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March 30, 2014

Base Camp Leveled By Snow Storm


I crawled into the truck today about lunch time with a few things and just said fuck it all. I woke and was having coffee when all the crap hit the fan. It started with high winds that I expected, just not 60 mph wind. One minute I was tying an extra line on the tent to help hold it up and the next moment I had no tent standing. Everything inside was on the floor, busted bottles, spilt stuff everywhere, stove with leftovers on the floor scattered, the rain cover completely ripped off the tent, corners ripped where it was staked down and much more carnage. And all in an instant, total disbelief was all I had. What are you going to do besides cuss like a sailor?
Like I said, it is nice inside the truck. I am just going to forget it all till after the storm passes. Let me say this in natures defense, it is so damn beautiful when it snows in the mountains and being in it just to watch. Wow. There is a price to be paid if you choose to fight with Ma Nature.
I think I will find another campsite and try to sew and or repair the tent. I can’t afford another one right now if I don’t have to buy one. Wish I had a large tee-pee.
Oh well, it is what it is. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
Note: The big hump behind the truck is my “down tent” in the photo.





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Let me tell you about the truck, yes there is more. What do you expect, just the Topaz drama? So the other day when I took my road trip around the mountain I started noticing that I was loosing power and it was running slightly hotter than normal. Plus I was eating gas like fn crazy. After setting up camp I made a list of things I wanted to do with the truck, new plugs(I had them), tire rotation(I could do) and change oil(I had it and filters). I started with the plugs. They were burnt bad, melted electrodes, way too hot. As I was half way through with the plugs I accidentally bumped the distributer…….and damn thing moved?!?!?! WTF !!!! I could spin it like a top. Than God the damn bolt that holds it in place was still there if only barely. I couldn’t frigging believe it. All the money I had been wasting on gas on an “out of time” truck. So that just made me more pissed and curious about the truck. I found that the water hoses all had loose hose clamps and I had leaks in two places. WTF !!!! So I got the timing set manually by turning over the engine by hand. The truck has never ran this smooth since I got it. Just fucking pisses me off that I did not pay more attention. And it pisses me off that the asshole that worked on it didn’t do his fucking job. Now I got to go over the whole fucking truck with a fine tooth comb……..I just love my life. Huh ????!!!! LOL





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Chilling for a minute here. They have these big ass Crows out here. Lots of other birds too. They all live up in the top of the mountains where we can’t get and they have it made up there. Lots of caves and cubby holes to strut their stuff. I noticed the other day when the “crow” as they fly around, cause I hear them all the time. As they leave the mountain they take little dives to get down, straight for a bit and then a dive and a crow and so on until they reach ground zero. Then as they rise back up the crow the whole damn way and I got to tell you I can dig it. I huff and puff all the way up too and coming down is way cool too. Just saying….nature facts.





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A couple of notes before I go:
The cool radio station here is KSVC 103.7, Utah Talk. It is way cool check it out. Today is 1940’s radio talk shows. Right leaning, Glenn beck, Rush, and so on. Sundays is LDS day……go figure, Utah. But still a cool day to listen.
Second:
Where I am:
N 39, 42.2161
W 113, 4.7787
Cheers yawl……time for a toddy here.

March 25, 2014

WTF Was I Thinking or South Bound To Wah Wah

Going Back To Ohio..........not really, just doing the smart thing. I am looking for that little red cube, probably attached to a Topaz. That little red gem quality crystal we call "Red Emerald". And it aint here. I just want that one stone that will send me to the Bahamas on my sailboat.....and a little cash to spare. :) LOL
So it's back to Wah Wah.

Cheers !!!!

Plus, I like Cedar City.

March 23, 2014

"Oh, Happy Day" or Finally, Finally TOPAZ !!!

