Hello Family & Friends,
OK, this will be a post about Found, Lost & Found and Lost & Found -- you'll understand this much better as you continue reading -- I will throw in a pic or two but for the most part this is a reading story, need a beverage and I guarantee some smiles along the way.
Tale of the Found, Lost, Found Gold:
When we were in Colorado prospecting for gold, we would spend a day having Brad metal detect the creek bed, aka wash or where ever we were looking. Darrel would try his hand with Brad's extra detector and Mickey (the Midas gal in the group) and Susan would look for good areas and use our pinpointers to sniff out the gold in the dirt (Mickey does this really well). Anyway, as we worked the wash, Brad found some zip, zips (this is the sound the detector makes) and bits and pieces of gold. These treasures go into a specimen bottle and are stored in his vest pocket. We walked the wash for several hours and at the end of the day, we headed back to the Jeep and stowed the gear.
We then headed to the mine a few miles away (I have a previous
blog with the mine pics) and after we headed back to the jeep, Brad looked in his vest pocket and couldn't find the bottle. We headed back to the dry wash (around 4pm so daylight was limited) and looked and rewalked the wash, didn't find the bottle. We headed home, pretty disappointed. You've worked so hard to find the darn stuff, and then to drop or misplace the bottle was just down right heart breaking.
The next morning, Brad asked if we wanted to go back to see if we could find it with better light. We packed a lunch and headed out. After arriving back at the sight, gearing up and heading out, I was kicking around by where we parked the Jeep the previous day and saw the glint of gold and/or glass bottle and hollered out, Found it!!! We joked and called that the Found, Lost, Found Gold!!! Whew, it was a great feeling to get that back in Brad's possession.
Tale of the Lost & Found Camera:
If you read my previous post, this story will be the happy ending. Bob showed up at 7:50am on Monday (1/21) and we headed back to round mountain to the wash to see if by any chance we would find my camera I dropped or misplaced on Sunday. We all were pretty somber and thought it was pretty much a snowball's chance in Hell to find it. Bob figured our best chance was early. It took about 30 mins. to get back to our location I could last remember using it.
As we swung around the curve, Bob hollers out, there it is! I had put it back in the case as I always do, and it way lying right there in the middle of the wash. Fortunately, nobody had passed that way after us or if they did, didn't recognize it for a camera case. It was cold but turned right on and worked perfectly!
The sun was up and finally coming down into the wash
Cactus on the mountain in the sunlight
The spot Bob found the camera on the ground
Bob, Ruger and Susan at the camera found site (Darrel's taking the pic)
Yes, it was a chilly morning and the wind was blowing
A few more pics of Round Mountain Day 1 and Day 2 : )
Further down the wash we go
Darrel and Ruger, visiting the bush (if you know what I mean)
Ruger loves to run!!!
Bob and Ruger out looking for rocks!
So I hope you've enjoyed the Tales of losing and finding! It was such luck that both items were found and it reminds us to Pay Attention to what we are doing in the moment (which I will definitely be more attentive of my camera's whereabouts!)
Until the next post, sending love and well wishes your way,
S & D