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Rocks in my Head

One of our retirement dreams was to go camping in our Boler and rock hound. We've been so busy with stuff we haven't had much time to do that. When some friends of ours, Ernie and Bev Olynik, dropped by and asked if we would like to go on a camping and rockhounding trip with them to a local area we jumped at the chance. I orginally thought that we were only going for a couple or three days. Well we were having so much fun and enjoying the scenery so much I couldn't drag Jo-Ann away and we spent a week out in the bush - till we ran out of propane.

Kinda need that now that it's starting to snow at the higher elevations.And were getting a little wary of all the Moose hunters that were out on the weekend. When the logging rigs are not using the roads.

Ernie has this great boat - kinda like a landing craft. I felt like we were storming the beaches of Normandy as we explored Cheslata lake. Five of us and Four dogs.

One of the days we spent checking out sites high above Cheslata for a big rockhound summer camp next August. This is the biggest agate I have ever seen in the wild.

Actually Ernie showed me the top of one that was stuck in the road and must have been 4 or 5 hundred pounds but would take mining equipment to get it out.

Today were home. Jo-Ann fired up the Furnace last night and it's still warm this morning. It's overcast with everything looking pretty wet as it rained pretty hard yesterday.

Before we left I got a phonecall from Rob, one of the guys at work. It sure was nice hearing from him. Sometimes I feel, well almost, guilty that they are still there in an atmosphere that isn't the most invigorating while I get to play in this wonderland. Anyway if any of you are reading this you're sure welcome here.
Andy, your moose is practically tame now... Lot's of room and twelve hour drives aren't that bad if you have a couple of buddies with you.

When I get an excavater here later this fall I was thinking of putting in a sani-dump and powered pad for the campers and trailors that come here.

When I got home there was a herd of cow's in the west pasture and I had to call them over and tell them where I had been and explain to them that Xena was just happy to see them.

So much to do, so much fun, but first I had better get the wood in and the windows weather proofed. Winter is coming.


carolb said…
Sounds like you guys had a good time!

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