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All 7 of my cars started frosting over at 7pm last night. 12 hours later there was a sea of white from Enfield to Ballarat.Maccas advertised last night that if the temp was under 6 degrees at 7am, their coffee was free. I took up their kind offer.Yep, it was very cold. I opened up the door to go to work & a Polar Bear was trying to get inside.
It wasnt far off that sea of white being snow. Reminds me of a time we camped at a place called Indi bridge at the top of the Murray River. Beautiful spot & we woke to -6C; I had 5 layers on in bed plus a beanie so my ears didnt get frostbite!All 7 of my cars started frosting over at 7pm last night. 12 hours later there was a sea of white from Enfield to Ballarat.Maccas advertised last night that if the temp was under 6 degrees at 7am, their coffee was free. I took up their kind offer.
English Pie Floater. My detector friends in the UK keep telling me its better than drowned in tomato sauce. Yeah....nah...we Aussies got better.Lunch today.
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I'm told it's pretty wet out there lately.I packed most of my gear in the 4WD and hope to be in WA's goldfields later today, even if it is raining when I get there.
I packed most of my gear in the 4WD and hope to be in WA's goldfields later today, even if it is raining when I get there.
I packed most of my gear in the 4WD and hope to be in WA's goldfields later today, even if it is raining when I get there.
That intro sentence had me worried that this story was going to have a sad ending with something like, "I am writing this post from the Intensive Care Unit at Ballarat Hospital"! But fortunately, it all came good at the end:Today I am recovering from serious over-estimation of the physical capabilities of my aging body.
Mate, you're still out there with hope in your heart and a glint in your eye, having adventures and finding treasure in the bush - who could ask for more in 2024?Sitting in the back in the car, I counted up 17 bits of gold and though very small was happy with the haul. A day later however and I am still paying the price for a serious over-estimation of my physical ability with my now not so youthful old aching bones.
Today I am recovering from serious over-estimation of the physical capabilities of my aging body.
Gina has a much more balanced life than me, and not able to accompany me as often as I would like on gold prospecting trips to the GT,
I decided a tent would be a good idea for me to do quick and cheap solo getaway for a day or two without bothering to drag and set up the caravan for such short trips. After all that was how I used to do it when much younger, why not again?
Saw on marketplace a nice used instant cabin style tent and stretcher bed package for sale for $150 in a small town some travelling distance away, but close to the GT.
Got me thinking that I could justify the expense of travelling to pick it up if I kept going and camped overnight in the GT. Would give me maybe a day and a half detecting time to find enough gold to cover the outlay for the tent.
Rang the seller and, even better, they accepted my starting offer of $120 without hesitation. That would only be a gram of gold that I would need to find. With a break in the wet and dreary weather coming up, organised with the seller to pick it up early the next day.
With Gina's blessing (maybe relief), headed off early, picked up the tent as arranged and proceeded up to Dunolly arriving around mid-morning.
After a quick detect and a pie and coffee for lunch at the Dunolly bakery, I decided on my camping spot and headed out for a detect there. I managed 5 small bits for the day before calling a halt to ensure that I had enough daylight left to pitch the tent and cook up some dinner.
Had a restless night being unused to my new stretcher but was up early for breakfast and to pack away the tent and gear as was rearing to get to work with a full day detecting ahead of me.
The morning was relatively disappointing with lots of shotgun pellets and only a few small bits to show for all the targets I had dug.
With everything loaded in the car, I decided to move to a new spot after lunch.
The second spot seemed to be just a continuation of the mornings results with more and more pellets. However, as I gradually worked around the edges of the spot small bits of gold started turning up among the many pellets still being dug. Now it was just a slog to just keep finding and digging targets hoping that every now and again one would turn out to be a small nugget emerging from their clay and mud coating.
In the end with approaching darkness and my back, arm and legs nearly at collapse point, I was happy to call it quits.
Sitting in the back in the car, I counted up 17 bits of gold and though very small was happy with the haul. I had left my scales at home so had to wait another 2 hours before arriving home to find they weighed 1.14 gr. I had covered the cost of the tent and stretcher after all.
A day later however and I am still paying the price for a serious over-estimation of my physical ability with my now not so youthful old aching bones.
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