I got started on the way out of town. I always did like the drive over Lookout pass. I decided to stop at the top for a break. Walked around a bit then sat down on a bench for a short while to enjoy the morning sun and the fresh air. I wasn't in that big a hurry. All at once a big beautiful, German Shepard dog came running up to me dragging a leash. She stopped in front of me and put her paw upon my knee. I reached out and petted her and said," What a beautiful lady you are., Where did you come from." I looked up about that time and saw a young woman looking for the dog. She spotted her over by me and came running. She said, " There you are you bad dog," as she shook her finger at her. She said, "I hope she isn't bothering you, I stopped to get a rock out of my shoe and the next thing she was gone." I laughed and patted the dog some more. I said , She is a beautiful lady, what is her name?" " That's it .' "she said. " Lady' . I petted Lady again and asked if she was on vacation. She replied, " No, she lived in Spokane with her Father and they were going to Billings, MT . to spend a few weeks with her Mother, before she started college." . She wanted to be a nurse. She asked if I was on vacation to which I said," not really, I'm on my way to a new job." " Doing what", she asked? " Well truth be known, I'm going to be a prospector." "Wow", " That sounds interesting, oops, there's Dad waving to me, gotta go.. Come on now Lady," she said as she ran away. " cute kid," I said to myself.
Back on the road again, I slid a disc into the player and was singing along with the Confederate Railroad. , who needed a little time out for bad behaviour. I finally got to the right exit, went into the tiny town and saw the sign showing the way to Blue Mountain. 5 miles it read.
The road left town and went up a short hill then out onto a broad valley. Looks like all ranch land. . Road ran along side a creek for a ways then up another rise. Way up the valley I could see the mountains. Darned if they didn't look a bit blur. Must be from all the blue spruce trees growing there. Down out of the side valleys were long broad mounds of glacial debris
Around a short bend, there it was. The big town of Blue Mountain. Population 753. Looked like about 6 or 7 businesses. I passed a building with 2 old gas pumps, a mercantile, post office combined. I saw a barber shop, beauty shop, gift shop combo as well. A cafe crowded in there between it and a parking lot. Most of these buildings were up on high foundations, and most were on the same side of the street. Had an old fashioned covered boardwalk along in front of them. I spotted the Blue Mountain Mining Company building. I parked, climbed the 3 steps to the boardwalk and went to the door. A screen door mind you. Guess they don't have air conditioning. Went inside and was greeted with a, "Hi there Sonny. Just in time. Just got here a while ago myself." He was sitting there by a table over in an alcove, with two other people. " Come on in and meet Darcie and Stan Edwards. They run this place." " Hello there Sonny, pleased to meet you", said Stan. " Glad to meet you too. but names Joe," I said as I smiled at Jeb. Darcie said, glad you could come ..Err Joe. Jeb here has been telling us all about you." "He tell you I'm gold?'. "Matter of fact he did mention it," Darcie said as she smiled at Jeb. After introductions were over, I looked at Jeb and Said, " Blue Mountain Mining company is a sand and gravel business?" "Ah, no Sonny. It is owned by the mining company but is a separate business, I'll tell you all about it later."
A burly guy burst in the back door, another screen door as well. " Howdy folks!" he exclaimed.
" Load me up again there Darcie., looks like I will be hauling all day.." " what about the other guys Keith," she asked? "They will be hauling ballast from the blast pit today." Darcie entered some info on the computer. The printer buzzed and clicked and Darcie handed him some papers. "So long folks" he said as he went out the back door .
I must have looked as puzzled as I felt, because she said, " there is a huge parking lot out back for trucks. She no more than got back to the table than another dude popped in. Darcie went to the computer and said, " What can I do for you today Jim?" "Well Darlin, you can give me ten bags of your black sand and two bags of your pea size crushed white quartz." Printer hummed and spit out a paper she handed him. " See ya later Darlin" then he was out the door.
"Black sand," I said. " what on earth would anyone want with black sand?" Darcie said, " He uses it to make pure black mortar you can't get with regular sand, even with black dye. That will turn a dark grey." She had to answer the phone and Jeb , Stan and I talked about my being a prospector. Darcie went out the back door and a while later she came in with a big tray, covered with a big checkered cloth. Pulled it off to reveal plates with huge roast beef sandwiches made with home made bread and a pile of thin sliced roast beef that smelled heavenly. I almost drooled. I think my stomach thought my throat had been cut, I felt that hungry, smelling those sandwiches. Darcie said, ' I know I should have asked you what you wanted to eat but never knew a man who didn't like roast beef." " Oh! this is fantastic. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I smelled them." I looked over at Jeb wondering how he would manage this. He reached in a pocket and pulled out some false teeth and clamped them in his mouth. "don't look at me like that, that pocket is just for teeth." And he went clack, clack. There were cups of horseradish sauce and a chef sauce Darcie said was spicy, but the horseradish sauce was hot. I lifted the top slice of bread and drizzled on some horseradish sauce. The beef was so juicy I could hear my arteries clogging up. Man this is the best sandwich I'd had in a long time. and Darcie wasn't kidding when she said the sauce was hot. I wondered if smoke was coming out of my ears. But it was so good. There was a plate of french fries and I used my fork to snare a few.
