(Steal a K.I.S.S., now featured on our website)
The map shows our little corner of the world having received 4-7 inches of rain the past week, and it hasn’t let up this morning!
Creeks are crowding their banks and sometimes overflowing. We’re looking at another 1-4 inches in the next few days.
Our moods are reflected by the weather and I apologize right up front, but it’s been a tough month losing both of Bob’s parents.
The kids are all out of school and we look forward to the weather that should accompany summer vacation! They all had a great time with my sister on Monday when we were blessed with a partially sunny day.
The weekend was a bust as far as weather goes… but we did have a little excitement Sunday when another sister made the trip from Rapid City to her home with a “box of bees.” Bob and I were there for the homecoming (Bob grew up in the bee business) and the little critters settled in without incident. I’m sure they were busy bees yesterday when the sun came out!
We did a drive-by at Boulder over the weekend. The creek was going strong and we noticed the Black Hills Prospectors had an outing despite the rain.
A word of caution to those not so familiar with the Black Hills… these mountain streams can swell very quickly and we don’t want to see anyone get stranded! Many a time we have been sluicing when a storm drives us out of the canyon and to higher ground with the potential threat of flooding! I remember a couple of years back we pulled into the Camp Five area to take a look at the creek, only to watch a pickup stranded to the hood in water, then slowly be pulled downstream. That was actually pretty lucky… the driver had time to escape!
Wallace Falls |
Robey, our oldest grandson, also had a lucky escape during post-flood season. We now refer to a small pond on Boulder as "Wallace Falls" since the day we were sluicing downstream and Robey took a little hike through shin-high water up the creek around a curve. Grandpa Bob has good instincts and went to check on him. Robey was floundering in water over his head... grandpa hollered for him to grab on and he did, pulling himself up enough to be rescued.
We later heard several stories (Robey is great with stories) about him seeing Nemo, a few yellow sharks and I'm sure a lobster or two... someday we'll get a sign made to commemorate Wallace Falls.
So we’ll get back to work this coming week; back to the sanity of gold fever!
We will post some new photos on the website of the mini-trommel Jim is developing for sale… but give me a few days to wind down and get life back to a steady pace.