Preface:
Before I headed here while I was in Cedar City I got on line and read a couple of articles about the Thomas Range mountain area and the Topaz here. Yet when I arrived upon looking around I concluded that all the rocks I was looking at where people had been hammering and chipping away on them had to be the Rhyolite that I was looking for. After all Rhyolite can be many different colors or a mix of colors. I had already rock hounded four major areas and came away dry and empty handed. Having been here for days now I was really getting frustrated. I had jumped from rock formation to rock formation, from hill to hill, up each mountain side all in an attempt at finding what I was looking for and at the same time not really knowing what I was looking for as I had found nothing. My hands were beat to death from moving rocks and digging. What the hell was I doing wrong? Then yesterday the very second that I found my first Topaz I realized I had been wrong the whole time I had been looking. I was looking for the wrong rock. And in that second it struck me that if I had just did as the article I had read in Cedar City said I never would have wasted all this time. I am not saying that you should believe everything you read, but if you are reading for knowledge you should make an attempt to see if what you read is true. It is a part of becoming "informed", something Obama voters will NEVER understand. That article had told me that the Topaz I was looking at in that moment would be just like it was in my eye and just exactly the rock I would find it in. And I had pushed it aside, assuming that all the other people that had chipped away at those other rocks where right. I was wrong........just like everyone that voted for Obama. The difference between them and I is that I can admit my mistake and learn. They on the other hand never will.




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So I had spent most of the morning making another trip up the side of Topaz Mountain looking for something, what I didn't know. Topaz Mtn. is a limestone mountain unlike Antero in Colorado. The soil is soft and loose. I wanted to go higher thing I would find that allusive stone/stones. I had already fell three times and once had a boulder roll out from under me and almost crushing my leg. I had to scrape the flesh off my hand to avoid that. That is when I decided that any higher was foolish and headed down with all my tools and gear. I wasn't in any hurry. I was in a large canyon and eying everything as close as possible. Turning over rocks, busting open rocks. Trying to keep my spirits up and just keep looking. Suddenly I came upon a rock type that I had not seen before and someone had busted it all to hell. I had to stare in wonder why someone busted that rock up so much and then the sun and I were in concert and in the corner of my eye I saw it. WTF !!!! It was a Topaz!!! It almost took my breath away it was so damned pretty. The sun had bleached it clear from laying there. In that second I was looking at the "light grey rhyolite" (just as the article had said). I had been an idiot the whole time with all those other rocks. I was looking at my mistake and the best thing I had seen since leaving Savannah. It truly was beautiful. What a momentous moment in my journey. I was keeping that piece of rock with that clear Topaz....period. Within two hours I had uncovered three other small gas pockets and found some really nice colored Topez. Game On !!!
I was and am so excited even now. I came back to camp yesterday a different person. so much so that I actually raked out and cleaned up my area and yes.....celebratory drinks. :) LOL

This is the first Topaz that I spotted that opened my eyes:
Sun Bleached Topaz In Thomas Range Rhyolite





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This is another rock that I brought back so that I could show everyone what a "gas pocket" in Rhyolite looks like. The are very nice colorful Topaz. The color of the Topaz here on the Thomas Range are an "Amber" or brown tint that is particular to this area. I am just going to refer to them as "Amber". I like that .....reminds me of the marina in Savannah. :) LOL

Topaz in Gas Pocket Of The Thomas Range Rhyolite





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These are the Topaz that I found in about two hours after my enlightenment yesterday. The large one (most topaz in the Thomas Range are about 1 inch long) next to the dime is terminated and could be 2-3 hundred bucks. Most of the smaller pieces are appx. 20 bucks each. Of course I am looking for the big kahuna. :) Let me just say this about prices of Topaz...the Topaz still on the rock could actually be worth more that the pieces that I pictured. I also don't know how to clean them without damaging them. I need to read up on that.
This is my happy yell yawl........HELL YEAH !!!!!

My First Topaz




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My first true find filed away:
My First Topaz Finds Filed




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I found some nice bones on my "happy walk" down the mountain yesterday. I am pretty sure it is Antelope and pretty sure it was an old guy that just found a place to die. All of its teeth were really bad, showing age. And it looks like birds took care of the carcass as I found no teeth marks on any of the bones. Plus the whole skeleton was there. And it was all within a 20 yard area, liken to how birds would drag the pieces. It had been there at least a couple of years. Really nicely aged.

Cheers To All !!!