A bit later, I said, " did you know he carries a rodent in his pocket?" Darcie laughed and said< "You met Chester then I take it?" "Yeah! Quit unexpectedly I must say." I told her how and then Jeb told them about Tabitha the shriek and we all had a good laugh. Darcie pulled out another dish with paper plated turned upside down on it. Off came the plates to reveal a fresh peach pie she cut into four pieces and placed on plates and gave us each one. Pie and more coffee and I was ready to burst. Jeb rose and went into a door across the room. Stan said, "So you are going to be a prospector huh?" "Yeah! That is the plan." "Well you won't find a better partner, Joe." Jeb came out and had a tooth pick in his mouth, minus the teeth. " You might wan't to take a trip back there before we get the show on the road." He was right, I did.
Jeb and I said our thank you's and we all shook hands. Stan said, " Good luck there prospector" as we went out the door
To be continued..
Saturday, July 29, 2017
Saturday, July 22, 2017
Monday, July 17, 2017
So you want to e a prospector. Part 4
Montana! I looked at the card again closer. Benjamin Jones, It read. " You're Benjamin Jones,' I asked. "Yep, but only my sainted mother called me Benjamin," he said as he tapped the card with the stem of his pipe. " everyone else calls me Jeb." " Where in the blazes is Blue Mountain, Montana," I asked? " Bout a 4 hour drive from here, Sonny. You take the freeway over Lookout pass and take the ramp off at the first podunk town you come to. Signs there will tell you how to get to Blue Mountain. Can't get lost, plan on being there at least 3 months."
Jeb got up to go and pushed the stuff I bought over my way. I stood up and gave him my hand. After we shook hands, he reached in his pocket , got the rock out and tossed it to me. Said, " This will give you something to think about." Then turned and gimped out. I tossed the rock up and down a couple of times, then looked at it again. Yep! Something to think about all right.
A rough looking dude peeled off from a group of other rough lookers, and sauntered over my way. " What you say there Sonny, Got an interesting rock? Mind if I take a look at it," then he took it out of my hand, looked at it real close, then tossed it up and down a couple of times. "Kinda heavy, looks like hematite.. Mind if I keep it?" " Yes, I mind," as I snatched it from his hand. " A friend just gave it to me." " Well you don't have to get huffy about it," he grumbled as he walked back to his group. Wow! I'm thinking. Some people have some nerve. Not to mention he ticked me off calling me Sonny. Those guys must have known Jeb and knew he had a claim, otherwise why bother me when they seen him toss me the rock. Wonder what color they are?
I gathered up my stuff and went out to my truck and put in in the canopy. Man I got a whole lot of stuff to get done if I'm going to get ready by Monday.
First off, I have to see the landlord of the apartment I have not far from the lake. I paid him 3 months in advance and told him to keep an eye on my place. Now I know he won't set foot near it.
When I got home, I fixed myself some lunch then sat down at my computer to make out a list of things I had to do. I knew I could depend on Marge next door to take care of things in my apartment while I was gone.
First I had to take my sleeping bags to the laundry. Next came the laundry right here.
When I got back, Marge was standing in the hall with my mail and wondered why I was home so early. I had to tell her about losing my job and about Jeb and the mine. I showed her the rock and told about that darn chipmunk. I put some clothes in the washer while I was talking to her. Mentioned as to how I was going to have to go to a thrift store and pick up some clothes to work in. She said not to get in too big a hurry there. She said, "remember that dude that stayed a while with me last year?" "yeah, but what has that to do with me?" "Well!" she said as she grabbed my arm and drug me out and over to her apartment across the hall. We went to a closet in her extra bedroom and she pointed at a large box. " He left and never came back. Left his clothes here. He was your size and I bet everything in this box will fit you. Perfectly good grubbies. All clean too. You might as well have them since I was just going to take them to the thrift store one day any way." We went back over to my place and I opened the box and looked through it. Great, 3 pair of jeans, right size. briefs, socks, tee shirts, and 2 pair shoes. A bit wider than mine but good enough to wade in the water with. Great, one thing to cross off the list. " Thanks a bunch Marge, this really helps me out.a lot. I'd like you to have the stuff in the fridge and freezer while I'm gone, and water my plants too." I knew there would be no problem there because I've gone the same thing for here a couple of times when she was out of town. "I'll take good care of things while you are gone. I can't get over it. You are going to be a prospector." "Well that's the plan, I said as I started putting the extra clothes in and old duffel bag.
