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The following day we got our license to work the Weaver claim and purchased a dry washer and wet sluice.
|This was spotted in the claims office|
In 1928 a woman named Sara Perkins, a homesteader's wife, observed that this particular rock, when viewed from the proper angle, resembled a frog. She painted it and it has become quite the landmark ever since.
After the passing the frog you will turn right off the highway and follow Stanton Rd for 15 miles to the town, the road is gravel and rough but worth the trip. Once known as Antelope Station, Stanton experienced gold rush fever in 1863 in the form of a gold strike. What was once a stage stop transformed over night into a western boom town thanks to its rather large deposits of gold. Legend has it that when a prospector left his group to go round up some mules on a nearby hill, he literally stumbled on gold nuggets lying right atop the soil. It didn’t take long for Charles P. Stanton to transform the town when he entered in 1871. Not only did this soon-to-be town boss change the name to suit himself, he took on various roles such as postmaster, deputy, and justice of the peace. However, history does not paint a kindly picture of this man of many hats. Apparently, Mr. Stanton had some persuasive “friends” that allowed him to quietly take over the town. This band of thugs helped him stage various dirty deals that landed him a rather poor reputation, even by Old Western standards. Stanton’s hold on the town ended in 1886 when he was shot to death in his own store by a man claiming to be avenging an insult Stanton had hurled at the man’s sister. By the 1890s, Stanton was a legitimate community filled with miners, their families, a general store, a stamp mill, a hotel, a boarding house, and several other buildings. Today, Stanton is owned by the Lost Dutchman’s Mining Association and has been transformed into a campground for members.
On the way back we rounded a corner and this is what we seen.
Now this has never happened to us before...
The next day we followed Bob out to the site. Now we had thought about going out on one of those jeep rides through the desert but after driving to the claim we changed our minds as we did some serious off roading to get to the site, I had my eyes closed most of the time.
Once you figure out where you are going to dig then you have to mark your claim. This is done by marking the four corners with buckets, milk jugs or whatever you have. Put your name and the date that you work the claim and if it isn't worked in 7 days than it is up for grabs.
You need lots of buckets and when I think of all the buckets we sold or gave away! Anyway, dig the dirt, classify it through screens that fit on the buckets and then put it in the puffer and after a couple of buckets you do a clean out. We on average puffed 6 buckets and then brought home 4-6 buckets to run through the wet sluice.
Once run through the sluice you do a clean out and then run that through the separator.
Then I pan the results and get the gold. We did get a picker which is a piece of gold that you can pick up with you fingers.
We worked our claim for a while then Bob told us to work in his claim as he was getting some good gold and he wouldn't be able to work it all by himself.
The day before Jimmie and John were to leave they went to lunch with Sharel and Bob. The girls got into the margaritas and upon their arrival back at camp they came over telling us to get our glasses, well you don't have to ask us twice. Needless to say a good time was had by all.
Sharel, Bella and Bob (aka Dakota Bob) Spears from South Dakota
We enjoyed our time in Congress AZ at North Ranch with our new friends and look forward to seeing them next year, safe travels.
We leave tomorrow and are headed to Kingman AZ to visit our friends Terri and Danny Baker.