Bone Collector In The Thomas Range

The Fire Pit At Topaz Mountain

March 20, 2014

Topaz Mountain Home or Another Stop

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Good morning all. Thursday, March 20, 2014. Let me step back in time and with my notes just catch up on the events so far. Bear in mind I am going off notes over weeks and just hitting the highlights. In order to get the full effects of mountain life you have to be …in the mountains. Duh. LOL






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I had my first tire issues back in the Wah Wah Mountains. Not the tires themselves but the damn valve on one of the tires and also one thing I did not plan for. ( I now have spare valves, slime tire sealer and an air tank to pop the bead back on the rim should I have to replace a valve. I also had all the rubber valves replaced with metal, high pressure valves in Cedar City last week). I actually was able to fix the leak thanks to 3m’s “5200” marine sealer. What a great product, even in the mountains.
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I realized back in beaver county as I started going thru the spots on my pre-planned map two things. One, all my studying paid off and the locations were just about dead on. Two, and one thing that I did not plan on was that all of them already had mining claims made on them. That really sucked to realize that. Just that alone has magnified my task at hand ten fold. Now not only am I playing geologist that I am not, I also am tasked with finding never before know locations. It is what it is. And let me just go ahead and answer the million dollar fan question: No, I haven’t found anything that I came to find ….YET. And it only pisses me off and make me more determined to achieve results. That being said, there is a stopping point where I go to plan “B”. Lets hope I never make it there.





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So there I was, working a Rhyolite patch in the Wah Wahs. I had a hole about three feet around and three feet deep. The was lots of rock with crevices and pockets and I was carefully pulling rocks and checking out the holes between the rocks. I was in the zone, I don’t know what made me look but I just glanced over to the opposite side of the hole and holy shit there was a snake sticking its head out of one of the pockets between the rocks. I about pooped my pants. The snake died really fast and I took time to stand back and really re-think my tactics. I am not a snake aficionado by any stretch but come to find out the snakes in this part of the country are still in hibernation and the one I killed was non-venomous. It just got nosey at the wrong place and the wrong time. ( I have since upgraded my snake bite kit and seeked information on local snakes.)





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I had a dehydration event a couple of weeks ago that really frightened me and opened my eyes to the reality of not hydrating in the mountains. It is so easy to do when it is cool. But the dryness up here in the dry desert air can kill you quick if you don’t force drink every single day. It becomes religion. On a similar note I at a couple of hot dogs that had not been kept cool one night and in the middle of the night woke in a cold and hot sweat. It didn’t take long after I woke to realize I was about to loose all my stomach contents…it happened. When something like that happens to you that effects your health up here in the mountains it really drives home just how alone you are. It is not always a good feeling. Each step, each breath and each day is a conscious awareness likened to being in the middle of the ocean alone.





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For all you southern folk that plan to make a trip to the mid-west I have so very vital information I want to pass along to you. This is really important: Bring your own cornmeal for cornbread and your own grits. I you don’t you will starve out here. I don’t know how these folks survive. LOL

News Flash !!! I have not elevated to straight Whiskey for my healing potion. No more coke and ice. It sucks. But between that and the hiking and better eating I am dropping pounds and building up leg muscles. Getting better.





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I fashioned a spear out of some modern materials that I am really proud of and actually never leave camp without it. It is a great walking stick and great for the confidence also. The way I see it there is not an animal on the planet that has an objective of eating man. If anything it is just the opposite. As long as you don’t set yourself up as possible food, like leaving food out at camp or so on then you’re not going to be seen as food. So I have got over the whole “gun” wishing thing. My biggest enemy out here is the snake and other men. If the later ever threatened me up here you can bet I would not hesitate my first kill. Just saying.
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One more note and I will get to current events. I actually payed to get a tent site at a KOA campground the other day when I went into Cedar City for tire repairs. I got to tell you a shower after weeks without one is such a simple and pleasurable moment(S). I don’t think I have shed so much dirt at one time. It was great. I even got some laundry done and that was way overdue also.





