Coming Soon: the "Treasure Trove Dreams" Rogue's Gallery

The Rogue's Gallery

Despite the fact that most miners and treasure hunters are as decent, honest, and generous as the day is long, there is always that element of liars, cheats, thieves, hustlers, scammers and basic n'er-do-wells who make it their business to try and ruin yours. For lack of a better term I call these self-serving miscreants "rogues."

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If you take a gander over to the right of this post and down a bit, you'll see I've added a new item in the right sidebar titled the "Treasure Trove Dreams" Rogue's Gallery. What is the Rogue's Gallery? It will be a listing of individuals, companies, vendors, clubs, and/or shops that have been flagged as either untrustworthy or dishonest, or that make it a habit to conduct business in an unethical or questionable manner.

Who to Avoid

I myself will publish the first rogue on the list the first week of June 2011 (an honor justly earned by the yet un-named recipient). Each time I list a rogue I will do a small write-up post on his or her offenses and elaborate upon what those offenses were or are.

You know, the small-scale mining and treasure hunting communities are close knit and it won't take long for the word to get out there about who to avoid and who NOT to do business with. Now I may not be Fox News, but I have earned a large enough readership over the past 4 years to sting some of these rogues good and hard...something most of them have never had to worry about till now.

You'll Have Input Also

You, my readers, will also have the opportunity for input and nominations to the Rogue's Gallery. Just send me the details along with some documentation and/or independent verification. I need the latter for obvious reasons, one of which is listed in the next paragraph.

The "Treasure Trove Dreams" Rogue's Gallery is not meant to be a forum for vendettas but a means of passing a word of warning on to all of you so that you won't fall prey to these unscrupulous types. If I can save any of you a tiny bit of time, money, or anguish...then it's all worth it.

I'm NOT Joking

Unlike the real "Joker" pictured at the beginning of this post...I'm NOT joking about going after these folks whom I consider a blight and a cancer upon the small-scale mining and treasure hunting communities. So I am putting them on notice right here and now.

Like they say, "the pen is mightier than the sword..."

Peace.

(c)  Jim Rocha (J.R.)  2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Most Treasure Legends Don't Hold Water (Part 2)

 (Robert Louis Stevenson's classic treasure tale is all fiction. Perhaps many treasure legends are as well.)

The "Bread and Butter" of Treasure Hunting

One intriguing aspect of treasure tales is just how many share distinct similarities in terms of the their basic structure and outline. Often, the only things that change are the locations, the dates (if any), and the central figures involved.

I am not speaking here about the major treasure legends like Oak Island, the Lost Dutchman Mine, or the Lost Adams Diggings but about the host of smaller troves and caches you can read about in nearly every lost treasure book or online site devoted to treasure hunting, including "Treasure Trove Dreams." These less-well-known treasure tales form the "bread and butter" of every treasure hunter's research library.

Not an Easy Task

I still believe (as I've pointed out in other posts here) that each and every treasure tale or legend contains at least one element of truth to it, no matter how small that element may be. Finding out exactly what this element of truth is for a lesser treasure tale that has been passed down for decades or even centuries is not an easy task and may not be worth your research time and effort when push comes to shove.

There are numerous examples of what I'm talking about here that you yourself have probably identified somewhere along the way in your treasure hunting career. If you examine these  treasure tales closely you'll find a good number of them are repetitively similar.

Here are some that I've flagged:

1) The lost gold stash of a returning '49er.

This treasure tale variation crops up again and again in treasure hunting and lost treasure literature here in the U.S. Typically it involves an errant Argonaut returning from the California goldfields who either dies of disease or is killed on the way home or after reaching home and hearth. However, before his demise the unlucky miner buries a huge stash of placer gold nuggets somewhere nearby that relatives or friends cannot locate because the miner in question didn't (conveniently, I might add) tell anyone where the goods were.

Undoubtedly, many early miners who actually hit it big (and there weren't many) in the California goldfields never made it home or, once reaching home, sickened and died at one point or another. So that element of truth is present. But I've heard this same treasure tale told with differently named central figures as happening in California, Oregon, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and who knows where else. Get my drift?

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That's all for this round. I'll have more examples in my next post.

