My latests 'office'

[Richard Flanders]

Thought I'd post a pic or two of my latest office for the summer..... this is absolutely the best job in the world when it's like this.

[Dean Romig]

I guess somebody's gotta do it.... you poor sob :violin:

[Richard Flanders]

Thanks Dean... you're too kind... make it Vivaldi's 4-Seasons if you would...

[Jack Cronkhite]

I'll see that Vivalidi 4 and raise you a Vintage Islay Single

After shoveling and wheeling dirt all day in too much heat for an old guy, I really needed to see your office. I agree with Dean's eloquent observation.

Hope you don't suffer oxygen deprivation.

Cheers,
Jack

[Richard Flanders]

We had to climb 1000' up a very steep talus-filled gully just to start the traverse in the panorama. The kids thought I was nuts so I made sure I beat them to the top by 10minutes just to show them it's not all that hard. They recovered their egos eventually....

Here's a pic of my drill gear coming up the road to the drill site. The guy who makes these roads is a magician with a Cat....and fearless... It's every bit as steep as it looks. The first Cat in line is hauling a sloop with 10,000# of drill steel in it and next dragged the 11,000# drill up.

[Dave Fuller]

Rich - With gold at $1200/oz I assume "bid-nezz" is good... I hope that translates into more Parker money! Please show us the fruits of your summer labor. Hope to see you in Minnesota agian.

[Bruce Day]

So are you looking for veins of bull quartz that might be exposed? And why mountaintops and not slopes?

[Richard Flanders]

We are looking for whatever form of gold may be here. There's already been around 800,000oz of gold taken from the placer deposits and the bonanza source of those from the intrusive cupolas is long long gone so I'm looking for either unroofed intrusives that may have mineralized cupolas or low-grade high tonnage porphyry deposits in the root intrusives. I know I have at least 3 large intrusives that are only partially exposed so it's a decent bet that there may be something left. I'll attach a pic of the company logo I made up from some of the nuggets we mined in early July.

[Bruce Day]

Aha. So the higher on the mountain, the better the chance to be exposed, and you may be able to follow a porphyry rubble trail up the mountain slopes.

[Richard Flanders]

As is said, gold is where you find it, which is not always where you would like it to be. Since we want to find the rocks that are on top of the intrusives we have to be higher than they are. Since they are generally more resistant to erosion than the surrounding rocks they weather positively and create topographic highs... mountains. Thus to find what is above the intrusives, when erosion has removed the rock around them, we have to go high. In one place I have a totally unexposed large intrusive that is only indicated by an air mag anomaly and it's in relatively low country for here. That could be a totally virgin intrusive cupola; if it's mineralized it could be a monster. Pretty exciting. The high ground we're working on in the picture is formed by resistant intrusives and the hornfels shell around them. Not much intrusive is exposed compared to what is indicated by the air mag so it's a great target.... there's also a lot of gold-bearing quartz vein material to be picked up on the ground in places. We had good visible gold in core yesterday. This piece is 2mm across

[Francis Morin]

Lotsa metal to get worn or broken in that op- Give me a Lincoln SA-200 with plenty of lead to stinger and ground, lotsa 5P, HYP and 7018 LH-70 stick rod, a good set of Victor torches and an Ingersoll compressor on a heavy duty dually truck and I'm there- on the job. Had two buddies who tested in Tulsa for Alyeska- qualified and went there to work in the 1970's- made great $ but $40.00 for two Bud drafts and a burger in Anchorage- huumm-

Vivaldi's The Four Seasons- great composer- I'd go for some Mozart's "Eine Klein Nachmusik" mit a chilled glass of Leibfraumilch bitte- :bigbye:

[Dean Romig]

[QUOTE=Francis Morin;22451] $40.00 for two Bud drafts and a burger in Anchorage- huumm- [QUOTE]


That's a figment of someone's imagination gone wild.

In Anchorage I consumed (at one sitting) a 1 lb. NY strip sirloin, a heaping platter of king crab legs and three double shots of Jack Daniel's on ice for $46 on the longest day of the year '92

[Richard Flanders]

Where was that Dean?? Sounds like a hell of a meal. I had a NY strip, crab + a bottle of wine in a small oil town on the southeastern coast of Argentina once for $6! Good grass fed beef too. After a month long stint on a 15-meter sailboat coming from Antarctica, that was one heavenly meal I can tell you... Here's my 'office' today. Not so nice lately...

[Dean Romig]

Easy to see why that plane crashed with the weather you're having.

I don't remember the name of the place Rich, if I ever knew it at all....

We got off the NorthWest Airlines plane and took a cab to out hotel room to stash our gear then went back out to the cab and asked the driver (guy from the Bronx who was stationed in the Air Force in Anchorage then stayed on after his hitch was up) to take us to the best steak joint in town... not the fanciest or most expensive - just the place where we will get the best steak. He took us to a little hole-in-the-wall place on the North side of town, all one-story buildings at the time, and we went in and ate to our hearts content. The owner/chef was originally from Massachusetts so when we had finished and loosened our belts and ordered the 3rd JD he sent out another heaping platter of king crab legs on the house. I'd like to have a meal like that one again someday before I go to Tinkhamtown.

