Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

There is an old saying, maybe an old Chinese proverb, that says that you are responsible for everything that a person does with the rest of his life, once you have saved him from certain death...
I look back at my life in service as an EMT, and wonder if they are making a difference, by choosing to do the right thing, when facing a moral decision.

Some time you have to just go on....

#/;0{>~(c)

 

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[Real of Tayopa]

pROSPECTER, That is a Chinise proverb.I figured that I was off the hook by not err,ugh, not scragging him. I is a gentle, high moraled all around nice guy, Ask Dit if ya don't believe me.

 

[Ditlihi]

He's approaching Sainthood.


By the back gate.

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

I know that you are.
I also know that, among the few people that were saved by my Lord, through my hands, that they have done more good than bad.

I would believe that most of them, such as yours, was a changed man, for the better. Especially when you shared your food. Opportunity to do good works like that, have
the power to change the world.

#/;0{>~(c)

 

[Real of Tayopa]

DIT --- !!! Pros. .hmm. I am a full fledged
Libra

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

Don Din Jose, or
Don Jose Din?

#/;0{>~(c)

Edit:
Nope, not what he was thinking 🤔.

 

[Real of Tayopa]

It was suggested that my reasoning that ,Atlantis was subducted by the Asian plate that subduction was a relatively slo process/ rate -- not when you have a Celestial body making a near pass, such as Planet X! Then again we have the recent example of the South American coast land dropping recently. Remember, Atlantis was sunk in a day and night of earthquakes - no volcanism involved.

 

[Ditlihi]

DIT --- !!! Pros. .hmm. I am a full fledged
Libra

Your only saving grace, so am I. Does that make us a couple of Libra-tarians??

 

[Mackaydon]

Prospectormikel,
You wrote: "I look back at my life in service as an EMT, and wonder if they are making a difference, by choosing to do the right thing, when facing a moral decision." My reply: During Nam, I was a medic (operating room specialist) at an Air Force hospital doing triage on wounded GI's. Not for a moment do I doubt those patients are not 'playing it forward' in some way to do a good deed for another. Believe that those you worked on and saved are also doing the right thing; it will bring a frequent smile to your face; and warmth to your heart.
Don......

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

Don, I believe that you have it figured out right.
I would guess that you probably did more in a month than I did in years.

I can’t even imagine doing triage on a day to day basis.

Thank you for your service and for sharing that part of your life. And especially for the service during the war that wasn’t a war... when heroes didn’t get the respect they had earned.

Mostly, Welcome home, to you and all of your fellow veterans.

Mikel

 

[weekender]

Prospectormikel,
You wrote: "I look back at my life in service as an EMT, and wonder if they are making a difference, by choosing to do the right thing, when facing a moral decision." My reply: During Nam, I was a medic (operating room specialist) at an Air Force hospital doing triage on wounded GI's. Not for a moment do I doubt those patients are not 'playing it forward' in some way to do a good deed for another. Believe that those you worked on and saved are also doing the right thing; it will bring a frequent smile to your face; and warmth to your heart.
Don......

Reading this today hits a little close to home.
I'd like to remind everyone that if you haven't had
a refresher course on CPR, you might consider it.
You never know when you might need it.

-Weekender

 

[Oroblanco]

It was suggested that my reasoning that ,Atlantis was subducted by the Asian plate that subduction was a relatively slo process/ rate -- not when you have a Celestial body making a near pass, such as Planet X! Then again we have the recent example of the South American coast land dropping recently. Remember, Atlantis was sunk in a day and night of earthquakes - no volcanism involved.

Can you give an example of another case of very fast (a day and a night) subduction of a relatively large land area, underneath the crust? An island perhaps? The earthquakes/subsidence makes more sense to me, and there have been other historic examples as happened along the coast line of Chile (the Valdivia earthquake 1960 I think). Thanks in advance,

 

[Real of Tayopa]

I'm afraid that one lke Atlantis, I don"t know of any, but nature is always on the move, I'll check on ii Oro. Of course if you are willing to wait for Planet X to make it's swing be in teah many centuries ??

 

[Oroblanco]

I'm afraid that one lke Atlantis, I don"t know of any, but nature is always on the move, I'll check on ii Oro. Of course if you are willing to wait for Planet X to make it's swing be in teah many centuries ??