Good hunting to you.

If you liked this post, you may want to read: "Most Treasure Legends Don't Hold Water (Part 1)"

(c)  Jim Rocha (J.R.)  2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Most Treasure Legends Don't Hold Water (Part 1)

(The "Pinnacle:" a sandstone formation in the McBride's Bluff area of Martin County, Indiana.)

You Probably Already Know

If you've been around the treasure hunting block for a while you probably already know what I'm going to tell you. What is that, you ask?

The fact that many, if not most, treasure legends just don't hold water. How do I know this? Through careful research and documentation my friends....that's how I know.

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Let me give you a clear and compelling example:

One enduring treasure legend in the Hoosier State of Indiana involves a hoard of lost placer gold nuggets near a locale known as McBride's Bluff, a large sandstone massif located above the White River in Martin County . McBride's Bluff, by the way, is a very popular spot for Hoosiers to picnic and do the scenic outing thing.

Now before you start walking away shaking your head about gold nuggets in Indiana, you need to know that the Hoosier State does contain detrital placer gold derived from ancient glaciers in a number of locations. Granted, most of this natural gold is quite small in size, but nuggets as large as 1/3 troy ounce have been recovered from Indiana's glacial deposits in the past.

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OK, good enough. We've established that natural gold really does exist in Indiana. In fact, there are quite a few small-scale and recreational gold miners who regularly work certain creeks and streams in the Hoosier State.

This Legend Really Loses Steam

This fact lends initial credence to any treasure tale of lost gold nuggets in Indiana, but it's still quite a challenge
to prove that a large hoard of gold nuggets was buried near McBride's Bluff by a band of Choctaw Indians under attack by white soldiers way back when. This is the essential premise of this treasure tale...that a band of Choctaws holed up at McBride's Bluff, buried a hoard of placer gold nuggets there, and then were wiped out by the U.S. Army.

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But the legend of the "Lost Gold Nuggets of McBride's Bluff" really loses steam when a bit of basic historical research is performed by the astute treasure hunter.

You see,

(1) the Choctaw Indian Tribe never settled in Indiana nor were the Choctaws a true part of the Hoosier State's Native American ancestry;

(2) There is no historical record of a battle fought between ANY Indian tribe (let alone the Choctaws) in Martin County, Indiana; and

(3) With a few isolated exceptions, the majority of Native Americans in America's past avoided gold or gold mining like the plague because they knew all to well the lust and greed of the white man for the yellow metal and what lengths he would go to in acquiring it.

I think you see what I'm getting at now, don't you? A treasure tale or lead that first appears quite solid may turn out to be just another "will-o-the-wisp."

All it takes is a little investigating...

Good hunting.

If you liked this post, you may want to read: "Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 3)"

(c)  Jim Rocha (J.R.)  2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 2)

 (Colonel C.L. Dunham, Union brigade commander at the Battle of Parker's Crossroads, Tennessee.)

 “Seek and Destroy”

General Nathan Bedford Forrest was one of the most feared Confederate cavalry commanders in the “western” theater of the U.S. Civil War. He was shrewd, intelligent, fearless, and a master of strategy.

With this in mind, Union brigade commander C.L. Dunham was somewhat apprehensive when he marched his 1,500-man force into camp just outside Clarksburg, Tennessee in late December 1862. You see, Dunham’s orders were to “seek out and destroy” Bedford Forrest’s Confederate cavalry brigade

Itching for a Fight

News of Forrest’s presence reached Dunham that night outside Clarksburg while his brigade was pitching camp at a spot known as Dollar Hill. It seems that Forrest’s rebel units were encamped near Parker’s Crossroads and itching for a fight.

Unsure of the outcome of the upcoming battle to be fought, Colonel Dunham ordered a lieutenant and two enlisted men from the 39^th Iowa Regiment to bury the brigade’s payroll chest which was filled with gold specie. This they did, burying the payroll chest a short distance from a nearby spring.

A Bitterly Fought Pitched Battle

Early the next morning Dunham’s brigade collided with Bedford Forrest’s men at Parker’s Crossroads in a bitterly fought pitched battle. Forrest’s forces eventually prevailed, forcing Dunham’s brigade into defensive positions along with the rest of the Union forces.