Next day I went and got my sleeping bags and cleaned out the back of the truck. Put some of my other clothes in a bag. Put my pillow in a clean garbage bag and started to load stuff up in my truck.
I debated about taking my laptop but figured what the heck, it don't take that much room and I Can charge it from the cigarette lighter in the truck.
I sat down for a bit and looked over my list. Just about got everything done. The phone rang and I answered it. It was Julie and she was almost hysterical. " Joe! Joe! You got to help me" she cried. " This place is a madhouse, you got to come back and take over and fix things." " Whoa there gal, remember I was canned. I don't work there any more." " But the Boss wants you in tomorrow to straighten things out." she sobbed. " There are 4 other guys that work there, he can get one of them to do it. What happened anyway?"I asked? "The new guy screwed up all our orders and deleted a whole lot of stuff on that computer, he don't have an idea how to use." " That's just great, so the cowardly Boss asks you to call me because he knew I would do most anything for you, huh?" "But Joe, we are getting desperate.. All the other guys quit when they saw how that turkey messed things up and the Boss had canned you for him." Well! I'm sorry to let you down babe, but I have a new job already. In fact with what experience I have, I'm already a junior partner. Tell that cowardly Boss, no dice. And karma is a bitch." I hung up and laughed out loud. Yep karma is a real bitch, Boss. I might have stretched things a bit but what the heck. If that darn coward can't correct his own mistakes then he has no business being a Boss.
Next morning early I had coffee and toast with Marge. After a hug or two, I was ready to hit the road. "You are going to be a prospector now, Well take care and call me when you can," cried Marge After another hug, I was in the truck and on my way.
Blue Mountain, here I come.
To be continued..
Jeb got up to go and pushed the stuff I bought over my way. I stood up and gave him my hand. After we shook hands, he reached in his pocket , got the rock out and tossed it to me. Said, " This will give you something to think about." Then turned and gimped out. I tossed the rock up and down a couple of times, then looked at it again. Yep! Something to think about all right.
A rough looking dude peeled off from a group of other rough lookers, and sauntered over my way. " What you say there Sonny, Got an interesting rock? Mind if I take a look at it," then he took it out of my hand, looked at it real close, then tossed it up and down a couple of times. "Kinda heavy, looks like hematite.. Mind if I keep it?" " Yes, I mind," as I snatched it from his hand. " A friend just gave it to me." " Well you don't have to get huffy about it," he grumbled as he walked back to his group. Wow! I'm thinking. Some people have some nerve. Not to mention he ticked me off calling me Sonny. Those guys must have known Jeb and knew he had a claim, otherwise why bother me when they seen him toss me the rock. Wonder what color they are?
I gathered up my stuff and went out to my truck and put in in the canopy. Man I got a whole lot of stuff to get done if I'm going to get ready by Monday.
First off, I have to see the landlord of the apartment I have not far from the lake. I paid him 3 months in advance and told him to keep an eye on my place. Now I know he won't set foot near it.
When I got home, I fixed myself some lunch then sat down at my computer to make out a list of things I had to do. I knew I could depend on Marge next door to take care of things in my apartment while I was gone.
First I had to take my sleeping bags to the laundry. Next came the laundry right here.
When I got back, Marge was standing in the hall with my mail and wondered why I was home so early. I had to tell her about losing my job and about Jeb and the mine. I showed her the rock and told about that darn chipmunk. I put some clothes in the washer while I was talking to her. Mentioned as to how I was going to have to go to a thrift store and pick up some clothes to work in. She said not to get in too big a hurry there. She said, "remember that dude that stayed a while with me last year?" "yeah, but what has that to do with me?" "Well!" she said as she grabbed my arm and drug me out and over to her apartment across the hall. We went to a closet in her extra bedroom and she pointed at a large box. " He left and never came back. Left his clothes here. He was your size and I bet everything in this box will fit you. Perfectly good grubbies. All clean too. You might as well have them since I was just going to take them to the thrift store one day any way." We went back over to my place and I opened the box and looked through it. Great, 3 pair of jeans, right size. briefs, socks, tee shirts, and 2 pair shoes. A bit wider than mine but good enough to wade in the water with. Great, one thing to cross off the list. " Thanks a bunch Marge, this really helps me out.a lot. I'd like you to have the stuff in the fridge and freezer while I'm gone, and water my plants too." I knew there would be no problem there because I've gone the same thing for here a couple of times when she was out of town. "I'll take good care of things while you are gone. I can't get over it. You are going to be a prospector." "Well that's the plan, I said as I started putting the extra clothes in and old duffel bag.
Next day I went and got my sleeping bags and cleaned out the back of the truck. Put some of my other clothes in a bag. Put my pillow in a clean garbage bag and started to load stuff up in my truck.
