treasure trove after cleaning

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Late Fall

My apologies for the great delay in posting any progress. While the physical progress has been difficult this year, the understanding of how the terrain has changed over the decades has been significant. Part of my difficulty in writing about my progress has been in trying not to divulge too much information.

I believe that I see the target area with the best clarity yet. The area of search has gone from the massive forest zone on the eastern slope of Mount Baldy to the approximate size of my small kitchen. And I don’t say that without good confidence. While smarter men might well have solved this great puzzle quicker than I have, I don’t believe that any have.

Six full years of searching the rugged back-country over seventy-five trips and several hundred days camping in that great paradise have allowed me to fill journals, notebooks and to write a book worth reading. But more than that, the experience for me has been a great journey of personal healing and an awareness of my spirituality embraces the forest.

Winter once more protects the gold bars frozen within nature’s vault.  I had limited searches this year but know I will return, at least once more…

 

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September

August did not end well for me. Yet again I have to admit I have failed to uncover the hiding place for the lost gold. While that doesn’t mean it’s simply not there, it does show that I may be running out of options. I reduced my target area from a large area of rugged forest down to the size of my small kitchen, yet the possible depth and type of material don’t allow for my detectors to receive a signal. Does anyone have experience with a dowsing rod?

The tinder dry forest is a cause for concern. In the hours I spent at the target, small flakes of ash fell on the truck. Somewhere high above the prevailing air current carried the ash in my direction lending concern about my presence there. Thankfully when my truck died the previous week it was on the highway with cellular service and not in the forest.

Perhaps cooler fall weather will provide better results for my efforts.

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