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Right after the battle, heavy downpours of cold rain mixed the blood of the dead into the soil at Parker’s Crossroads. Among those who lost their lives in the battle were the lieutenant and two enlisted men from the 39^th Iowa who had buried the brigade’s payroll chest.

 (Confederate General Nathan Bedford Forrest.)

A King’s Ransom in Gold

When the remnants of Colonel Dunham’s brigade returned to Dollar Hill they found the entire area a sea of mud and standing water. Despite repeated attempts by Dunham’s men to relocate the burial site of the brigade’s payroll, they were unsuccessful.

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Based on this account, a fortune in U.S. gold type coins remains buried somewhere on Dollar Hill outside Clarksburg, Tennessee. For the treasure hunter who locates the spot where the three soldiers of the 39^th Iowa buried the brigade’s payroll, a king’s ransom in gold awaits.

Something to Think About

Researching this treasure tale should prove easy, since a great deal of historical information exists about both Colonel Dunham’s brigade, the 39^th Iowa, and the Battle of Parker’s Crossroads. However, I have a couple of questions I’d like to throw out here about the validity of this treasure legend:

1) “Why wouldn’t a senior commander like Colonel Dunham post a small guard detail at the payroll cache site before marching his men to Parker’s Crossroads?”

2) "Did heavy rains really swamp Dollar Hill immediately after the Battle of Parker's Crossroads?"

Something to think about as you research this one, right? Good hunting to you.


If you liked this post, you may want to read: "Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 1)"

(c)  Jim Rocha (J.R.)  2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 3)

 (Tiptonville is located in extreme northwestern Tennessee.)

Exacting Vengeance on Southerners

Like most of the southern and southeastern states in the U.S., Tennessee saw its share of Civil War battles. These battles are, for the most part, well documented and just as well known.

What isn’t known so well, however, are the depredations committed against civilians in Tennessee by  thieves and murderers who used Old Glory to mask their criminal enterprises. In fact, some Union soldiers (and I use the term “soldier” loosely here..) thought it their God-given right to exact vengeance on defenseless Southerners.

Low Lives Dressed in Blue

Alexander Beckham was a wealthy plantation owner in Lake County, Tennessee who fit the bill quite nicely in the eyes of a group of low-lives dressed in blue. This band of theives was encamped not far from his property near Tiptonville and had heard from a captured Confederate that Beckham had amassed a large fortune in gold coins doing business over the years.

Taking this information to heart and looking to make a big “haul,” in May 1863 this criminal element snuck onto Alexander Beckham’s property in the dead of night, catching the entire Beckham family by surprise. They forced everyone out of the main plantation house at gunpoint, beating and terrorizing them as they did so.

 ($10 gold pieces such as this Liberty Head were probably part of Beckham's cache.)

 "I'll Send You Straight to Hell!"

While Beckham and his family stood in the yard shaking and terrified in their night clothes, the Federals ransacked the house searching for the gold. After a solid hour tearing things apart and causing all sorts of damage to the interior of the Beckham home, the thieves came up empty except for a handful of low-denomination silver coins and a few pieces of Mrs. Beckham’s jewelry.

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Frustrated and angry, the leader of this murderous pack of wolves threatened Beckham with a six-shot Navy Colt. “Damn you for the Rebel traitor you are…tell us where the gold is or I’ll send you straight to hell!”

Beckham shook his head and said simply, “There is no gold.” The Union soldier pressed the Colt hard against the side of Beckham’s head. “Tell us!” he hissed. The plantation owner stood his ground silently until the report of the Navy Colt reverberated through the grove of oak trees lining the pathway to the Beckham house.

A Few Miles North of Tiptonville?

Did Alexander Beckham cache a large trove of gold coins on his plantation property? Evidently he did, but before his murder he never told his wife or any other family member where those coins were hidden.

According to legend, the old Beckham plantation grounds are still marked by a grove of old oak trees just a few miles north of Tiptonville, Tennessee. If true, a fortune in gold coins still awaits recovery by a lucky treasure hunter.

Good hunting to you.