I debated about taking my laptop but figured what the heck, it don't take that much room and I Can charge it from the cigarette lighter in the truck.
I sat down for a bit and looked over my list. Just about got everything done. The phone rang and I answered it. It was Julie and she was almost hysterical. " Joe! Joe! You got to help me" she cried. " This place is a madhouse, you got to come back and take over and fix things." " Whoa there gal, remember I was canned. I don't work there any more." " But the Boss wants you in tomorrow to straighten things out." she sobbed. " There are 4 other guys that work there, he can get one of them to do it. What happened anyway?"I asked? "The new guy screwed up all our orders and deleted a whole lot of stuff on that computer, he don't have an idea how to use." " That's just great, so the cowardly Boss asks you to call me because he knew I would do most anything for you, huh?" "But Joe, we are getting desperate.. All the other guys quit when they saw how that turkey messed things up and the Boss had canned you for him." Well! I'm sorry to let you down babe, but I have a new job already. In fact with what experience I have, I'm already a junior partner. Tell that cowardly Boss, no dice. And karma is a bitch." I hung up and laughed out loud. Yep karma is a real bitch, Boss. I might have stretched things a bit but what the heck. If that darn coward can't correct his own mistakes then he has no business being a Boss.
Next morning early I had coffee and toast with Marge. After a hug or two, I was ready to hit the road. "You are going to be a prospector now, Well take care and call me when you can," cried Marge After another hug, I was in the truck and on my way.
Blue Mountain, here I come.
To be continued..
Sunday, July 16, 2017
Update
We got rain. More than we need and hail, much more than we need.
Lots of flooding. 9 people got swept away in a flash flood. Lots of
damage over that way.
They got the fire bug. Had to shoot him because he fired on the cops.
Glad he is out of commision.
Getting a bit cooler since the rains have started.
Haven't been in the mood to paint, but worjing on part 4 of my story,
even though I don't know if any one is reading it. Going to do it
anyway as it is something to do.
Carry on, Love ya'll, Granny.
Lots of flooding. 9 people got swept away in a flash flood. Lots of
damage over that way.
They got the fire bug. Had to shoot him because he fired on the cops.
Glad he is out of commision.
Getting a bit cooler since the rains have started.
Haven't been in the mood to paint, but worjing on part 4 of my story,
even though I don't know if any one is reading it. Going to do it
anyway as it is something to do.
Carry on, Love ya'll, Granny.
Friday, July 14, 2017
Part 3...I hope
Whoa!! " Look at this," I said as the little chipmunk sat on my hand. Cute little guy, looked at me with his tail flipping all over the place. Jeb reached over with a finger and rubbed it down the critter's back. " Take it easy there Chester, he didn't scream like a girl and flip you half way across the room, so he must have a soft spot for critters". " Chester! Chester! You call this critter Chester?" "Well yeah, That's his name".Jeb said after a mump or two. Chester looked at me, tail twitching, then he rubbed his little paws down his face from his ears to the end of his nose. I couldn't believe it, he carries a chipmunk around in his pocket. " Chester goes with me most everywhere, not like sister Suzy, who would rather stay at home." Jeb said while he pointed his pipe stem at Chester. " you have two of them" I said. " Yep! Right friendly little critters they are . And great company too." Well to each his own, I'm thinking.
Shriek! Shriek! Good grief what is going on? Poor Chester was flipping all over the place. Shriek! again, and then, " Look mommy, a skirl, a skirl, " screamed a little girl about four years old or so as she raced with hands out toward Chester. Poor Chester jumped from my hand and dove into Jeb's pocket, as the girl stopped just short of bumping into Jeb. She looked up at him and said, "You got a skirl and I want to play with him". Jeb took his pipe out of his mouth and pointed it at the end of the girl's nose. " Don't know what yer talkin about girl. I don't know what a skirl is." " Yes you do, you got one in your pocket, and I want to play with him." She said as she stomped her foot. Jeb looked over at me and asked, " Have you seen a skirl?" I mustered as straight a face as I could and replied, " No! Don't even know what a skirl is." The little girl stomped her foot again and said, I want that skirl". This time Jeb stuck the stem of his pipe on the end of the little girls nose and said, Little girl, go tell your mommy she wants you, scat now." She stomped over to a couple of women sitting on a bench across from us. Yanked a few times on her Mothers pant leg and screamed that she wanted the skirl we had. after a a few more tugs her Mom and friend got up and started to walk away. Mom said lets get out of here before Tabitha , drives me crazy. Mummp goes Jeb. He pointed his pipe at the Mother and mumbled, " Lady, with a kid like that, it wouldn't be a drive, be just a short putt." Then he looks at me and said, " That's the reason I never got married" as he pointed his pipe at the women again.
