Ca70
Jr. Member
- Jan 9, 2013
- 86
- 67
- Detector(s) used
- Minelab GP3000, GP3500 , Whites MXT Pro, GMT , Tesoro Sand Shark, Fisher Gold Bug , Sun-Ray DX-1 probe, Falcon MD-20, Minelab PF-25
- Primary Interest:
- Prospecting
A place I've been for years , decades actually. This particular hole I've dug or detected at least 3 times in the last 20 years. It's a large bedrock borehole . Formed by water flow and abrasive gravels flowing over the area for decades, Some of us have seen these. (yes?) Smooth hole worn into the bedrock. This one is not so deep under water that you wouldnt see it from shore at this time of year . A month or so from now it would be under 6 feet of river flow.
I had searched it years past . Panned it's contents and actually found a small bit of color. Never anything that could count as a "picker" or "nugget". Better finds are further up river. This is an area we usually anchor the river jet , and float to shore in an inflatable skiff and go up hill to set camp . This time I had pulled all gear from the boat
set up camp and gathered firewood. we had plenty of time to set up for dinner, set chairs for night fishing, and fix a proper cocktail for all 4 attended.
I headed down to the "big borehole" .I looked into it at least a dozen times before with visions of a nugget being there after an epic flood year. Never found a thing worth bragging. I figured it would take a thousand year flood , and then ,it would be "great to check out". All of us always agreed.It is big enough , empty , to fit 4 grown men into. A small hottub size. But the water here never gets above 55 degrees in the main river ,even in the 110 degree heat of our summers. Once flows reach the main lake, warms quick. .
I noticed gravels in the "borehole" were fairly low. I hopped onto the edge and sunk my sand shark in. It screamed like a aluminum can. It was the first thing I figured it was. there was only about a foot of gravel int the bottom. usually its full by late march with gravels. I started to flip the gravels out with my hands. Plunging the coil back into the hole each time. I could have easily flipped target back into the river . I was convinced it was a can or large lead sinker in the bottom.
I was very mistaken.
As I kicked the gravels with my wader boot I saw it. looked like a "washer". I hunched over and recovered the target.
Coin stuck to something ?
I yelped , tossed it to a friend, and clammered back onto shore. It was fairly stuck together. After a little bit of "tapping " on the rocks it came apart. I have no idea how this could ever ended up here. But it did.
Not an epic find. But one of those ones, you wont forget.
A couple barber halves. Stuck to a "copper something". I cant explain it.
I had searched it years past . Panned it's contents and actually found a small bit of color. Never anything that could count as a "picker" or "nugget". Better finds are further up river. This is an area we usually anchor the river jet , and float to shore in an inflatable skiff and go up hill to set camp . This time I had pulled all gear from the boat
set up camp and gathered firewood. we had plenty of time to set up for dinner, set chairs for night fishing, and fix a proper cocktail for all 4 attended.
I headed down to the "big borehole" .I looked into it at least a dozen times before with visions of a nugget being there after an epic flood year. Never found a thing worth bragging. I figured it would take a thousand year flood , and then ,it would be "great to check out". All of us always agreed.It is big enough , empty , to fit 4 grown men into. A small hottub size. But the water here never gets above 55 degrees in the main river ,even in the 110 degree heat of our summers. Once flows reach the main lake, warms quick. .
I noticed gravels in the "borehole" were fairly low. I hopped onto the edge and sunk my sand shark in. It screamed like a aluminum can. It was the first thing I figured it was. there was only about a foot of gravel int the bottom. usually its full by late march with gravels. I started to flip the gravels out with my hands. Plunging the coil back into the hole each time. I could have easily flipped target back into the river . I was convinced it was a can or large lead sinker in the bottom.
I was very mistaken.
As I kicked the gravels with my wader boot I saw it. looked like a "washer". I hunched over and recovered the target.
Coin stuck to something ?
I yelped , tossed it to a friend, and clammered back onto shore. It was fairly stuck together. After a little bit of "tapping " on the rocks it came apart. I have no idea how this could ever ended up here. But it did.
Not an epic find. But one of those ones, you wont forget.
A couple barber halves. Stuck to a "copper something". I cant explain it.
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