Meaningful Discovery………….#97 (the 60’s)

48 Chevy Pickup

48 Chevy Pickup

      The band having secured their license to solicit for employment from the Union were ready to sample the musical opportunities that the east bay had to offer.    Gary’s parents augmenting a journey to their Sierra Mountain Pioneer retreat, the edifice still in the construction stage,  it’s colloquialism designation,  a cabin,  but in reality a future two bedroom small retirement home.  The purpose of the trip being to convey building materials for the project and extending a weekend invitation for three musician to respite from their prodigious endeavor of securing a booking and to immerse themselves in the aura of the foothills embracing the Sierras.   During his military service Gary’s purchased an additional pick-up truck, a 1/4 ton 1948 Chevrolet,  giving retirement status to the responsive 40 Chevy Four Speed.   Setting about his parents occupying the piloting seat  the three wayfaring  musicians occupying the pickup truck-bed like steerage passengers among the amassed amount construction  material stored aboard.   Traversing thru the Livermore Valley it was soon discovered that the 1948 transports performance was struggling,  vacillating with hesitations.  Gary’s father finally halting its progress, diagnosing  a fuel pump problem and accordingly turning about  nursing the pickup back to Oakland before the fuel inadequacy caused a standstill.

Pioneer, a remnqnt of the past

Pioneer, a remnant of the past

    The cargo transferred to the old responsive 4 speed 40 Chevrolet the group once again resumed their travels bound for the Sierras.  The three cohorts discovering that the building material provided some protection from the on rushing wind, soon leaving the stifling calidity of the San Joaquin Valley turning east on highway #88 that venture thru Kit Carson Pass to Nevada.   The rolling acclivity of the foothills becoming prevalent Gary pointing out to the California newcomers the hillside tailings, the residue giving notice of past excavation for the accolade of precious metals, gold.    The stage-stop town of Pioneer having remaining a time less remnant of the past coming into view, the encompassing travelers turning north onto Buckhorn Ridge Road, the last blacktop, then gravel and dirt the remainder of the way.   As the pickup made itself down the final dirt lane still very much familiar, Gary affronting  the recollections of youth, a waning,  the prospect of adventurer no longer the precursor of record but still a viable memory.

Pine engulfed Buckhorn Ridge Rd.

Pine engulfed Buckhorn Ridge Rd.

     Disembarking, viewing  the raising walls predicated the sub floor proclaiming a beginning credence to its oracle, a signature of accomplishment addressing the cabin structure..   The visitors more than willing to assist the elder Willson in the fabricating task at hand, their labor a welcoming  addition to the complex, but Gary awaiting opportunity having another calendared event  readied for activation.  The night in the forest laden environment was enshrouded in darkness, save the hue and shadows cast by the pitted bellowing flames of the bond fire, a much remember tradition from Gary’s past, its essence surrounded by a captive family.  The morning would bring an undertaking to corral the clandestine remains of their accomplishments,  once accomplished allowing the applauded help a time to begin a quest of promontory discovery,  a search for the hidden remains of past gold excavations.

Pine needles on a mound a sign of mine tailings

Pine needles on a mound a sign of mine tailings

      The three explorers flashlight in hand venturing down the frequented path of Gary’s youth,  past the natural water source, the spring still flowing from the track laden abandon mine.  Traveling deeper on the zoological trail with its tree enshrouded canopy covering seeking signs of the vigilant  mounds, mine tailings, remnants off past excavations.  Eureka, the discovery of pine needle covered tailings leading from a draw, a positive sign.  With further investigation, behind the concealing brush the remains of a mine entrance, from its appearance its ground level small opening could be access from a prone position.   A closer examination found a steep sloping incline, Gary was well aware of the possible danger of vertical shafts of twenty feet and deeper, having stumbled upon them in his youthful discovery era.  Knowing from experience, a first discovery would accelerate Jerry and Glenn’s enthusiasm just as his exuberant was vaulted in the past,  Gary noting that it was often ensued during haste,  inventiveness sometimes would preclude precaution.

Entrance openings to a possible subteranean adventure

Opening to a possible subterranean adventure

      An approach was conceived to ascertain the entrance could be breached and what lay beyond the entrance.  It was devised that  Jerry would enter laying on his stomach would breach the entrance slowly lowering himself into the subterranean abyss, Gary would follow holding his legs and following suite with Glenn holding Gary’s extremities.  Jerry could then determine whether this was just an exploratory hole or the entrance to a once workable mine.  The results from Jerry’s observation were  discouraging,  if it was once an entrance the tunneling was no longer viable, having been sealed decades ago.  It was only after the abortive attempt did Jerry mention a concern about being first into the darken abyss,  the possibility of rattlesnakes.  
      The exploration continued with two other findings, both relics of the past with a non attainable entrance and no certainty of opulence, but with the act of  discovery Gary achieved introducing his friends to his youthful past and the sharing of enduring memories.   The returning transit to the bay-area was a non-event, the 22-year-old  Chevy still a reliable highway performer,  the three returning  musicians once back in Oakland, still hopeful of a discovery, not a gold mine from the past but a mother lode on the bandstand.

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2 Responses to “Meaningful Discovery………….#97 (the 60’s)”

  1. Tricia Kilfoil Says:

    Great story enjoyed it very much.

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