"This is not going right" he said as he transferred the pipe back and forth in his mouth. " I wanted to talk about you maybe coming in with me up at my claim." " Been thinkin about it for some time now.. Not gettin any younger, and can't stop mining, tho god know I don't need the money. Darn gold bug bit me about 40 years ago and the fever is still ragin in me. I can't do it alone any more, I need help." "But! But! why me? I asked. " You don't know a thing about me, I might be a claim jumper for all you know." He took the pipe out of his mouth and said, " Sonny, I got a 6th sense when it comes to people and critters. I can tell all I need to know about them by their color halo." "You mean to tell me that you can tell about people by their aura. You believe in that," I asked.
"Yep! Sonny, I surely do. Never failed me yet, and you have a gold color sure as shootin." Well I had to stop and think about this a bit. Never was picked out by my color before. Wonder why my old Boss didn't see my color, if I'm so good. Well! Well! Hope he finds out what he's missing now that I'm gone. I'm thinking I might as well go with the old dude since I had nothing better to do right now. I could always look for a job later if things don't work out. I turned to Jeb and said, " All right. I'll try it your way. What do I do now?" Jeb reached in another pocket and came out with a card. He said, as he handed me the card. " Bring your equipment, clothes and bedding. There's a cabin at the claim. with a bed for you. I provide everything else. Meet me here on Monday and I'll take you from there to the claim." I looked at the card, and it read, Blue Mountain Mining Company, Blue Mountain, Montana "Oh boy! Now I've done it."
To be continued.
Shriek! Shriek! Good grief what is going on? Poor Chester was flipping all over the place. Shriek! again, and then, " Look mommy, a skirl, a skirl, " screamed a little girl about four years old or so as she raced with hands out toward Chester. Poor Chester jumped from my hand and dove into Jeb's pocket, as the girl stopped just short of bumping into Jeb. She looked up at him and said, "You got a skirl and I want to play with him". Jeb took his pipe out of his mouth and pointed it at the end of the girl's nose. " Don't know what yer talkin about girl. I don't know what a skirl is." " Yes you do, you got one in your pocket, and I want to play with him." She said as she stomped her foot. Jeb looked over at me and asked, " Have you seen a skirl?" I mustered as straight a face as I could and replied, " No! Don't even know what a skirl is." The little girl stomped her foot again and said, I want that skirl". This time Jeb stuck the stem of his pipe on the end of the little girls nose and said, Little girl, go tell your mommy she wants you, scat now." She stomped over to a couple of women sitting on a bench across from us. Yanked a few times on her Mothers pant leg and screamed that she wanted the skirl we had. after a a few more tugs her Mom and friend got up and started to walk away. Mom said lets get out of here before Tabitha , drives me crazy. Mummp goes Jeb. He pointed his pipe at the Mother and mumbled, " Lady, with a kid like that, it wouldn't be a drive, be just a short putt." Then he looks at me and said, " That's the reason I never got married" as he pointed his pipe at the women again.
"This is not going right" he said as he transferred the pipe back and forth in his mouth. " I wanted to talk about you maybe coming in with me up at my claim." " Been thinkin about it for some time now.. Not gettin any younger, and can't stop mining, tho god know I don't need the money. Darn gold bug bit me about 40 years ago and the fever is still ragin in me. I can't do it alone any more, I need help." "But! But! why me? I asked. " You don't know a thing about me, I might be a claim jumper for all you know." He took the pipe out of his mouth and said, " Sonny, I got a 6th sense when it comes to people and critters. I can tell all I need to know about them by their color halo." "You mean to tell me that you can tell about people by their aura. You believe in that," I asked.
"Yep! Sonny, I surely do. Never failed me yet, and you have a gold color sure as shootin." Well I had to stop and think about this a bit. Never was picked out by my color before. Wonder why my old Boss didn't see my color, if I'm so good. Well! Well! Hope he finds out what he's missing now that I'm gone. I'm thinking I might as well go with the old dude since I had nothing better to do right now. I could always look for a job later if things don't work out. I turned to Jeb and said, " All right. I'll try it your way. What do I do now?" Jeb reached in another pocket and came out with a card. He said, as he handed me the card. " Bring your equipment, clothes and bedding. There's a cabin at the claim. with a bed for you. I provide everything else. Meet me here on Monday and I'll take you from there to the claim." I looked at the card, and it read, Blue Mountain Mining Company, Blue Mountain, Montana "Oh boy! Now I've done it."
To be continued.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
Rain
some damn reason since a bunch of updates have downloaded themselves,
I have had problems with some of my sites. Pisses me off because I
lost what I had written on episode 3 of my story. It just
dissapeared. Rats.
