Treasure & Wellness: Gold, Money, Silver, and DIY Guides

  Updated on November 17, 2024 John reads about the Old West, lost treasure, lost gold mines, and amateur gold prospecting. He prospects in Arizona and photographs mines. A Serial For the second installment, please see Apache-Land-Travels-and-Surprises Prelude Jack had just ridden into town for his long-awaited reunion with his betrothed. Her name was Nell, and as his buddies were apt to say, she was easy-on-the-eyes. Heading across the dirt street, the general store to the right and the saloon on the left, he saw dust in the distance. As he looked down the alley between the two businesses, he saw dust on the crest of the hills of Patagonia, Arizona. It rose like a light brown vapor. Too far to make out the nature of the disturbance, he continued. The hills were sparsely spotted with brush and cholla, the walls and blue sky framed the scene. It was a gorgeous day, and he took note. Nell's Concord stagecoach with burgeoning rear boot arrived in front of the saloon. Jack was almost t...

  By the summer of 1935, the desert had become Travis’s second home—though not by choice. At twelve years old, he already carried the weight of a grown man’s worries. Every morning he set out across the hardpan with a burlap sack slung over his shoulder, hunting for brass shell casings. A few pennies here, a nickel there—whatever he could earn helped his mother, Clara, keep the lights on and a little food in the cupboard. The night before, a rare desert rain had fallen, soft and steady. Travis loved the world after rain. The sand turned smooth and pocked with tiny dimples, and the brass he searched for gleamed like buried stars. As he walked, the sun climbed higher, turning the cottonwoods along the arroyo into shimmering towers of green coinage. That was when he saw it—something half‑hidden in a rain‑made hollow. A strange greenish‑blue stain, just a hint of brass beneath. His heart thumped. He knelt, brushed the sand away, and felt the shape of something long and cylindrica...

                                                                                  * Updated on April 23, 2025 John has prospected for gold in Arizona 10 years. His experience taught him to deal with the terrain, heat, and gold fever. He makes tools. Gold Is Wonderful to See Very fine gold flake discovered due to hamburger pickle bafflement. This size gold is often referred to as flour gold, powder, micros, micro gold, and oat gold. I am sure there are other designations. | Source Looking Forward to Floods? For years, most people have heard of the drought in California. While hugely significant, particularly with respect to our breadbasket struggling for water, Arizona has also experienced a very dry period. For gold prospectors, the occurrence of rain is a welcome sight as well. When ...