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Saul R W

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  1. I'm late to the game on this one. Toss it in the forge or the furnace. It is unmistakably coal. If it was found near a road or driveway, it probably fell off a delivery truck.
  2. It's good to see you're still kicking, wet/dry washer. Guys like you keep guys like me from boring the world to death.
  3. Thanks, Bill. It's good to be back in the land of the free and the home of potable tap water.
  4. The wife-to-be chopped off my beard and is trying to get me to lose the pipe. I'm holding onto the hat for dear life.
  5. This reminds me of a time I stopped at a yard sale just down the road from my home. The lady had thirty six (36) five-gallon buckets filled with mechanic tools, all Snap On, everything a guy would ever want (well, almost everything). Half a dozen of the buckets were filled with air tools, the rest with sockets, wrenches, and so on. There was a sign on the garage wall, $5 per bucket or $100 for the lot. I bought the whole mess without quibbling over price. It was enough weight in tools to settle my old one-ton IH flatbed truck onto its overload springs, and then some. Later that day I heard a lot of yelling from the direction of that house, and later a couple of State Trooper sirens, and after asking around very quietly the next day I learned that the lady and her husband had separated and she was dumping his worldly goods to exact revenge for whatever he'd done to set her off. I tracked him down and sold him back his tools for what I'd paid. Almost like in a good country song, his boat and a canoe and a couple of ATVs and a Jeep were gone for good, sold to another lucky (and maybe unscrupulous) buyer. She was lucky the poor guy didn't kill her. I try to never, ever get in the middle of a family squabble (Ha! Old coward that I am, I even hide from my own family when someone turns up the thermostat).
  6. Speaking of iron in holes, at one of my old claims in the Susitna River drainage up in Alaska, I found a scour hole, or boil hole, back in 1993. At the bottom, along with black sand and gold and shotgun pellets, I found a hand-forged iron chain link about 5 inches long. The next spring, because I'd found some decent gold there before, I went back and found the same hole. Once again, there was a wrought iron chain link, forge welded and in unused condition, except for light corrosion. It was identical to the one I had found the first year, or as identical as two things hand-forged can be. At first I suspected that one of my brothers had followed me out there and was playing a long prank on me, but none of them ever mentioned it -- and besides, they had poor poker faces, so I would have known. In five out of a total of eight years, I found a single chain link in that hole, all five the same size, and I never found any others anywhere else along that watershed. The best I could figure is that in the early part of the 20th century someone who was carrying supplies to a mining camp had accidentally dumped a box of new chain links into the creek, or it could have happened when the railroad was being built. Anyway, I still have four of the five links. I didn't keep the link from the first year because I didn't expect to start a collection. I've always wondered if there are still pieces of chain washing down that creek. That same hole always had mercury in it, every year, and the gold was mostly amalgam.
  7. This one asked for only a plain band, which was the first indication that she might be a keeper. Fourth time's a charm, as they say.
  8. Thanks, Luke. It's nice to be back in a part of the world where folks of my ilk don't have our heads chopped off (as in the Muslim controlled parts of the PI), and where there aren't missiles being lobbed at us at all hours of the day and night (as is often true in Israel). The U.S. is easy living, no matter whether our president is white, black or orange.
  9. Not to keep beating an old thread, but I'd rather have one smart old guy working for me than 3 dumb young ones (no offense meant to the rare and valued young fellows who do know how to work). Also, I learned long ago that the scrawny guys work hard, and the beefy ones mostly grunt a lot. Ha! I could write a book about how to spot a good worker, and how to spot a grunter. It takes practice.
  10. Make that x4 in a few months. Some of us never learn.
  11. To misquote Mark Twain, rumors of my demise are only slightly exaggerated. I've been overseas, first in Israel for a few weeks for minor surgery and to spend the High Holy Days with cousins, and after that I spent a few weeks steaming my nuggets in Cebu, Philippines. I've done a lot of whining about the humidity in Missouri, and now I take it all back. I left the States without giving anyone any advance notice, because last time I left the country for a while I came home to find that my youngest half brother had burgled me blind in my absence. One thing I discovered is that there's gold all over the Philippines, and that foreigners can end up in some really nasty third-world prisons, or worse, just for thinking about panning any of it. My fiance's family over there owns land on the Cotcot River near Cebu City, and I carried a few buckets of riverbank mud into the house to pan it out using a cast iron pot lid. There was good color in every pan, even though it was just random material, nowhere near bedrock or hardpan. I wish it was legal to use a dredge there. We b*tch and moan about government here in the States (and in Israel, too), but we have it so good here. A country like the Philippines has amazing natural resources, and hardworking people, but the place is a dump because of corruption (deriving to a great extent from the Catholic Church). That country could be as rich as Japan, or richer, if not for corruption and the Church and Muslim rebels. Anyway, I'm back, and only a few days after returning to the U.S., I made a solid gentleman's agreement to buy a couple of very nice claims in Arizona. I'm looking forward to getting dirty and sunburned.
