Its getting light at 5:30 now and they are playing Boston's "rock and roll band" on the radio every 15minutes, so I guess its officially Summer!
Beautiful morning, drizzling damp and warmish, no wind, was going to water hunt, took the 70 to a decent gold bearing chip totter to warm up my ears and wait for good light...hot spots picked clean by some other SOB besides myself!...So as is my custom, I swung the main open areas away from the toys, hoping for a missed target...got a foil/tab signal! kicked the chips and exposed this![attachment 313245 may16-15-3.jpg] In the gloam of the predawn, highlighted against the rotting chips, as I picked it up, I thought exactly this: "Take that! you butterfly chasing lepidopterist, scrapbooking, Buster Brown, beanie baby collector, Yogi bear blueberry pancake eating, golf ball washing, silver finding SOB'ing, birdwatcher, Jimtn!" (I dont know where that all came from, but it flowed nicely, and felt really good!)
WooHoo! Three cheers and a Bengal Tiger for me! Heavy gold! Sounded right and felt right! Back to Rosie for my readers, searching mightily for a stamp or hallmark to no avail... Slap me silly! A FAKE!
So disgusted, kept punching totters anyway! The really hard to hunt gravel ones. Any and all that I have found gold at in the past...pics of heavy kid spoor and garbage signaling Moms present.....[attachment 313246 may16-15-1.jpg][attachment 313247 may16-15-2.jpg] [attachment 313248 may16-15-4.jpg]while Rosie waited patiently..
Thats a lot of freaking cremesicles and left behind coats I figured, had to be some sort of loot!...heavy kid spoor like this generally means a decent totter stuffed with clad or something...dreaded the thought of wadering up and into the Big Lake, or even worse, going home.....So I just drove around listening to Boston, drinking coffee, smoking, and punching totters and home shortly after 9am with this stuff...[attachment 313249 may16-15.jpg] I may sell this chain at the garage sale and get maybe 5 bucks, or perhaps toss it out on a heavily hunted beach right under the volleyball nets and give somebody else a short thrill? Is that wrong? I dont know...my moral compass is skewing all over the place and cannot be trusted ...I sure hate fake chain wearing, coat shedding, cremesicle sucking, totlot trotting, Bugs Bunny, Elmer Fudd, Tennessee Tuxedo trouser trout! I'm losing my mind here!..I need some gold!...'Rock and Roll band, everybodys waitin', getting crazy anticipatin', love and music, play, play, play! Yeah yeah!..Ahhhh, those were the good years before I discovered this strangely addictive sport, gas was cheap, and things were simple!.... Looking at the shot, I got quite a few nickels though, so I was on target, that has to count for something right?
Mud
Beautiful morning, drizzling damp and warmish, no wind, was going to water hunt, took the 70 to a decent gold bearing chip totter to warm up my ears and wait for good light...hot spots picked clean by some other SOB besides myself!...So as is my custom, I swung the main open areas away from the toys, hoping for a missed target...got a foil/tab signal! kicked the chips and exposed this![attachment 313245 may16-15-3.jpg] In the gloam of the predawn, highlighted against the rotting chips, as I picked it up, I thought exactly this: "Take that! you butterfly chasing lepidopterist, scrapbooking, Buster Brown, beanie baby collector, Yogi bear blueberry pancake eating, golf ball washing, silver finding SOB'ing, birdwatcher, Jimtn!" (I dont know where that all came from, but it flowed nicely, and felt really good!)
WooHoo! Three cheers and a Bengal Tiger for me! Heavy gold! Sounded right and felt right! Back to Rosie for my readers, searching mightily for a stamp or hallmark to no avail... Slap me silly! A FAKE!
So disgusted, kept punching totters anyway! The really hard to hunt gravel ones. Any and all that I have found gold at in the past...pics of heavy kid spoor and garbage signaling Moms present.....[attachment 313246 may16-15-1.jpg][attachment 313247 may16-15-2.jpg] [attachment 313248 may16-15-4.jpg]while Rosie waited patiently..
Thats a lot of freaking cremesicles and left behind coats I figured, had to be some sort of loot!...heavy kid spoor like this generally means a decent totter stuffed with clad or something...dreaded the thought of wadering up and into the Big Lake, or even worse, going home.....So I just drove around listening to Boston, drinking coffee, smoking, and punching totters and home shortly after 9am with this stuff...[attachment 313249 may16-15.jpg] I may sell this chain at the garage sale and get maybe 5 bucks, or perhaps toss it out on a heavily hunted beach right under the volleyball nets and give somebody else a short thrill? Is that wrong? I dont know...my moral compass is skewing all over the place and cannot be trusted ...I sure hate fake chain wearing, coat shedding, cremesicle sucking, totlot trotting, Bugs Bunny, Elmer Fudd, Tennessee Tuxedo trouser trout! I'm losing my mind here!..I need some gold!...'Rock and Roll band, everybodys waitin', getting crazy anticipatin', love and music, play, play, play! Yeah yeah!..Ahhhh, those were the good years before I discovered this strangely addictive sport, gas was cheap, and things were simple!.... Looking at the shot, I got quite a few nickels though, so I was on target, that has to count for something right?
Mud