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Ok, I am currently at Topaz Mountain, Utah. I am here for one Big reason, the state has set aside some very nice and well known Topaz areas for public “rock hounding”. I don’t have to worry about being on someone’s claim and I also want to learn what the hell I am doing. If I can’t crack the process here then I have a problem. So this is like a proving ground for me. One problem here that I have not had before is that it is still cold as a witch’s tit here. I woke up to 19 degrees yesterday, 21 degrees before I could find my camera for a photo for evidence. What was really weird as hell is that I was already acclimated to the low 30’s in the morning so it didn’t really bother me that much after it got to about 24 or so. You just ignore it as coffee waits for no one. LOL A couple of other things that are really cool about my new camp is that for the first time my TV actually gets channels, 52 of them actually. And I have a great phone signal should I actually get snake bit…..I might actually be able to get help. LOL





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So yesterday I actually started the process of getting my tools up the mountain. I took a while as I was digging and poking as I went. My camp is at 5500 feet. I think my tools are at about 6200 feet this morning. I am going to spend today getting them to the light grey Rhyolite area where I need to be. That is at about 6500 – 6700 feet. That may seem easy, try carrying 50 pounds of steel and misc.up that high and get back to me on it. Hopefully after today all I will be carrying is my back pack up and my walking stick/sword. My back pack inventory will be a nice first aid kit, rain jacket, a few survival tools, compass, GPS, cameras, phone, safety glasses, gloves, a few small digging tools, lunch and water. I think five bottles a day should work.
Well, I got to get at it so let me get this posted, eat and then hike.
Cheers yawl !!
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I have a new friend and he liked the juce of Chicken Noodle Soup. He gets my small scraps. He will be a fat prize for some snake. LOL
The Camp Watchman

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My new home:
The Topaz Mountain Camp

March 10, 2014

Bucking Up and Moving On

I have been watching the weather in Utah for a week or so now. As it stands the morning temps are on an average of 8 degrees cooler in the morning and the same in the afternoon. Screw it. It warms up quick in the mountains. Going to spend the day doing and neat and tidy re-loading and breaking camp. Will sleep in the truck tonight and head out early in the am. Next stop is significant stop will be St. George, Utah. I will regroup there for my trip into the mountains.
I hope to also find a hot spot in St. George so that I can post some videos that I have made.

It's time to make some money damit !!!

Cheers Yawl !!

(I found a virgin spot for "Apache Tears" yesterday in one of the most unusual spots...right on the top of a rolling hill while I was hunting for fire wood. When I say virgin I mean that I found a lot of "tool" size Obsidian all in one spot. Going to see how hard it is to fashion arrow heads one day when I have some time and I'm bored.)

March 09, 2014

"Apache Tears" or Wasting Time at Harden Cienega

So what do you do when your awakened at 4 am by the sound of an animal walking around outside of your tent? The distinctive sounds of an animal sniffing, its feet careful steps moving about. You can always lay still, maybe it would go away. Or you can be feed up with the intrusions like me and not want to be terrorized all the time. In that case, with knife and flare gun in hand you can just all of a sudden let out a loud ass cough, jump out of bed and turn on the bright LED light and let the shadows jump around on the tent walls. Then quiet as I stand still waiting on the growl…..nothing. I make coffee, keeping up the noise and turn on the lap top to the movie I didn’t finish watching, making as much noise as possible. Still hearing nothing I climb back in bed. At daylight I find what I think are coyote tracks. I had seen large cat tracks near the dirt tanks in the area. You can’t mistake those prints. Take my word for it.
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Update:
Left the other day and drove up the road 20 miles to Gleenwood, NM. Was going to try to get up in the mountains to the Mogollon area. As my luck would have it all roads going east over the mountains were closed off. Not finding anything else reachable in the area I came back to where I was at. But now it had a new visitor named “Hoss” (Evon Stanley), so I just said to hell with it and headed up to the top of the mountains. I had tried to reach the actual Mule Creek Vent once before, chickened out. To rough. This time I was determined for two reasons. One of them I had came all this way and read about it I was damn well going to at least see it. And that is all I did. I may have been able (if I wanted to take my life in my hands and possible fall to my death) to climb down to it in about 2-3 hours but the climb back up would have been an easy 8 hours in my condition and acclimation. I would have had to camped on the ledges, not able to tote that much weight yet. But I did get great pictures.
The other reason is I really don’t wont company, especially a Canadian that thinks his country is so damn nice that he couldn’t live there eight months out of the year. Really?!?! Sounds great to me…..not.

