 3 oz. would be sweet but so was lying in bed this morning watching the sun light up the western ridge - 3 oz. would be so satisfying but so was sipping wine while watching the sun slide down the far ridge - 3 oz. would be delicious but so was our camp-out meal last night - corn chips covered in chili and topped with onions and cheese with avocado on the side. <br />
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We have discovered a new recreational activity up here. It is great for a couple but I can see it being even more fun for a group. It requires one to be fully present and totally focused on your partner. You look into your partner's eyes and study their features - their cheeks, their mouth, their ears, their hair - and then..... you strike at them! Very softly but firmly, as you dispense with a hungry, sucking mosquito, all the while carrying on a lively conversation such as, "I got him" or "Darn I missed him" or if you're really good, " I got two"! Charlotte needs some more practice in the "softly" department. She strikes with a little too much enthusiasm but they never get away. I've decided to call this game Skeeter Skidadle!<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We slept in this morning - 7:00 at least. I have finished my morning rituals; teeth, deodorant, face, pee - I try to put off serious bathroom time until it's urgent. I only want to bare my backside to the mosquitoes for any length of time once a day. It was wonderful to have the tent up last night. If we are vigilant coming and going we only let an occasional bandit in. We could sleep with our heads and arms out. Larry announced this morning that he had a delicious night of sleep. I had a delicious night awake. I spent the night listening for animals sounds, especially bears, watched for satellites and shooting stars and thought of the fairy tale about a pea under the mattress as there was something very hard right under my backside. <br />
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The mosquitoes are swarming this morning. We don our foreign legion caps and long sleeved shirts, morning and evening, for protection. We have a good 2 hours in the evening and 1+ hours in the morning of swarming. We head right to bed after supper clean-up so we can get in the tent. We rehash our day and rehearse our future and then settle down to be present and read awhile.<br />
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What about the gold? What are we learning from this experience? Where is the gold? It seems like we should know where it is? Are we not listening? Are we being led somewhere else?<br />
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We were camped out at Elizabethtown 13 years ago. We feel pretty good about how we have organized to camp out of our car. Setting up the tent was a big improvement. Sit with the questions and listen. Ego wants to keep us busy working hard, doubting and fearing. Spirit wants us to be still and listen - easy, fun, peaceful.... why are we here? We have been having some wonderful time for journaling, reading, talking and being quiet in the morning. <br />
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I hiked out of the canyon twice yesterday and Larry hiked in and out three times. We are getting in shape! We come up to camp for lunch to check things and move our car so that it will stay in the shade during the day. So far, our ice is lasting very well.<br />
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> Had our first cup of coffee looking up at the sunlit ridge across the canyon. Lots to report - top of the list was last night's onslaught of mosquitoes! Pretty intense for a couple of hours plus our Cutter's doesn't seem to be working. We had a pleasant evening in spite of the bugs though. A large shrimp salad made camping a treat - a bed of lettuce, onions, celery and tomatoes, topped with boiled egg, avocado, shrimp and dressing. Our bedroom choice is outstanding. We have three layers of cushion and it was almost as good as any mattress we've slept in. Sleeping out under the stars is such a departure for most of us. We sleep in an enclosed room - maybe a window open but looking up at a blank ceiling. Under the stars is a much more primitive style. Periodically, I awoke during the night to look up at a new star pattern and just laid there and felt entertained. I've decided that the night time fear of the dark, "what if" bear, etc. is mostly a state of mind. Once I placed my security with God, I slept soundly. I must admit though that the talk this morning of a camper hit a chord with me - sitting - mosquito free - having our coffee, sleeping without covering our heads, etc. I intend to work through my attachment to soft living.<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> 6:45 AM - clear and coolish - Our biggest challenge so far are the mosquitoes - clouds of them. They are not as bad as Sutter's By Pass or Milsap Bar but they are bad enough. I stayed fairly warm last night because until the middle of the night we had to sleep with our heads under the covers because of the mosquitoes. I awoke often but went back to sleep farly quickly. Our bed was pretty comfortable. The first sunlight hits the distant ridge about 6. That is when we climbed out of bed. We really want our own high country claims. The claim owner came by for another visit just before we hit the sack last night. He seems lonely. I have made it through my series of morning constitutions. With such a small camping table there are challenges but we are making it work. So far the mosquitoes have not been bad this morning - yet. We go in search of our fortune today. What can we do about the mosquitoes. I guess I spoke too soon. As the morning is warming up they are moving in looking for blood. There are a few clouds drifting over.<br />
