Monday
So last week the family had visited a pretty snappy attraction called Nature’s Art, at which we engaged in a little pastime I’m willing to bet almost no one else has. One of the activities at this place, as unlikely as it may seem, was panning for gold. There was an actual indoor slough, complete with sand and chunks of iron pyrite waiting to delight the little panners.
In any case, for reasons that now escape me, we came home with two of our own pans, complete with maps of the U.S. detailing each area’s potential geological goodies. Turns out that our area of southern New York and down into New Jersey should be just loaded with garnet and gold.
Well, possibly maybe just a little. But just enough that today’s activity with the boys is going to involve water shoes, bathing suits, pans and the Ramapo river. Wish us luck... and I guess if this site never gets updated again and we all disappear to the Caribbean, you’ll know why.
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In any case, for reasons that now escape me, we came home with two of our own pans, complete with maps of the U.S. detailing each area’s potential geological goodies. Turns out that our area of southern New York and down into New Jersey should be just loaded with garnet and gold.
Well, possibly maybe just a little. But just enough that today’s activity with the boys is going to involve water shoes, bathing suits, pans and the Ramapo river. Wish us luck... and I guess if this site never gets updated again and we all disappear to the Caribbean, you’ll know why.