The Mule Creek Vent-e

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I have realized a flaw in my way of doing things. I can no longer waste gas joyriding. If I burn gas from now on it will be in a northwest direction only…towards the Wah Wah mountains. Period.
So to get where I am I had to transverse two areas that can only be had by 4x4 vehicles. One was pretty spooky, rock face slope only. So I don’t foresee any visitors, hell its been four days and only cows and birds and a prowler or two at night. This leads me to todays instructional. Pay attention class as there will be a test. LOL
Ok, if you enter these coordinates into Google Earth and hit enter it will zoom you across the country to where my camp is at. My gps accuracy was 150’ when I took the numbers. Hell you can probably even see the windmill and the dirt tanks here on the Harden Cienega ranch area. The dirt tank closest to the dirt road is where I saw the Cougar tracks. Here goes, underscore is a space: (n_33,_11.0088,_w_109,_0.2585)
Good luck and all passing grades get to go on the next field trip with me. LOL
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One really cool thing about this spot also is that I actually have a phone signal most of the time. It is only one or two bars but better than none.




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I have been messing around in the hill tops near camp here. I knew that there were some Obsidian ledges where I could find some “Apache Tears” up the ravine behind the dirt tank, but that area is also grown up with thick brush and hard to visibly see around you in spots. Something told me that was not a wise thing to do armed as I am. So I just stumbled onto a completely different location of Obsidian. I that that was cool as hell. Took some cool photos and took some samples and tagged them. I also go a couple of sample that had the “Apache Tears” still embedded into the Rhyolite base. They look really cool but they are fragile as hell. Hopefully they will survive to find a buyer.
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In closing here I want to mention the fire pit in the photos. I am quite proud of it. I wanted to be in this spot rather than in the ones up in the woods and shade. I have a 360 degree view here of anything that wants to approach. I took the truck and rode all over to get the rocks all of with are what are referred to as “Bombs”, shot out of the volcano and sitting on the hill sides. They are very porous with nooks and crannies. I filled a lot of the holes with “Apache Tears”. I also found some tin stove pipe pieces that had been rusting forever. All the “found stuff” is making a pretty cool fire pit. And it works good as hell too. No telling what it will look like by the time I leave.
Cheers yawl.
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March 06, 2014

Taking In Air or Bringing a Flare Gun To A Gunfight

3/3/14

Got up early after the trip to the hospital the day before. Made a big cup of coffee and drove to the top of the pass on SR 78 across the Arizona state line. It was a steep grade down the other side and opted not to climb back up. So I headed down to Cliff, NM. I had seen a laundry mat there a day earlier. Locked tight and looked like it had been for a while. No problem I was on a journey for water and gas. I didn’t won't to go back that way again. Plus I needed dish and shower water bad. All I had was drinking water. I gassed up and asked the lady at the counter if I could buy some water. She said just to tell the guy in the garage that she said ok and not to worry about it. I thanked here and popped the top of the roof storage. Filled the two five gallon tanks and the solar shower bag, about 13 gallons. I finished up and went back in and paid the lady $5 bucks for the water. If she only knew how much I needed it. The name of the store on 180 west is called “Chuck’s Folly”. Just a little hole in the wall that is one hot little place….the only gas for 20 miles south and about 50 north. And they sell bait and tackle and fix tires. Go figure…fix tires. I have been lucky so far as I went off road up to the Mule Creek Vent and back and the mountain roads are tough. I took it nice and easy.
I have to get back on a regular deit. I have gone 48 hours without eating and a lot of 24 hour stretches lately. My gut hurts as it is being forced to shrink. Got to get the calories balanced out a bit and regular. Been eating fruit snacks mostly. But always take my vitamins. LOL
Any way, got back today and did the GI camp set up thingy. All is spit shined and in it’s place. I even put a flag up and rounded up fire wood. Then took a hike a short bit down the road and grabbed a couple of rock samples to check out. I have lots of go just not enough air yet. But it is coming, I can feel it.
Going to kick back now and watch “Riddik”. I have to use the lap top for that but that is ok. Least power use.
Cheers Yawll.
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High Alert
3/4/14

