A New Discovery In Idaho!

At the end of the day, we start packing up and heading back to camp. Once again, we had a good day of digging with several buckets of jasper nodules. Brian heads back while I put in full buckets onto my ATV. I drive up the hill, and about the agate spot, I see others on the other side from where I was getting them. Then off on the right side of the track-way about five yards away, I a spot a really nice druzy one sitting on the ground. Ok…one more, I stop, get off and walk over to it, pick it up, put it in my pocket, and scan around the ground for anything else. Then I see a yellow flash about 15 feet away…what the hell…? I walk over to it, and it's a bright yellow metallic Botryoidal with the type of agate I've been finding. "No way," I say to myself, a Fire Agate! They are littered all over the ground!. Incredible, all this time, going back and forth at least 100 times, passing right by them just 25 feet from the track-way.

I've always admired the Fire Agates from Mexico and the others from New Mexico and Arizona. Some of the ones I'm finding are on rhyolite, and some are eroded off of it. They appear more like a scab on the rhyolite than any type of vein or formation. Like…the rhyolite had a wound that formed a scab on top of it. I start picking them up, and soon my pockets overflow, making walking hard. The unique color flashes are yellow, blue, pink, red, and green. Now, I have one like those in my hand, covering the ground before me. This is going to be maybe a game changer for me. From my experience, I know I can't overthink it, or else I won't get any sleep tonight. I head back to camp.

Brian is back and standing by his truck when he says, "where the Hell have you been, I was about to come looking for you." I can barely get off my machine without the rocks in my pockets digging into my leg. Brian looks at my pockets and laughs "you picked some more of those damn agates, didn't yeah" I smile and say,"sort of..." I walk over to him and say, "I found something else, but you can't tell anyone." I pause and look him straight in the eye. He looks back and knows that look. "ahh…, what is it?" Again I say, "I'm serious; you can't tell anyone yet, it's too close to the end of our dig, and it's lying on the ground waiting to be picked up. I need to get a claim on it as soon as we leave" He sighed, "show me what the hell it is, damn it!".

I'm enjoying this…so I stretch it out a little longer before showing him, so I ramble on. "You know, this could be a game changer for me. It's not a plume or a jasper. It's an agate with some great colors and…." He points his finger at me, "shut the hell up and show me, or I swear, I'm gonna kick you in the nuts!". I pull one rock out and show him...he doesn't quite see it, so I say, "it's a Fire Agate!. There are pounds of it lying on the ground. Tipping the rock on its side, I point out the flashing yellow and red fire under the white/clear agate cap scab. To his credit, he keeps his composer, and I don't see it coming as he looks closer at it and says, "No way, you don't know what the hell you're talking about; that's not a fire gate!". I'm stunned! "what?! look at the fire! it's just like rough ones they dig out in Mexico and Arizona," I exclaim. Quizzically, he looks at it again a little closer, "where? I don't see any fire?" I rip it from his hand, take off my glove, and point right to the shimmering fire layer the sun. "Right there! Damn it!" he looks at it again carefully; I look at him…and see a slight smile. I smile and say, "You asshole…". He lets out a big laugh and chuckles. "Ahh, man, I had you go'n!"

 

That night we talked about the possibilities and ways to mine it. First, I need to put claims on it (I posted and registered it with the county and BLM the day after we left). Second, I'll need to prove it. Since I have never carved anything before, I need to show it to people I can trust who have. Third, I need to learn to carve it myself; this way, I can get a better idea while mining what rough to keep and what to toss. Lastly, I'll need to vacuum the ground of every last one, write a mining notice, and come up with the bond money for a Fall 2022 dig.
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t's getting hot earlier in June, 100+ degrees, and it's not letting up for weeks, so going out there is very risky. A few weeks pass, and I see a weather window of low 80s for three days. I'll be taking my wife Linda to collect more this time. Linda likes looking for treasure. Like diving for golf balls near an oceanfront golf course in Hawaii. Snorkeling for lures at Warm Lake, kayaking under Swan Falls during low water flow, collecting coins people have thrown in making wishes. Or even driving out to my Oregon claims during the Fall harvest season, she'd look for onion road kill the harvest truck spill off the side of the road near curves and bumps. 
Collecting with Linda, we found that a good deal of fire agate is in nodular/geode form. Very cool, fire agate geodes lined with fire. I now have the time also to explore/prospect around to see if there are any other exposers. After spending two days walking and searching about five square miles without even a trace, it seems the Whiskey Creek area is a unique place on our planet.


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