I am waiting for the arrival of Planet X. Do you mind if I have a coffee while we wait?

 

[Real of Tayopa]

Oro, you may have two coffee's since Planet X isn't due for some thousands of years. Last time was the parting of the red sea.

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

Reading this today hits a little close to home.
I'd like to remind everyone that if you haven't had
a refresher course on CPR, you might consider it.
You never know when you might need it.

-Weekender

Well it took Weekender a while to get time to explain what he meant by close to home....

I had figured that it was about someone that was under the rising floodwaters, but I was wrong.

His father in law was unloading stuff for a garage sale, when his wife noticed that he looked pale and was headed for a fall. She grabbed him to keep him from falling hard.

Weekender saw what was happening and was running to help.

Unknowingly, she had just watched her father pass away.

Weekender assessed the situation and began CPR. Immediately. And said call 911.

Her Dad was 80, and hadn’t seen a doctor in 40-50 years.

He is still alive thanks to Weekender and his clear mindedness in an emergent situation.

He is proof that you can find your self in need of knowing CPR and being able to perform it.

If you don’t know how, and want to know how to save a loved one,
Check with your local EMS or Fire department, to get on a list in your area.

You Too may save a life also.

Get rolling on this!!
The life you save may be your own family!

Mikel

 

[mdog]

Prospectormikel,
You wrote: "I look back at my life in service as an EMT, and wonder if they are making a difference, by choosing to do the right thing, when facing a moral decision." My reply: During Nam, I was a medic (operating room specialist) at an Air Force hospital doing triage on wounded GI's. Not for a moment do I doubt those patients are not 'playing it forward' in some way to do a good deed for another. Believe that those you worked on and saved are also doing the right thing; it will bring a frequent smile to your face; and warmth to your heart.
Don......

Thanks for your service, Mackaydon. I was infantry and spent a couple weeks in the hospital at Qui Nhon and two months in Japan. I’ve always remembered those who took care of me.

 

[PROSPECTORMIKEL]

Rick, thank you for your service, and WELCOME HOME!

#/;0{>~(c)

 

[mdog]

Rick, thank you for your service, and WELCOME HOME!

#/;0{>~(c)

You are welcome, Mikel.

 

[Oroblanco]

Misapprehensions and lessons hard learned

Misapprehensions and "book-larnin'"
This is just to give our 'newbies' whom may be reading our discussions without posting, just to give you a few giggles. Believe it or not, there IS a lesson buried in the 10,000 words of verbal diarrhea too. I hope you will get a laugh out of it.

I tend not to think of myself as getting older, it only hits me when I happen to pass a mirror and see the goofy looking old man peeking back! Also when I try to remember some of our adventures over the years, and count how many years ago that really was.

I remember well my first trip to Arizona - I was crestfallen to find out that NO ONE takes a mid-day 'siesta' in Arizona, despite my reading up everything I could lay hands on and all those old Westerns on the boob tube. My next shock was meeting my first "real" cowboy - I had thought that was only in the "old west" days, surely there couldn't be any REAL cowboys still working on the range, right? Wrong, and how wrong I could be, later even got to find out just EXACTLY what cowboy work really is when I worked for a couple of ranchers in Wyoming! As long as we have cattle and love our beef and leather, there will be a real need for real cowboys. But it is not at all like the Westerns portray it, it is hard, cold, hot, dusty, dirty, dangerous and thankless work, but also cowboys work for some of the best kind of people there are in the world, ranchers. And don't visit the western states and start bragging in the saloons that you are a cowboy either, or you will find yourself on a jughead horse miles from a road working cattle faster than you can say "I was just kidding buddy!"

