Originally Posted by: kiwikeith love the story lammerman
could you be alittle more discriptive
ive never mined in the area but sounds really a great place although she maybe a bit old now for the starfish look its funny how far cats wander from home
Yes well - you see all sorts of different pussies in the bush and wide open spaces I guess - the four legged ones are crow bait and the other ones tend to distract me from any form of mining except crevicing.
My uncle was a tremendous chap and if you can access this article you will see him nearly fifty years ago in the river
http://golddredgingforum...on=display&thread=82He is the chap on the left in the second photo. I never liked the one on the right and the third partner who was Jack White son of Robert White master of the Sandhills gold dredge and grandson of Aspinal of Skippers Canyon asked me if he could come with me when my uncle died. My uncle used to go to Arrowtown on holiday while his partners did their own thing but my uncle once got in a single day 8 ounces under the Arrow River bridge when he was on his own. The story goes that the partner was jealous and asked for half 'because they were partners' - my uncle never said a thing - he just weighed out half - he was that sort of bloke...he used to give large amounts away all the time to people who he thought might like a gold sample.
As for giving gold away I have never worked out how it happened but I was working in Waimate at the time and after a gold mining trip down south I arrived back in Waimate and was at a cousins place and looked at the floor of my Landrover and it had gold on it, a lot of small nuggets the size of match heads. I dont know how many must have fallen out between Dunedin and Waimate as the floor was never bolted down - it had to be easily taken out due to the number of breakdowns requiring the removal of the floors and seats to get at gearbox, clutch etc. I have no idea how on earth they got there but can only assume they fell out of the dredge sluice box which I had in there when I was down south. I bottled them all up into little bottles and gave them away to kids - not so long ago a woman I know said to me how she treasured the gold I had given her as a child...I said "Did I?" and she went to get it..."Bloody hell" says I "did I give you that" - there was a full two pennyweight in the bottle I gave her alone. When I last saw her she had a pet dog...she also had a gorgeous - 'cat'
I am 99% certain that the dredge in the photo is the one I have used since about 1980 and it has over the years possibly recovered around 300 ounces of gold...no records were ever kept except that I did keep a record for the summer of 84. I used to swap gold left, right and centre for old things I liked...such is life!
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