Well we finally got some rain. Wet things down pretty good. At least
the forests got a good dose, but they still won't let people in that
don't live up there. Campgrounds up in the forests are still closed
although they have opened the ones close to town. The big fire is
almost out. They got a grass fire by I- 17 out of Phoenix that had so
much smoke coming our way you could hardly see the neighbors house.I
thought for a while they would close the highway to Prescott off. We
went down below to do laundry and as soon as we reached the junction a
few miles down the road, there was little smoke. You could look back
toward Wilhoit and could see nothing but smoke. It was hanging right
along the mountain. By the time we came back home , most of the heavy
smoke had gone. At least one could breath outside again.
Had 2 apples on the little apple tree, but the hail knocked them off.
Didn't seem to knock any of the peaches off though. There are few
blackberries but the birds got the only few raspberries were only a
couple. The raised beds seem to be doing the trick. The rain didn't
bury everything in mud.
Having toilet troubles. Don't know why the toilet seems to be loose.
Started leaking. Phillip no plumber so still got problems.
I see the heat has migrated up to the north.
Keep cool
Love ya'll, Granny
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Montana
A whole lot of shakin going on up there. I read where they had a 5.8
earthquake at Lincoln City. And 8 or 9 aftershocks of 4 or better.
Pretty remote area. When I was up at Daves a long time ago, Julie and
I went down that way to look at some old mines and stuff. Not too far
from a big lake as I recall. There must be a fault zone down that
way as I seem to recall they have had other earthquakes in the same
area before.
I have read that Yellowstone has been having a lot of small quakes.
Hundreds in fact. A lot of the doomsday propfets are predicting the
whole place will blow the western half of the US off the map. One has
even said this will happen on the 28th of August. Will worry about
that when it happens since I can't do a damn thing about it anyway.
Another fire started up by the 4 corners area. Is it the local firebug again?
Hang tighe everyone, Love ya'll
Granny
earthquake at Lincoln City. And 8 or 9 aftershocks of 4 or better.
Pretty remote area. When I was up at Daves a long time ago, Julie and
I went down that way to look at some old mines and stuff. Not too far
from a big lake as I recall. There must be a fault zone down that
way as I seem to recall they have had other earthquakes in the same
area before.
I have read that Yellowstone has been having a lot of small quakes.
Hundreds in fact. A lot of the doomsday propfets are predicting the
whole place will blow the western half of the US off the map. One has
even said this will happen on the 28th of August. Will worry about
that when it happens since I can't do a damn thing about it anyway.
Another fire started up by the 4 corners area. Is it the local firebug again?
Hang tighe everyone, Love ya'll
Granny
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Firebug
For a while this morning they thought they might catch the friebug.
Fire fighters were working to put out 5 fires he had started in and
near a campground up by the grand canyon. Fire fighters saw him
starting another fire and tried to catch him. He fired shots at them
and got away. The fire fighters and cops couldn't find any vehicle.
He might have a bike of some kind. I hope they catch him before he
set the whole state on fire. Don't know for sure if this is the one
who has been starting all the fires or a copy cat. Fire fighters say
he was a dark skinned man with a backpack. Who knows.
Fire fighters were working to put out 5 fires he had started in and
near a campground up by the grand canyon. Fire fighters saw him
starting another fire and tried to catch him. He fired shots at them
and got away. The fire fighters and cops couldn't find any vehicle.
He might have a bike of some kind. I hope they catch him before he
set the whole state on fire. Don't know for sure if this is the one
who has been starting all the fires or a copy cat. Fire fighters say
he was a dark skinned man with a backpack. Who knows.
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
Oh no!.
Hey everybody, I did a dummy and forgot Jeannine's Birthday.
wasn't intentional, just plain forgot.
Hope all is forgiven.
Granny
wasn't intentional, just plain forgot.
Hope all is forgiven.
Granny
Sunday, July 2, 2017
Another update.
Just heard this morning, when the state is thru with the drone flyer,
the Feds want him. Tuff stuff, this should be a lesson to all drone
flyers.
Granny
the Feds want him. Tuff stuff, this should be a lesson to all drone
flyers.
Granny
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Update.
Believe it or not, they caught that A-hole that flew the drone over
the fire. Got his sorry butt in jail and got all his pictures too.
They are wondering if he might be involved with the fire starters or
if he is the one who did it.
Hope this puts a stop to the fire starters.
Granny
the fire. Got his sorry butt in jail and got all his pictures too.
They are wondering if he might be involved with the fire starters or
if he is the one who did it.
Hope this puts a stop to the fire starters.
Granny
So ya wanna be a prospector..
