This is the last weekend for hunting and they were all crowding into all the campsites that we passed on the way home yesterday. This was on a thursday yet. No chance to find anything or a good place to park off the road with all the hunters out this weekend. Up in the 50's up here on the bench and you'd think it would be too warm to hunt. We figured it was definitely too warm to hunt down on the desert so we went down there today. Took a new road and wound up way out in the middle of nowhere right up to a damn fence so we never could get close to the hills we could see off in the distance. So much for exploring a new area. We decided to go on out to where we found the big smoky quartz crystals while we were in the area, and not waste a day as well as gas. Was up in the 70's down there and Phillip was in shorts as usual. Not me, the trees have to leaf out before it's warm enough for shorts for me. There are huge quartz fields out here and you have to really look for the crystals. I found a few and one was a perfect black, heavily etched and clear as can be. I found where there were huge pieces of crystals that the Indians had chipped on but couldn't find where they came from. So much erosion has taken place so hard to figure out. One can only go uphill from a find and hope you locate the pocket they came from. Much easier said than done with the ground literally covered with quartz. There are quite a few chips of different materials the Indians used and I found one perfect obsidian arrowhead. Phillip didn't find any cyrstals on his treck but he did find an outcrop of blue to grey and white agate that has a lacy pattern in it. The Indians must have loved it because there are chips of it all over.
Finished up the last of Phillip's Orange pie and now it's bedtime.
Granny
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