My dad was a prospector. Oh, he was many things, he owned sign company, his father was the famous magician, The Great Fontaine, so he was a magician as well. He was a helluva guitarist. But the thing that seemed the most unique was he was a gold miner.
Guess who had to hike all over the desert with her dad, helping to carry all that equipment? In Yellow Rock, Dutch has 'Fatty' the mule. My dad had me. Sigh. And we lived in Yuma, Az. It was HOT. LOL.
I have many, many fond memories of digging for gold with dad. Once I sat on a boulder full of scorpions. (should have put that in the book) and another time, I found his biggest nugget. I was eight, and on a rock, just so we wouldn't lose the spot, I wrote; Kelly's MIND. I had typo's even at eight years old.
Anyway, I really enjoyed writing about Dutch, and reliving my c…