If you liked this post, you may want to read: “Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 2)”

http://treasuretrovegold.blogspot.com/2011/05/civil-war-era-treasures-in-tennessee_12.html

(c) Jim Rocha (J.R.) 2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Waybill to Lost Gold in Utah's Henry Mountains (Part 3)

(An old Spanish gold bar or "dore.")

(Note: This post is out of sequence due to a Blogger publishing glitch. Sorry for any confusion. Jim)


In this, Part 3 of this series of posts, Al Hainey continues with his waybill to the possible location of lost Spanish gold in Utah's Henry Mountains:

"3 Concretions Split in Half"

"Well, after 'Pancho' read all that Spanish writing we sat down to talk things over. 'Pancho' said that one thing we needed to look for was a sign that was different or unusual. The old writing in the hidden cave said this sign would be 3 round concretions split in half like apples."

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"Next thing we needed to do was use those 3 halved objects like a surveyor's scope. If we lined those 3 'splits' up and sighted through 'em just right they would point the way to the old Spanish mine."

(Note: Al Hainey never provided additional details on just exactly what those '3 concretions' split in half were. Deformed hillocks? Cracked boulders? Or some other sort of natural formation? This omission on Hainey's part is disconcerting, to say the least .J.R.)

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"I'll make a longer story shorter by saying that me and 'Pancho' found that landmark mentioned in the old Spanish cave writings. Sure as can be, when you lined 'em up and looked through 'em just right they pointed to a bench on one of the smaller peaks of the Henrys right near a natural spring."

We was pretty excited by that time and made our way over to that area as quick as we could. When we got there right away we found an old smelter....there was no mistaking just what it was. Hell, right away I was thinkin' we was rich men and I pounded old 'Pancho' on the back till I like to broke it!"

"Nada"

"Right away we started searchin' high and low for the old mine tunnel itself and any outcroppings or veins carrying gold. Well we kept on searchin,' first for days, then weeks, then a month or longer but we found nothin.' No metal slag, no pretty quartz with gold shot through it, nada."

"'Pancho, well he got pretty disgusted with the bad hand we'd been dealt, and one morning he up and quit on me sayin' he was tired and hungry and figgered he'd be better off tryin' to make a few dollars herdin' sheep in the flatlands below."

A Handful of Rusty Rocks

"I stayed on a few more weeks until the supplies run out and then I packed up too. But before I left I made one more search around the old smelter and picked up a few rocks layin' around it that were sort of rusty lookin'."

Don't exactly know why those rocks caught my eye...they wasn't pretty like jewelry quartz and a feller couldn't see no gold in them. But I picked up a handful and carried them down the mountain so's I could get 'em fire assayed one day when I was flush again."

(Note: Many gold ores exhibit a rusty or reddish-orange appearance to the naked eye, typically a sign of strong iron or iron sulphide oxidation and mineralization. J.R.)

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That's it for this round. I'll present the conclusion to this intriguing treasure tale of lost gold in a subsequent post.

Good hunting!

If you liked this post, you may want to read: "Gold Detector Reviews: Garrett's 'Infinium LS' (Part 1)"

http://treasuretrovegold.blogspot.com/2010/06/gold-detector-reviews-garretts-infinium.html

(c) J.R. 2010

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Civil War-Era Treasures in Tennessee (Part 1)

(Location of Crockett County, Tennessee.)

Over the years I’ve heard that the state of Tennessee is a treasure hunter’s paradise and the Volunteer State’s rich history has no doubt had a large hand in this. In this series of posts, however, I want to focus on Tennessee treasure troves related to the U.S. Civil War-era.

Solomon Shaw’s Gold Coins

This lost treasure tale is about one Solomon Shaw, a wealthy plantation owner in Crockett County who lived with his wife and servants near the village of Quincy. Over the years Shaw had accumulated quite a stash of gold coins which he kept hidden in wooden nail kegs on his property.

(Note: Some accounts state that Shaw buried two full kegs of gold coins on his property while others say the number of kegs was three. Take your pick. Jim)

In the mid-summer of 1863 a band of mounted renegades heard through the grapevine that Solomon Shaw had a fortune in gold specie buried on his land. Now whether these renegades were Union outriders known as “bummers” or Confederate “bushwhackers” on the prowl, I can’t say. What is known though is that these thugs were after Shaw’s gold.

