So I'll begin with my last night hunt of the season and end with my first day hunt.
My last night hunt was in a well known wash very near a well pounded club claim. I had pulled many pieces of .1 gram and up using my GPZ and had also tested the Gold Monster in this wash and did fairly well. This time I was crumbing for gold to see what I left and was using just the GM1000. Well it didn't seem like much. Through the main part of the wash I went and after a couple hours, had nothing to show for it. So that just meant I had to work a little harder. A digging I went. I pulled back a 10' length of overburden and scraped up a tiny piece. Then I went to clear out another 10' section, when my gallbladder started to hurt and I felt nauseous. I took a break and drank some more water and was starting to feel better (maybe just dehydrated). Another 10' section and I had a couple more crumbs. But then my gallbladder started up again and I thought I was going to puke from the pain. Hmmm.... I figure I better call it a night. The 3x pieces don't register on my scale currently, so I am sure together they weigh less than a grain, but it was fun to practice finding the previous gold left behind.
So the next week I figure I have to do a daytime hunt. I will do a gallbladder cleanse of some sort the following week to see if that helps. I know, my priorities are a little screwed up, but my gallbladder rarely acts up. An ultrasound confirmed I had a 1cm stone, but I am no rush to get it (my gallbladder) removed.
Anyways, this weekend had a small window with no rain on Sunday, so I went through my list of interesting areas, and set out on Sunday morning for my first daytime hunt. Many of the washes I had to cross still had water, which meant travelling much farther than typical to get there. After a lot of mud and water I parked the truck and got geared up. The ground looked pretty good. It was nice to be evaluating things during the day again. Usually I can only see the area of the beam at night. Anyways, an hour into the wash I get a faint signal at 7-8 inches. (I have marks on the end of my pick to measure depth) This small piece was .16g. Gotta love the ability of the GPZ to find the small stuff so deep. The rain helped, I'm sure. After scouring the rest of the wash, I hopped over to a parallel wash and then investigated the perfect side drainage coming off of it. 10 feet up this wash and I got a beautiful signal. 3-4" and I had a .34g piece. All in all not a bad day. (and thankfully no gallbladder pain)
Good hunting, everyone!!