[Francis Morin]

[quote=Francis Morin;22451] $40.00 for two Bud drafts and a burger in Anchorage- huumm- [quote]


That's a figment of someone's imagination gone wild.

In Anchorage I consumed (at one sitting) a 1 lb. NY strip sirloin, a heaping platter of king crab legs and three double shots of Jack Daniel's on ice for $46 on the longest day of the year '92-- Hey Dean-o, I wasn't there, assumed each of my welder pals had the two Bud drafts (ounces in the glasses unknown) and a King Kong burger- so $20.00 each times two equals $40.00 They may have also tipped the waitress extra to get a phone number, Alaska has a high Wolf population I am told.

You are right about the best steak haus/restaurant in any sized town not always being the fanciest- Johnny's on Chicago's South side (with the red and white checkered tablecloths and a candle in a Chianti bottle in a wicker basket dead center-

I'll take George Dickel on the rocks (Sorry, JD ain't my favorite Tennesse sour mash) a Delmonico 12 ouncer medium rare, Maine lobster tails with lemon and drawn butter, baked potatoe, Caesar salad w/o the anchovies, buttered asparagus and besides ice water, a chilled glass of Lambrusco- just expresso for dessert- I don't have a "sweet tooth"--how's that sound?:):):cool:

[Dean Romig]

Sounds yummy Francisco... well, all except the Dan Quayle spelling of the Irish staple...

[Larry Frey]

Sounds yummy Francisco... well, all except the Dan Quayle spelling of the Irish staple...

:rotf::rotf::rotf:

[Dave Suponski]

:biglaugh:

[Francis Morin]

And he even thought Murphy Brown was a real life person--:rotf::rotf:

[Jack Cronkhite]

And he even thought Murphy Brown was a real life person--:rotf::rotf:

What?? She's not???

[Francis Morin]

That was my wife's favorite sit-com back then- loved it so much she named the English Cocker Spaniel the girls and I bought for her birthday present back then MURPHY!!

I always wondered why the first Prez. Bush picked a young lad like Danny Boy Qualye for his V-P- what did Dan bring to the table that wasn't already there?

And in an antithesis, the second Bush Prez. picks a V-P as old as his Dad=- who ran Halliburton with a "Seig Heil" mentality and was able to dust off errant Texas lawyers at a distance with his 28 gauge quail "escopeta" and walk away unscathed- Strange world, that of Politics and BIG $--:rolleyes::rolleyes::cool:

[Mike McKinney]

Francis,
I had a Brittany named Murphy, named him that because we had lived in Murphy, NC and really loved it there. Murphy was out of my great old dog, who had more heart than a dog should have. Took Murphy to the UP the first year and he pointed and backed as good as you could have ask, but the next year he was glad to point and back, but he could have cared less if he found a grouse or not, it wasn't much fun to have a dog that uninterested and actually I just couldn't take it. Pretty discouraging.
Mike

[Dean Romig]

Many years ago my daughters brought a couple of very nice young men around to our cottage in Maine to meet Kathy and me and go out for a boat ride. Turns out they were brothers and we could have guessed it anyway, they looked so much alike. The oldest introduced himself as Baxter and explained that he was conceived on a camping trip in Baxter State Park, Maine. We all thought that was unique and somewhat humorous.... until the younger brother introduced himself as Ford... we kinda raised our eyebrows and he said "Yup, back seat."

[Francis Morin]

"And that's what I like about the South"-- what great names. I know the great Tar Heel State a little bit, thanks to the USMC- Jacksonville area, Camp Lejeune- and a few weekends when I drove over to Fayetteville to see some HS buddies learning how to waste good airplane rides at Ft. Bragg- I also very much appreciate NC's equally great neighbor the Palmetto State and all the rich history, Andrew Clay 1824 comes to mind--

Dogs, like humans, are very hard to predict, IMO. Growing up, my Dad "inherited" I believe what the AKC lads call a "dropper", half registered Brittany, half English Setter- he named her "Speckles", Lord knows why, and she loved to bird hunt: good nose and instincts, solid on point, not a perfect retriever, but she'd find your bird, just didn't always bring it back-

But she lived for one thing- a 180 degree spin from the "Gun Shy" problem that can plague bird dogs- she loved to hear the gun(s) go off when the birdies flushed- In Ohio in the 1950's- No Sunday hunting, quail and dove were protected, and only Rooster pheasants were legal- We often got into many coveys of quail, and almost always put up Hen pheasants too in the course of a day's bird hunting- If she didn't hear a "Bang-Boom" when the birdies got airborne, she got discouraged, and headed back for Dad's Ford "Woodie" hunting car, and waited for us- she had "punched out" for the day- So we got in habit of carrying extra shells and at least one in our group would fire off a few shots skyward if a protected bird flew, and she stayed hunting for us--:bigbye::bigbye: