Rocks

Eastern Oregon. Hot. Dusty. Less populated (thus more sane). Rocks. And more rocks. The Ochocos hold a vast assortment of Gods trasures hidden in the good earth. My quarry was thunder eggs and jasper (jasper is just a natural go along with many of the rockhounding searches). Did good in the mountains and for added wonderfulnes headed out to Richardsons' Ranch just north of Madras to dig in the rich thunderegg beds they have. Bunk, nada at the blue bed (I think under water), strangeness at the flat bed (but some wicked awsome flame red jasper streaking the hard rock!). The red bed: oh yeah baby, thats the spot. Got some nice ones, but since I had wasted so much time at the two other places I had to cut short my digging to get back down to the ranch house to pay for them and get them cut. Only set me back a little over 20 bucks for over a dozen rocks\cutting. Will get them polished locally. You know, two other beds I have yet to check out. One is said to have a wonderful red moss agate matrix... I must return! And soon! And buy a slab saw and a trim saw and a cab machine to facilitate the polishing of said rocks...