GOLD QUARTZ SPECIMEN .46 GRAM NATURAL GOLD AND QUARTZ SPECIMEN

Description

NATIVE GOLD QUARTZ SPECIMEN
from the
MOTHER LODE
R
uler is
1/4"
wide (6 mm). U.S. 10 cent coin is 17 mm in diameter.
S
pecimen weight:
7.2
G
rains (Troy) -
.46
G
ram
S
ize:
10.4X7.8X5.5
mm
C
heck out this stained quartz pebble from the Sierra Nevada Mtns. Popping out of the interior near the center, looking almost sculpted, is one sizable exposure of high-purity gold. Some iron-stain oxidation shows at one end of the rock. I guarantee the gold inclusions are the real deal.
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(If, for any reason, you're not happy with this item). Contact me indicating you wish to return the item. As soon as it's received by me and everything's as it should be, you'll be issued a refund.
I poured through old mining dumps for years looking at orange-yellow-rusty rock through a loupe, but I never found a piece with visible gold.
Hydrothermal solutions carrying gold and silica crystallized into veins of gold quartz. This specimen comes from one of the many vein systems sourcing the immense placer deposits of the Sierra Nevada Mtns, the famed Mother Lode.
Weight Conversions:
15.43 GRAINS = 1 GRAM
31.103 GRAMS = 1 TROY OUNCE
24 GRAINS = 1 PENNYWEIGHT (DWT)
20 DWT = 1 TROY OUNCE
480 GRAINS = 1 TROY OUNCE
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THE JOURNEY THAT COUNTS
Back when I was mining California's Trinity River country, suction dredging was still legal and very popular. State government had not yet regulated small-scale mining out of existence as they seem intent on doing today. For two centuries, California supported the mining industry and vice versa. Gold, and the search for it, had created prosperity, opportunity, and fortunes for argonauts and venture capitalists alike. Vast amounts of wealth passed from the streams and hillsides of the Sierra Nevada Mountains into San Francisco and Sacramento bank vaults. This was the foundational-wealth upon which the future empire known as California and the entire western U.S. was built. Folks nowadays seem to have forgotten about that.
During the 1980s, gold rush fever ran rampant in California. Miners, quite naturally, hoped gold would return to the 00 an ounce range so then maybe they could reap the benefit, for a change, from a volatile, ever-changing market. Of course, now gold is over 00 per ounce and you can't mine it except with 'hands and pans'. This restriction is ludicrous. But, I digress. So, in the spring of 1985, I decided to try my hand at dredging in the Shasta-Trinity Alps country. At that time, a sizable band of miners lived along the main river in close proximity to one another and the gold deposits which remained. It didn't take long to realize all the miners who had gathered thereabout were part of a larger fraternity with one common goal in mind, to find gold, the more the merrier. As I was soon to learn, there were benefits in belonging to our brotherhood. Members of the mining community were keen to support
fellow miners and most of us enjoyed a good party. When some dredging outfit needed logistical support or a work party, whoever was available would lend a hand. Word would get out and pretty soon, we had a good-sized team on site. As a collective, most of us got along really well. Many locals not actively-involved in mining enjoyed the presence of miners. We poured considerable revenue into local economies and residents seemed amenable to having our colorful cast of characters gathered there along the river. This receptive, helpful attitude flies in the face of what we are experiencing around our country today. Forces both known and unknown have created great division between us. My experiences are, of course, unique to a different era; but in the 1980s, most California miners I knew conducted themselves very well. We behaved as good neighbors and civic-minded citizens should while infusing a bit of old wild west color into the region. This included a collective desire for law and order to prevail. As a result, when desperadoes and other disruptive elements slunk into town causing trouble, we had one another's backs. In essence, we acted like a protective society which extended to friends throughout the community. My, how times have changed. They ban mining in California and now everyone's afraid of something or someone all the time. Congratulations. Well done, big brother.
Thanks for checking out our digs. Stop in some time for a bowl of stew and a brew.
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old of
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ldorado
8-13-17