Strung Up on a One-Way-Trip

Shaw was confronted by the renegades who demanded he give up the location of his gold. Shaking his head from side-to-side, Shaw refused to reveal this information. Tiring of his stubbornness, the renegades looped a noose over his neck, strung Shaw up from a thick limb on one of the large oak trees in his front yard, and sent the wealthy plantation owner on a one-way trip to eternity.

Shaw’s wife had hidden herself in the main plantation house’s cellar during this sordid affair and emerged only after the renegades had departed for better “hunting” grounds. After the war had ended, Mrs. Shaw (along with the help of servants) spent an untold amount of time and effort trying to find the buried kegs of gold coins, but she never did. Apparently, Mr. Shaw never told his wife where the "goodies" were buried.

Gaining Access to the Shaw Plantation

My understanding is that Crockett County now owns the land that the old Shaw plantation was on, which is near the junction of Nance Road and Highway 152. If this you live in the area and can verify or discount this information, please let me know will you?

(Imagine finding hundreds of gold coins like this.)

Some folks in the treasure hunting community have suggested contacting county officials to gain access to detect the old Shaw plantation grounds, but I tend to dislike that approach myself. Even if you gained access this way (i.e., the legal or right way), what do you think would happen if you did find Solomon Shaw’s gold coins?

I guess what I am trying to say here is this: NEVER broadcast your intentions as a treasure hunter unless there is something to be gained from it. I’m not suggesting you do anything illegal or untoward, but stealth is always preferable to advertising your treasure hunting activities. I’ll leave it at that…

Good hunting to you.

If you liked this post, you may want to read: “Don’t Cross That Bridge Without Checking Underneath It (Conclusion)”

http://treasuretrovegold.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-cross-that-bridge-without-checking_04.html

© Jim Rocha (J.R.) 2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Don't Cross That Bridge Without Checking Underneath It (Conclusion)

(Another view of downtown Reno's Virginia Street Bridge.)

Here’s the conclusion to my 3-part series of posts on this topic:

Jerry, Walt, and Darrell’s Overall Take?

No one except Jerry Felesina, Walt Dulaney, and Darrell Garman themselves knows the exact dollar value of all the items they recovered from their multi-season suction dredging operations beneath Reno, Nevada’s historic Virginia Street Bridge. Rumors circulating through the small-scale mining and treasure hunting communities back in the early 1980s cited these figures:

$30,000 for their best season of dredging the Truckee River in Reno
$60,000 total recovery value (all seasons)
$100,000+ total recovery (all seasons)

My guess is that Jerry, Walt, and Darrell’s overall take was somewhere between the last two figures cited, although this is sheer supposition on my part and nothing more. No matter how you slice it though, these former small-scale gold miners turned treasure hunters went home with their pockets bulging.

Treasure Won, Treasure Lost

But treasure won can sometimes be treasure lost. Unfortunately, later in the 1980s one of the dredging trio’s relatives stole the very best (i.e., most expensive) gold rings and jewelry items the boys had recovered from beneath the Virginia Street Bridge and sold them to support a drug habit.

Why the dredging “pards” ended up putting their very best eggs in one basket is puzzling to an old miner and treasure hunter like me. Perhaps they were waiting for better prices or maybe the three of them had a falling out of some sort…I really don’t know, but this should serve as a classic example to stick to the old mining adage, “mind your goods.”

Another River and Another Bridge

The second bridge recovery I wanted to tell you about happened a few years later right near the old Sierra mining town of Downieville in California’s northern Motherlode. This is the area where I spent of lot of time mining back in the 1980s and is only about 12 miles from the North Yuba River placer claim my “pard” (another Jim R.) and I now own.

Unless I miss my bet, the Nevada Street Bridge crosses the N. Yuba just as you head north out of town toward Sierra City. An enterprising duo of suction dredgers thought they had good reason to start working underneath the bridge and began running their gold suction dredge there. Whether these small-scale miners knew something the rest of us didn't know at the time or just got lucky, I can't say...this info came to me second hand.