Part 2,
I wandered all over the place, looking at all the merchandise. Ended up by a table for "Goldfever Mining Supplies I was giving the plastic gold pans the once over I remembered how I used to spend a couple of weeks with my Grandparents in the summer time, when I was a kid. Grandparents were into rock hunting and prospecting. I remember going out with Gramps and learning how to pan. He had these old heavy steel pans. No screen. Took the first half hour just picking the bigger rocks out out of the pan. "Dig in there", Gramps world say, " Get those rocks out before you try to pan. Don't forget to look at them before you toss them away. Might have a nugget, never know". " Did you ever toss out a nugget, I asked Gramps". " Almost did one time, way back in 43. Twarn't very big, bout the size of my thumbnail. A good 20 dollar nugget, but gold prices were about 35 dollars an ounce back then. Looked at the rocks before I toss em since then". I panned my little butt off and was so excited when I did find my first gold. One would have thought I was a millionaire with that tiny piece of gold in that tiny bottle Gramps gave me. I guess I just stood there a while remembering how I went out gold panning with Gramps.
Mmmph! Mummph! What on earth was that? I turned around and there was one of the most comical looking fellows I had seen in a long time. An old geezer,with a floppy brim hat pulled down on a head full of shaggy white hair. Bushy white eyebrows over the bluest of blue eyes. His chin, with a couple days white whiskers, was almost up to his bulb of a nose. He had a long toothpick with a bit of red cellophane on the end, sticking out of his mouth. Mmph! he went. Wow! That tooth pick disappeared, a second, then it reappeared on the other side of his mouth. What on earth he needed with a toothpick I don't know because there wasn't a tooth in his mouth that I could see. He moved in closer and put this big hairy mitt on my shoulder. " Sonny" he said. If yer really thinkin about getting some gold, you don't want one of those little bitty housewife pans and plastic screen. Ya wanna git yerself a super sluice pan and a number 4 screen with a metal screen in it. an don't forgit , you'll need one of them thar sucker tubes too." I pulled back a bit, looked at the old dude. "The name isn't Sonny, It's Joe,. Joe Bloe in fact" " I see Sonny, Mmuph! You can call me Jeb." I must have blinked or something, He takes my arm and says, " come on Sonny, lets git you all set up here". A half hour and 50 bucks later he is gimping along, leading me off to some benches, with half my purchases under his arm. What else could I do but follow? He sorta hitched up then fell back on the bench, heaving a big sigh. "Sorry Sonny" he gasped out, "but this ole bum leg of mine jist don't take to standin to long in one place any more". He had on this old ratty vest with lots of pockets on it.. He started to fumble around in the pockets and pulled out a big crooked stem pipe and began to fill it with an aromatic tobacco. "Hey old timer" I said, " you can't smoke that thing in here". " Jist keep yer britches on Sonny, I don't intend to smoke it, I jist hang it in my mouth and dry puff the durn thing. No law agin that, now is there"? I can't say that I had an answer for that. "Mmmpf! Mmmph! He went, taking big drought's on the blasted pipe. I just sat there, wondering what next. "You know somethin Sonny? I was jist wonderin how much experience you have at prospecting?" "you ever been out lookin for gold.?" " Well I used to go out with my old Grandpa, he's the one who taught me how to pan." "Good, good, real good there Sonny, leastways you know what to do, but did ya ever git any gold?" " Sure I did," and I said it with a straight face I figured he didn't need to know just how much after all, he was still almost a total stranger. He fumbled in another one of his vest pockets and pulled out a small black rock and handed it to me. I took it and looked at it, just a black rock to me. I was thinking hematite. " He looks over at me and said, "what is it." Looks like hematite to me." He gives me another look from under those bushy eyebrows and said, "look closer" I looked closer, but damned it I could see any thing exciting about it. He then reached into another pocket and came out with a gem loop, handed it to me and said, "look closer". I opened the loop and peered close at the black stone. Holy cow, The darn thing was laced with tiny veins of gold. What! I couldn't believe my eyes. I have never seen anything like this before in my life. " I'll be damned, I said. This is something I have never seen before. It is gold, isn't it?" " Yep!", the old timer said. " Lots more where this came from". " But this is ore from a hard rock mine, not gold you can pan, so why tell me about it?" " I' tell you Sonny, if you are willing to help me a bit on my claim. There is placer gold there as well". I blinked a few times I guess. I was thinking, this old dude is looking for a drudge to work his claim for him. I need a job, but one that will pay. I guess I must have registered on the old dude that I was skeptical as all get out, because he said, " I don't expect you to work for nothin, I aim to have you come in with me and work on shares." Now I was bewildered. What have I got myself into? I tossed the black rock up in the air a couple of times as I thought. What the heck, I've listened to the old timer this long, let's see what he has to say. I started to hand the rock back to him but he was busy puffing away on that darn pipe, so I dropped it in the pocket he took it out of. Holy cow! The pocket wiggled, then a blasted chipmunk climbed out and sat on my hand.