  12. It's remotely possible that it was a tool made for smoothing and straightening arrows. I've seen something similar at some point in the past. The hole would have been used for "sanding" arrow shafts smooth, and the hook used for bending and straightening shafts. Or it might just be a neat rock.
  13. I've thought about wandering over the border to Arkansas to look for diamonds for the entire time I've lived in Missouri, but never got around to it. As for old women finding diamonds, all of my wives were too smart to dig for gemstones in the dirt, and just mined me instead. Number 3 was a particularly adept high-grader.
  14. My chemistry is a little out of date, but I think that copper sulfide in the presence of groundwater might react with the oxygen component of the chitin that makes up an arthropod's exoskeleton, and possibly would precipitate the copper, which might attach to the remains of the bug. That bug probably sat in a puddle of green, gooey mine leach water for half a century to reach its current state. As Bob infers, there would have been some natural battery action going on. And it would have smelled badly, plus maybe released some carbon monoxide in the process. Somewhere in the literature I once read of a ground squirrel skeleton found in a cave in Eastern Europe that had similarly been partially encrusted in copper. Pretty cool.
  15. Interesting idea. I just calculated it out for a large and blocky rectangular and untapered "wing" measuring 32'x6'x12". At 0.069 lbs. of lift (or float) per cubic foot of helium, a volume of 192 cubic feet filled with helium gas would essentially make the aircraft 13.248 pounds lighter than without the gas. I'm almost certain that Dave's wings will have much smaller volume than 192 cubic feet. The lift would lessen with altitude as the air became less dense, and would vary with changes in atmospheric pressure, and would also vary considerably with changes in humidity, as increasing water vapor increases the weight of the air in which the helium is floating. It might be wise to carry a few six packs as ballast.
  16. That's pretty much how I'd sum it up, Greg. Those cavities result from natural processes. If the rock had been drilled by a human, even back in the early Stone Age, the holes would be round. Early man was very adept at making very round holes. I've seen early tools and beads with bored holes found at archeological digs in Judea, relics of the Lower Neolithic, and those holes were as true to the naked eye as anything I could bore on a lathe or mill. In man's quest to create more and more complex tools, boring round holes was a fairly easy first step on the long road to becoming master machinists and engineers. Gears and cams and pinions took a bit longer to master.
  17. Ha! The poor Brits do take a beating about their teeth, don't they? I always assumed it was something in their diet (like maybe too much ale and sugared tea), but maybe it is DNA.
  18. LowPoint, I hate to nose into another fellow's personal hygiene regimen, but I really think you should work on your flossing technique.
  19. Really nice find. I'd always thought those vintage club mosses were smaller, but just looked it up and lepido reached over 100 feet in height. Like Adam, I'm wondering where you found it.
  20. Wow, what a beauty! That'll pay for gas and beans.
  21. Depending on where you were, you might have been sitting on a pile of magnetite. And yes, a camera is a good idea, and not just for still photos, but video too.
  22. You weren't by chance carrying a magnet in your pocket?
  23. I wish the only droopy part of me was an eyelid. Unfortunately they haven't yet invented a universal, whole-body little blue pill. But I agree with the above comments that you don't want to mess around when it comes to anything that affects vision. Chances are it's an easy fix. I had an uncle who used to put a spot of super glue on a saggy upper eyelid, and then pinch the lid to glue a fold together. He repeated every so often for several years until he accidentally glued his thumb to his eyelid, and then he got it fixed right with a couple of stitches. Probably best to just do it right to begin with.
  24. I can't tell from the photos what the tumbled stones are (although the second one resembles a Hall's lozenge), but I sure hope they're not resting on your palm.
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