A Mini-Gold Stampede

The upshot? The enterprising duo hit a small, but apparently very rich pocket or paystreak of placer gold that triggered a mini-gold stampede in the area until town and county bureaucrats put the kibosh on all dredging under or near the bridge itself. It was a madhouse until the authorities stepped in evidently, and I tend to believe it. Gold does strange things to people, myself included!

(The Nevada Street Bridge over the N. Yuba River at Downieville, California.)

I heard later on through the mining grapevine that the two dredgers in question also recovered a few old coins and artifacts during their bridge dredging activities along with their many ounces of placer gold. How many ounces exactly these two miners pulled from beneath the Nevada Street Bridge, I can't say, but evidently they did all right. (Note: If memory serves me well, gold was at nearly $800.00 a troy ounce at the time. Jim)

Remember these 3 things if you’re interested in becoming a bridge hunter or dredger:

1) Many items thrown off bridges don’t reach the water and low tides or low river levels may make banks or beaches good spots to hunt as well.

2) Local officials may throw a monkey wrench in your plans so be prepared for potential bureaucratic B.S.

3) Last but not least, YOU MAY NOT WANT TO FIND EVERYTHING thrown off bridges, and that’s a fact!

Good hunting out there.

If you liked this post, you may want to read: “Don’t Cross That Bridge Without Checking Underneath It (Part 2)”

http://treasuretrovegold.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-cross-that-bridge-without-checking.html

© Jim Rocha (J.R.) 2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com

Don't Cross That Bridge Without Checking Underneath It (Part 2)



(Simple 14-kt. wedding bands like this were common recoveries beneath Reno's Virginia Street Bridge.)

I now continue with the second post in this series:

“Divorce Capital of the World”

In the early summer of 1976 the Nevada Department of Fish and Game issued a dredging permit to Jerry Felesina, Walt Dulaney, and Darrell Garman. The boys donned wet suits, fired up their gold suction dredge, and began dredging the waters underneath and around downtown Reno’s famous Virginia Street Bridge.

The boys were fixated on recovering the tens of thousands of coins that tourists had pitched from the bridge for decades while wishing for good luck. Once again, Jerry, Walt, and Darrell had not fully understood what awaited them underneath the Virginia Street Bridge…you see, Reno was also known as the “Divorce Capital of the World” and many a wedding ring had also been tossed off the bridge over the years.

Hitting the “Motherlode”

On their very first day of dredging, the boys recovered over 25 pounds of coins, including numerous U.S. silver type coins minted before 1965. Their haul included everything from silver dollars to lowly pennies minted when real metals were still used in American coinage.

Gold also came their way that first day. The light bulbs began going off in their heads when this enterprising trio of erstwhile mining “pards” found over 40 gold rings in the their dredge’s sluice box in addition to the coins. Jerry, Walt, and Darrell had hit the “Motherlode” in downtown Reno without ever sitting down at a casino table or pulling the handle of a slot machine!

Gold Teeth and Valuable Coins

The boys continued to dredge all that summer, ultimately drawing large crowds of onlookers who yelled their encouragement and in some instances flung more coins (and a few wedding bands as well) into the water around the dredge. Although their daily take dwindled with each successive dredging season, Jerry, Walt, and Darrell continued to work the Truckee River beneath the Virginia Street Bridge for a number of subsequent years.

(Although this is an 1876 silver dime, it's a "Seated Liberty" similar to the Carson City Mint dime the boys recovered that was worth nearly $1,000.00.)

The three dredgers also found numerous historical artifacts in the Truckee including an old pistol and iron odds and ends from Reno’s early days. Aside from rings, their gold finds included old brooches, chains, crosses, and even gold teeth! One of the most valuable coins Jerry, Walt, and Darrell recovered was an 1873 Carson City (CC) Mint "Seated Liberty" silver dime valued at nearly a thousand dollars.

There's more coming so stay tuned. Good luck and good hunting!

If you liked this post, you may want to read: "Don't Cross That Bridge Without Checking Underneath It (Part 1)"

http://treasuretrovegold.blogspot.com/2011/04/dont-cross-that-bridge-without-checking.html

© Jim Rocha (J.R.) 2011

Questions? E-mail me at jr872vt90@yahoo.com