So there I was about 6:30 am, standing by the fire in the wee hours of the morning. I had already made myself a large thermal mug of coffee and had plans to make breakfast early and try to do some hiking. The temperature was 36 and cold as hell. The fires was feeling pretty damn good. Al of a sudden I heard what was one loud ass howl. It could not be more than 3-5 thousand feet from me and just over the hill. For a split second it sounded like a bull elk. Then Three seconds later I heard what had to have been 6-8 large dogs, growling and sounding vicious like they were either ready to attack or had already attacked. I turned and hauled ass to the tent, zipped it up, slammed the back of the truck closed (food) and jumped into the cab with my coffee and the marine flare gun. My heart was racing. I knew any minute those bastards were going to be charging down the hill. I cracked the window just enough for the muzzle of the gun and just listened. WTF !!! It was silent. Dead silent. It was a total mystery. I just sat waiting to hear movement or something.
After thirty minutes I got out and paced the area, spotting every single inch of hillside and grasses, 360 degrees. I finally went and made a cup of fresh coffee and thought about breakfast…..fuck no! I wasn’t going to invite the bastards over with the smell of bacon. As of now I don’t know what the hell happened. It is a total mystery. I continues to pace and spot, manning the bridge so to speak. Was it an elk and they had stalked it? Or was it the Alpha male howling and deciding not to charge? I don’t have a frigging clue.
Finally about 9:30 I said to hell with it. I wasn’t going to run. I really would like to know if they are still out there? What they looked like? I made breakfast, bacon, pan cakes and fried eggs. One thing I did do different than normal, I set in the truck and ate my breakfast. And I may sleep in the truck tonight. I tell ya now, coming out here in the mountains without a gun was about the most hair brained thing I have done in a long as time. Duh??!?!?!
I did strap on the pack and hike around. Drove up the mountain a bit and looked around. Found this really cool rock in the volcanic formation. It was really weird on the inside. Had lots of quarts crystals inside…little bitty ones. That back pack is one heavy bastard. I might have to re-think that a bit….lighten up.
Getting cool. Later
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Last Day In The Mule Creek Area
3/5/14

Well the free ranging cows passed thru last evening. They were as weary of me as I am about anything that moves around here. You can tell they are wise to the way of the mountains, probably always on alert for wolves and cats. They made a wide skirt around my camp every watchful. I was glad they passed on by.
I have explored the area for about a five mile range and have not found the rock type that I am looking for, at least not where it is easily accessible . So I am going to move on up the valley twords a mountain town called Mogollon, NM. Actually, just slightly north of there on a forest service road. The elevation rises about 1000 ft compared to here but there is no need for me to be here if I can’t work.
Left some good smelling stuff out last night for animals. Obviously there are none around brave enough to check it out. So I am still at a loss for yesterday’s excitement. Sure wish I had a Winchester 30/30 lever action. I may have to work on that.
My plan is to break camp today while the tent is dry and sleep in the truck tonight so that I can get an early morning start. I’ll stop down the road and post this.
Cheers all!
The Road I Stay On-e


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The Final Camp at Mule Creek-e