I have also frequently picked on our instructor here Don Jose', Dueno afortunado of the Real de Tayopa, over mules. I have not admitted that we have had several mules of our own, purchased to take to AZ with us for pack animals. The first two were males, two years old and had never been touched by the hand of man! So it was a bit of a 'rodeo' getting them broke to saddle and drive, but after a year of working with them, they became like pets. One which had been named "Ivan the Terrible" became very attached to Beth (Mrs Oro) to the point that he was very protective of her, if ANYTHING seemed like it might be a threat to her, Ivan would charge it (literally) and fight to the death! Our son-in-law found out about this the hard way one fine day when he came to visit and we were working in the back of our place, and I will never forget seeing him standing on one foot, on top of an eight foot fence post, hollering for HELP to come and get this nasty mule away from him! But when the first two mules seemed to be such a success, we then bought a third, a black Molly mule (unimaginatively named "Molly" and she knew that name so we didn't change it) which really soured me on mules. When we bought her, she seemed to ride and drive fine, but after getting her home, she proved to be the nastiest one of the bunch - would kick you in a flash, so quick you could not hope to get out of the path of her hoof, bite you if you came in reach, bucked like a rodeo bronc, and killed two of our most beloved dogs in a matter of seconds when they were picking up the crumbs of horse feed that had dropped on the ground. The dogs didn't know any better, the male mules would even step ever so carefully around the two rabbit hounds so as not to step on them but not that black b-tch (rhymes with 'ditch') of a molly mule, she stomped and bit them to death so fast I could not even get to the dogs before they were dead. Beth had to stop me from killing that mule, and Molly went to the auction soon after that episode.
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Then there was my very first trip to Nome, so many years ago now. I looked up the weather and climate data, what to do etc and figured on it being pretty durned cold despite being summer. I packed heavy flannel shirts, long underwear, extra sweaters, down filled vest etc thinking to be comfortable while we were out prospecting. On stepping off the Alaska Airlines plane in Nome, I felt really smug and smart in packing for the cold, as it was about 50 F and a cold wind blowing off the Bering sea. We hired a cab to drive us out in the direction of the Kourarok range and drop us off, and on passing the first range of hills north of Nome, I soon realized what a huge mistake I had made in packing and wearing the heavy clothing. It was over 80 degrees, the Sun was beating down, NO wind and boy howdy did we ever sweat the whole time we were there! I had other lessons to learn on that first time too, like that old northwoodsman wisdom of hanging your food in your backpack, at least 20 feet up a tree, to keep the bears out of it. And there were PLENTY of bears in the area we were working - signs were everywhere and I saw a number of them at a distance. Well what they don't teach in those books on the north woods, is that on the Seward peninsual where Nome is situated, there are not ANY trees much taller than I am! And I am a short guy! (HAY now I heard that remark and YES they DO stack it up that high!) Oh to be sure, there are some decent size trees at the eastern end of the peninsula, but not where the gold country is. The answer there is to simply put your food a good ways from your camp, maybe 100 yards or so, in a spot where you can see it but not close enough to your camp to attract a hungry nine foot Alaskan brown bear in to have a bite to eat. If the bears get your food, its gone, but at least you will be alive to hike back to town for more food. Don't eat in camp either, eat over by your food cache, and wash up good before you get into your tent or shelter. (We didn't have a tent just a Whelan lean to shelter, a little safer than a tent as you can see what is outside on the front at least. I am still partial to the old Whelan shelter design as a great prospecting shelter.)
Funny aside on that cab ride, the cab driver told us that if we decided to head back to town, just hike out to the road and the first vehicle to come along would give us a ride. Well sure enough, we had no luck in the creeks we went prospecting and decided to go back to Nome and head in another direction so hiked out to the road planning to hitch a ride with the first vehicle. And to be sure, the very first vehicle to come along, stopped and gave us a ride - but it was a couple of days before we saw ANY vehicle on that road! (haha) Not exactly heavy traffic on the Nome-Taylor road in those days. We ended up hiking most of the distance back. I could add a bunch more humorous incidents of those trips to the North country, lessons hard-learned, often by trusting what we read in books and magazines, finding out what a joy it is to hike across soggy Muskeg with eighty pounds of stuff on your back and a CLOUD of mosquitos eating you alive etc but this post would get too long and boring.


I am getting carried away with this but the 'moral of the story' is that while books are great, you can learn much useful information from them, but don't take everything as gospel and nothing beats the old "boots on the ground" for a school to learn from. Experience is a hard teacher but some folks will learn by no other, and I must admit I am in that hard-learning bunch!

Anyway good luck and good hunting amigos y amigas, I hope you find the treasures that you seek.
Oroblanco (older but little wiser!)

Coffee anyone?