Aurabbit79er
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- A cheap little Bounty Hunter
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- All Treasure Hunting
It's good to be back on the road again. It was time to take the coach on a road trip test run.
So that's what I did this weekend. My friend who helped me Weld my manifold recently acquired nice five-acre plot north of Barstow, California. Not just a claim but owned, developable property. I went up with my lady to help them work on the property. He and I did a little two-mile hike around the washes and filled a couple of 5 gallon buckets with samples along our route. I brought my dry washer but never had a chance to really use it. I also brought my little recirculating sluice so that's what we ran the samples with.



After that it was time to eat, drink, and shoot guns.

The sun was setting fast, and so was the temperature. By sunset it was 35° so we started the fire and did some more drinking.


I love it out here so much.
The isolation is intoxicating alone. The desert air fills the soul, and the silence is deafening.
It's been too long in the city.
The freedom out here is addicting, and like gold fever there is no cure.
He's got a nice piece of land here, but it does get cold. Had to run the heater in the coach all night.
Got down to 20° and didn't get over 40° the rest of the weekend.
Didn't find much color, but there still another thousand acres or so around us to check out.
I'm not allowed to say exactly where this is for now, but I can show you these pictures.




The last morning my wife noticed something peculiar hanging off the bottom of the coach.


On the way out of camp I had one more little adventure.
We entered a narrow canyon on the wash road and I guess I was going to little faster than I needed to and when I tried to turn my right front wheel got buried in the sand. I was stuck, it was pilot error.
It took about 10 min. with the shovel and I was back up on the road again. I'm glad I was going downstream.
It was 15 miles round-trip off road from his land to the highway so that also gave the truck of good shakedown test.
I was pleased with the mileage. It improved. Before the repair I only got about 6 miles to the gallon. Now it's up to 8 miles per gallon. I can live with that.
It turns out that the water leak was the fresh water line going to the back of the toilet.
It was easy to fix.
So now I need to start planning my next adventure
So that's what I did this weekend. My friend who helped me Weld my manifold recently acquired nice five-acre plot north of Barstow, California. Not just a claim but owned, developable property. I went up with my lady to help them work on the property. He and I did a little two-mile hike around the washes and filled a couple of 5 gallon buckets with samples along our route. I brought my dry washer but never had a chance to really use it. I also brought my little recirculating sluice so that's what we ran the samples with.



After that it was time to eat, drink, and shoot guns.

The sun was setting fast, and so was the temperature. By sunset it was 35° so we started the fire and did some more drinking.



I love it out here so much.
The isolation is intoxicating alone. The desert air fills the soul, and the silence is deafening.
It's been too long in the city.
The freedom out here is addicting, and like gold fever there is no cure.
He's got a nice piece of land here, but it does get cold. Had to run the heater in the coach all night.
Got down to 20° and didn't get over 40° the rest of the weekend.
Didn't find much color, but there still another thousand acres or so around us to check out.
I'm not allowed to say exactly where this is for now, but I can show you these pictures.




The last morning my wife noticed something peculiar hanging off the bottom of the coach.


On the way out of camp I had one more little adventure.
We entered a narrow canyon on the wash road and I guess I was going to little faster than I needed to and when I tried to turn my right front wheel got buried in the sand. I was stuck, it was pilot error.
It took about 10 min. with the shovel and I was back up on the road again. I'm glad I was going downstream.
It was 15 miles round-trip off road from his land to the highway so that also gave the truck of good shakedown test.
I was pleased with the mileage. It improved. Before the repair I only got about 6 miles to the gallon. Now it's up to 8 miles per gallon. I can live with that.
It turns out that the water leak was the fresh water line going to the back of the toilet.
It was easy to fix.
So now I need to start planning my next adventure

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