March 03, 2014

Ground Zero or Kicking The Mule

Ground Zero of Kicking the mule

I finally made it, Mule Creek, NM. What a journey. New Orleans was by far the most ugliest city I passed through. For all the hype and bs of how “we will rebuild” was slobbered about, I don’t know where the money went (well yes I do) it sure is hell ain’t been spent on the rebuilding of the city. I can’t describe the scene that I saw except to say it looks pretty much like it did a couple of months after Katrina hit when I was there. But hey, you vote democrat pukes into government and you get lots of puke. Enough said.
Texas on the other hand brought back so many memories as I passed through the state. Stuff I never in my life thought that I would remember again. From the simplest of things like, “hey, I picnicked with the kids there”, to the more common…I use to drink there, or I lived there. And God what a big ass state, almost 900 miles across. I did just under 700 miles in one day, 3 am to 7 pm. West Texas is a place you probably would not want to be stranded in. I can be brutal any time of the year but it is so damn beautiful in its own way.
While I am on Texas let me just clear the air here of another bs line you may hear. You know the one that Glenn Beck talks about from time to time about how much work is available in west Texas, jobs galore. Bull Shit !!!! He is right about one thing there are oil wells being drilled everywhere, literally. Wind turbines as far as the eye can see are going up. But it only took one stop in Fort Stockton, what a shit hole, to see what kind of jobs were really available to be had. Every were you go or stop or shop there are nothing but Mexicans and wetbacks. Do you know how to spot a wet back failey easily? Just be an older white guy and walk into a croud of them. You will see eyes drop to the floor and people heading to the doors or other areas to get away. Frightened like they were on the way to jail. So don’t listen to the hype from anyone. You want to work in west Texas you will be competing with non-English speaking people that will work for almost nothing. Let me know how that works out fort you. Just saying.
Mule Creek is location number two out of two in the world where you can possible find the precious Red Emerald. The chances here are even far greater against you than the other spot. So why am I here? Because the weather here right now is pretty nice. Cold at night but very nice days. And I have about 3-4 weeks before the weather in Utah starts to get close to what it is here. So this my friends is ground zero. This is where I will get my prospecting legs so to speak. I also need to acclimate myself to the elevation and mountain hiking. Once I head off road here I don’t know when I will be posting again, so hang in there, if nothing else I will post when I head to Utah.
The truck has been a dream come true. She is overloaded and has been the whole way. I just haven’t stopped to downsize yet. Will be doing that soon. Other than that she has ran great. I didn’t change the clutch yet. Just said to hell with it and took the gamble. And believe it or not the clutch feels better now than when I started. I had a fuse blow on me and that was the only problem so far. The oil guage needle started dancing early on in the trip, that worried me a bit. So I stopped and got an oil pump and a sending unit to have onboard. I figured $50 and a roadside repair would be better than a $1000 towing bill. So far I haven’t messed with it. Just trucking on. The gas milage so far has averaged out at 13 mpg, not bad for the load I have..
Now all I have left to do is to stop and fill up all my gas cans, stock up on water and groceries and then I am off to meet the “crystal gods”.
More to come soon as possible. Cheers!!!!






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3-3-2014
Hello everyone. Sorry I have not got a chance to answer emails and calls. I told you I was going to be in no-mans land and that is the truth. Plus this week has been a hell of a week. The past two days have rained like hell. The same storm that dumped on California has dumped on the mountains of NM. I woke up yesterday to ¼ inch of ice on my solar panel. And I woke up to one hell of a burning in my wee-wee when I went to take my morning chores. And no, I have not found a loose Indian princess in the mountains. I ended up packing up everything (and what a pain in the ass that is) and driving all the way back to Silver City, NM to the hospital. Turned out that I have a bad urinary track infection. Fine time for that crap.
I haven’t had a lot of time to scratch around in the hills yet, though I do have some nice sites in mind. I guess you can say I have spent a lot of time having my system shocked to hell and back. Going from Sea Level to my current 6,000(appx) feet altitude is tough on a Georgia boy The first day here I could hardly take a 1000 foot walk before being out of breath. It sucked and I still haven’t acclimated yet. Taking it in slow paces. Hope by the end of this week to actually be able to strap some weight on my back and do some climbing. I have to be careful out here, it is just me against the elements right now.
Just so everyone knows, where I am base-camped I have no phone, no tv, no radio…nothing. I had to drive out this morning before I set my camp back up to find this signal and it is way up on the top of a mountain range overlooking what I think is “the Black Range” of NM. I am on the western side of the range and about two miles from the Arizona state line. It is appx. 9 miles from here to my camp. So don’t look for frequent post. But I will try to get back here next week if possible. I just hate leaving camp for too long.
One thing that really bugs me out here not having a fire arm. I only fear the mountain lion and human dick heads, so far I have seen neither. I also have to take care to keep my food locked up and away from my sleeping area……duh. So far no critters of any kind. Of course there are lots of free ranging cattle around here so the mountain lions should be happy.
Well got to get out of here and back into the hills. All is fine here so far and cheers to all.





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