We had a pretty small group this year, but we had a great time and found some nice rocks.
I picked out a pretty large campsite area since we were expecting a few people that ended up not being able to get there. There was a lot of good conversation between sleep and hunting.
I arrived about 5 minutes before Dan (Danointhenw) and his pal Rick (Scorpion King) drove in. Not much of a nap.
After they set up camp we decided to go explore an area that produced some great wood for some of us before. I was extremely disappointed to see the area either so blown over or picked over (or both) that there were few signs left that it had once been a productive area. Even the jasper outcrops were gone and for the most part, the roads were grown over to almost being untraversable.
Later, back at camp, Matt (Oxenkiller) made a late arrival.
The next day we headed out to my green wood area. Luck seemed to be with us there. Rick came ready to haul some big finds, and he was well rewarded for it.
Dan found some great color variations:
Matt took his home and cleaned them up a bit before taking pics:
The weather was pretty warm but not seasonally hot. It was beautiful in the shade of the trees, where I ended up resting frequently just absorbing the scenery.
The next day the guys wanted to hunt something a little different and we headed off to glass butte, which still has plenty of good rock to go around.
We ended up doing a little climbing for the red and black that seemed to be a favorite with all of us. Matt’s favorite was a chunk with more red than black in it.
I got the prize of the day with a chunk of gold sheen. The swirls are inside the rock – the face is smooth although it looks layered in the pic.
The next day, with everyone else on their way home, I wanted to check out the Camp Creek site so went into Paulina to get gas from the one pump East of Prineville in a lot of miles. I was a little shocked to find it $3.89 per gallon!
I was glad the guys had opted for Glass Butte the day before. The Camp Creek site was hunted out to a point it hurt to see it. There were a few very small pieces of limb cast in one area that was once rich with nice ones. Even those were few and far between. The roads, other than the main one through, are disintegrating, and it was rough maneuvering to my favorite spots out there. Being designated a wilderness area, it’s highly unlikely that those roads will be repaired. So my time there was short and I said a sad farewell to another area that will belong to Oregon’s rockhounding past.
On my way to Hwy 20 I did a little exploring here and there, and picked up a few little, plain agates, but didn’t find any other areas with any concentrations of something exciting. There was one road I traveled for a ways, but it got rough enough that I thought it might be better to explore when I had a tailgater or two with me. I’m a little beyond liking long walkouts any more.
T’is the season to be spooked!
Of course, summer is usually a rockhound’s biggest hunting season, but there’s a lot nature does to help us celebrate that night the spooks and goblins break through their vortex and invade us here on earth. If you don’t believe it – I have the proof right here.
There are some pretty spooky places attached to where people go to hunt rocks — and they aren’t all ghost mining towns and eerie graveyards.
Where else will you find as spooky a place to be close to dark than this location in Succor Creek, a favorite rockhound hangout. You can’t look at Screaming rock in the near dark without a chill or two running down your spine.
And exactly who is this that has been sent from the netherworld to protect a great crystal hunting area in California? If you’re in the area near dark, you can almost hear the banjo playing.
It’s not just places that are ripe for the halloween loving crowds – it’s the rocks themselves that lend us such a willing hand at decorating for fright night.
Bat cave, in Oregon, isn’t just an apartment complex for the local bats. It’s also full of jasper just screaming to be cut and included in the season’s decorations.
Where there is someone celebrating Halloween, there’s need for a Jack 0′ lantern. This agate nodule takes on that job for Halloween rockhounds very finely.
Along with ghosts and goblins, and spooky places – Halloween isn’t complete without some form of zombified remains. What could be more apropo for the savvy Halloween celebration than a diseased, leaky, lesioned brain?
It’s so great that nature is so willing to help chill and thrill us on the night we unleash reality and run with the demons. If you have any natural spookers – please feel free to post them in the comments!
Happy Halloween from all of us at Rockhoundstation1.com
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