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<b>LATER</b> - We have decided to set our tent up. It will keep the mosquitoes at bay tonight and if it rains we are ready! You know the mosquitoes are bad when you get multiple targets with each smack. Thank goodness we can actually get into the tent and get away from them.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-51632331193242285632010-07-12T12:05:00.000-07:002012-03-01T12:33:20.763-08:00Monday, July 12, 2010<br />
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<b>Larry: </b>On our way to the high country! At last! We are full of optimism about this week in the mountains. We are intrepid gold prospectors - searching for our El Dorado. <br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> It's a beautiful morning! It's been almost a year since we have been in Auburn. I am getting antsy to get up the road but looking forward to morning coffee. What surprises and adventures does this day hold? The theme for our lives right now seems to be "unknowns".<br />
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<b>Larry:</b> We were able to drive into our old camping spot. Hiked down to the creek with the claim owner and scoped out the possibilities. Spent most of the afternoon sitting with the trees and chasing the shade. It feels good to be here once again. I must admit a certain amount of yearning for the comforts that a house offers but that is the old man in me - the fearful, comfort seeker. What about the intrepid adventurer? I must re-awaken him and put him in charge. I know we'll have a wonderful time up here. The claim owner seems pretty laid back about our presence. We offered him 20% of what we find, which is what we paid the old claim owner when we were up here years ago. Now we just have to find the gold!<br />
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<b>Charlotte:</b> We hiked pretty far down the old road when we first got here. It was warm and sticky but the forest is beautiful and it smells so good here. It was an interesting trip through time. We left Auburn by 9. The fragrance of Mountain Misery lay heavy in the air as we made our way to Foresthill. We took time for some photos in Foresthill and then headed down into the north fork of the middle fork of the American River. We stopped briefly at Rainbow Bridge. It was a much longer climb out of the canyon than we remembered. We topped out just past the Big Trees turnoff at about 6000 ft. After our hike down into the canyon on the old road we took time to just sit for awhile and then decided to go look for a camp spot. We found a vehicle but couldn't find anyone around so we got out our lawn chairs and sat for a bit. Pretty soon the claim owner came walking down the road. He had been putting up claim markers. He showed us a trail, that was pretty hard to find. He built it down to the creek last year. Our bodies moaned and groaned about the hike and the altitude as we tried to keep up with him. He is obviously in better shape than we are. <br />
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After he left we continued our search for a camp spot. We finally settled on a shady spot up from the flat where we had our camper years ago. Our fire ring on the flat and our fire ring on the upper landing are still there after all these years. We are really enjoying the blessed quiet - the sound of the distant creek, wind in the tall conifers, bird sounds and some very high jets flying over. It is already 6 PM! Where has this day gone? We have cleared an area up in the trees for our bed and gathered fir and cedar bows to make it softer. We have decided to sleep under the stars tonight. There is a small stream coming off of the slope just down the road and Larry has already hiked down there to fill water bottles. It looks like it will be a go for us to spend the summer here.The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933159.post-75568339373769504842010-07-11T12:03:00.000-07:002012-03-01T13:15:10.689-08:00Sunday, July 11, 2010<br />
Tofte Ranch<br />
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Larry: Yesterday a great hot July day was had by all - weeded and mowed.<br />
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Charlotte: Sunny and clear. We worked really hard around here yesterday. It was really hot. We head to the high country tomorrow. I found some really interesting historical information online. I really think we are going to come home with gold this week. Lots of unknowns on my mind today.... how far will we be able to drive in on the old road? Where will we camp? How will we get down to the creek?The Hero's Journeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393397651406629689noreply@blogger.com