So there I was…on the dozer…I ask, “is there gas.”…response is,”Yes, just topped it off.” As operator I should have looked and since I did not we spent many hours bleeding air and recharging the battery, over and over and over. It was another wonderful and exciting weekend at the gold mine. We learned a lot about the old John Deere 1010 Bulldozer and we managed to dig 22 buckets of Pay dirt out of the frozen ground, with the help of a propane weed burner. You can‘t pay for day of adventure like that!
We are going to try a post without a picture today. At the end of the day, after all of our equipment has run out of fuel. We perform our clean up, eat dinner, then it is time to sit around the fire and talk about events that took place during the day. My Mother-in-law usually wants to do an evening exploration trip to an area of the mine we have not been to in a while. When she heads out she usually takes my wife along with. My father-in-law and I sit around the camp fire and discuss ways to modify our equipment to make it work better, places we think that we need to dig test holes. We discuss how we are going to run the operation more efficiently with our small crew. Once my mother-in-law and wife return from their expedition we will then start the wine tasting, the in laws make their own wine. Most of the time it is great wine, sometimes you just have to spit it back out. After a couple glasses of wine it is usually time for everyone to hit the hay for the evening, then rinse and repeat, we do it all again the next evening.
You know, I can’t help that I am an early riser and like to start my day as soon as possible. I have a passion for gold mining, maybe its being outdoors all the time with my family on a mission of sorts. Well no matter what it is I like to work as long as there is light, which is quite a while in the summer here. My family says that I am a slave driver and that I work to hard. I always tell them they are welcome to stay at camp and I will go out by myself. They always come with. Then they say that I work them to death, I say you look like your still walking around to me. Well the photo here is me catching my wife sneaking in a standing nap hoping no one would notice she was catching a few z’s if she was standing up. Well someone noticed and got a great picture. I am not a slave driver! I cant help if everyone wants to fallow me out in the morning and stay out late, until the equipment runs out of gas. (They don’t know I sneak extra fuel into the equipment so it will run a few more hours, Ssssshhh, it will be our secret.)