Getting back to the hills seems to be getting harder and harder, but with a forgotten day off ( I forgot that I put in for it), we soon were back in and away from everything man made.
This adventure was created by an excited call from Scotswoman, aka Beth, telling me that Scotsman, aka Ken, was too excited to drive and talk at the same time.  Beth informed me of a glorious new place they had stumbled upon. Thirty seconds later, I could hear the brakes locking up as Ken could not take it any more and took possession of the phone. Man, was he fired up about this place. The vision I received was of a valley river with rough exposed bedrock, lined with green stunted flood ravaged trees forgotten by civilization. It did not take much to convince me that I should commence to packing my gear and head out.
Morning came late for me, but I arrived with sleep still in my eyes and the truck was loaded and ready to go. Scotswoman would not be joining us today, but with a great smile, she handed me my cup of coffee and a packed lunch. She then gave us a slap on the butt and sent these two happy miners on their way.
The trip seemed short when we arrived at our turn off, and the comfort of pavement ended with a bone numbing jolt. Now it was 4x4 time and Ken's truck powered through it without even a gasp.
Arriving, we jumped out and I stood in awe at the site before us. Damn, if he didn't describe this place to a tee and the only thing he left out was the Pearly Gates to Heaven. 
We took our time unpacking the dredge and equipment, for it was only 30 feet to the water, but as soon as the wet suits came on, it turned into a mad dash to get underwater. Finding bedrock in 10 minutes and spotting gold in another 5 made us giddy with energy. The water was semi-cold, but running crystal clear. We discovered beautiful white veins of quartz and large cavities of silver fools gold. Our underwater dances pleased our audience of large steelhead trout that wanted to join in on our fun. The day ended very quickly for us due to late the start, but the vision of finding visible gold in the box made it more than worth it.
The trip ended at Ken's house with a special dinner prepared by Beth.  -GOD BLESS THAT WOMAN-  and a quick view of the program GGGGGGGGOOOOOOOld Fever. The clock read 10:30 so it was off to bed for these two old mountain men for work comes early for both of us.   

It really does look like heaven!!! Great Blog. Maybe the slap on the ass was good luck so it must be done everytime.

Hey it works on mules. Great Blog night.

Great job on blog...so like you care to tell us were it is? :o

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