To be continued
I wandered all over the place, looking at all the merchandise. Ended up by a table for "Goldfever Mining Supplies I was giving the plastic gold pans the once over I remembered how I used to spend a couple of weeks with my Grandparents in the summer time, when I was a kid. Grandparents were into rock hunting and prospecting. I remember going out with Gramps and learning how to pan. He had these old heavy steel pans. No screen. Took the first half hour just picking the bigger rocks out out of the pan. "Dig in there", Gramps world say, " Get those rocks out before you try to pan. Don't forget to look at them before you toss them away. Might have a nugget, never know". " Did you ever toss out a nugget, I asked Gramps". " Almost did one time, way back in 43. Twarn't very big, bout the size of my thumbnail. A good 20 dollar nugget, but gold prices were about 35 dollars an ounce back then. Looked at the rocks before I toss em since then". I panned my little butt off and was so excited when I did find my first gold. One would have thought I was a millionaire with that tiny piece of gold in that tiny bottle Gramps gave me. I guess I just stood there a while remembering how I went out gold panning with Gramps.
Mmmph! Mummph! What on earth was that? I turned around and there was one of the most comical looking fellows I had seen in a long time. An old geezer,with a floppy brim hat pulled down on a head full of shaggy white hair. Bushy white eyebrows over the bluest of blue eyes. His chin, with a couple days white whiskers, was almost up to his bulb of a nose. He had a long toothpick with a bit of red cellophane on the end, sticking out of his mouth. Mmph! he went. Wow! That tooth pick disappeared, a second, then it reappeared on the other side of his mouth. What on earth he needed with a toothpick I don't know because there wasn't a tooth in his mouth that I could see. He moved in closer and put this big hairy mitt on my shoulder. " Sonny" he said. If yer really thinkin about getting some gold, you don't want one of those little bitty housewife pans and plastic screen. Ya wanna git yerself a super sluice pan and a number 4 screen with a metal screen in it. an don't forgit , you'll need one of them thar sucker tubes too." I pulled back a bit, looked at the old dude. "The name isn't Sonny, It's Joe,. Joe Bloe in fact" " I see Sonny, Mmuph! You can call me Jeb." I must have blinked or something, He takes my arm and says, " come on Sonny, lets git you all set up here". A half hour and 50 bucks later he is gimping along, leading me off to some benches, with half my purchases under his arm. What else could I do but follow? He sorta hitched up then fell back on the bench, heaving a big sigh. "Sorry Sonny" he gasped out, "but this ole bum leg of mine jist don't take to standin to long in one place any more". He had on this old ratty vest with lots of pockets on it.. He started to fumble around in the pockets and pulled out a big crooked stem pipe and began to fill it with an aromatic tobacco. "Hey old timer" I said, " you can't smoke that thing in here". " Jist keep yer britches on Sonny, I don't intend to smoke it, I jist hang it in my mouth and dry puff the durn thing. No law agin that, now is there"? I can't say that I had an answer for that. "Mmmpf! Mmmph! He went, taking big drought's on the blasted pipe. I just sat there, wondering what next. "You know somethin Sonny? I was jist wonderin how much experience you have at prospecting?" "you ever been out lookin for gold.?" " Well I used to go out with my old Grandpa, he's the one who taught me how to pan." "Good, good, real good there Sonny, leastways you know what to do, but did ya ever git any gold?" " Sure I did," and I said it with a straight face I figured he didn't need to know just how much after all, he was still almost a total stranger. He fumbled in another one of his vest pockets and pulled out a small black rock and handed it to me. I took it and looked at it, just a black rock to me. I was thinking hematite. " He looks over at me and said, "what is it." Looks like hematite to me." He gives me another look from under those bushy eyebrows and said, "look closer" I looked closer, but damned it I could see any thing exciting about it. He then reached into another pocket and came out with a gem loop, handed it to me and said, "look closer". I opened the loop and peered close at the black stone. Holy cow, The darn thing was laced with tiny veins of gold. What! I couldn't believe my eyes. I have never seen anything like this before in my life. " I'll be damned, I said. This is something I have never seen before. It is gold, isn't it?" " Yep!", the old timer said. " Lots more where this came from". " But this is ore from a hard rock mine, not gold you can pan, so why tell me about it?" " I' tell you Sonny, if you are willing to help me a bit on my claim. There is placer gold there as well". I blinked a few times I guess. I was thinking, this old dude is looking for a drudge to work his claim for him. I need a job, but one that will pay. I guess I must have registered on the old dude that I was skeptical as all get out, because he said, " I don't expect you to work for nothin, I aim to have you come in with me and work on shares." Now I was bewildered. What have I got myself into? I tossed the black rock up in the air a couple of times as I thought. What the heck, I've listened to the old timer this long, let's see what he has to say. I started to hand the rock back to him but he was busy puffing away on that darn pipe, so I dropped it in the pocket he took it out of. Holy cow! The pocket wiggled, then a blasted chipmunk climbed out and sat on my hand.
To be continued
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