Rainy Kilkivan Trip.


This weekend I travelled to Kilkivan, braving the weather, secretly hoping it wasn’t going to rain as much as was predicted. No such luck. It wasn’t like anybody was looking for a lifeboat, but it was wet and miserable.

I arrived on Friday afternoon and put the tent up in the dark. Axeman and Bill were all ready there, and happily offered encouragement. An invite to the camp ground managers house for drinks and food was happily accepted. The rain got steadily heavier all night.

Saturday morning, still raining. There is a perfectly good creek, just up the road, full of gold waiting to be dug up. Bit of rain never hurt anyone. ( I’m so sick right now. )

Rain clouds on Mt. Longtunnel.

Working in the creek soon turned into working in a sauna, a combination of being damp from the rain and increasing humidity. I spent the morning cleaning the bedrock in the hole, running only the material right on top of the bedrock. I spent a lot of time bailing out water as well.

 

Gold exposed on/or in the bedrock.

The Lost Irishman No.2 Shaft, seems to be coming along very nicely.  A mandatory lunch break was had at 1 pm, when the heavens opened and everybody took cover.

Rain during the gold dig.

After the rain had eased off a bit, we ventured out again, finding the creek had risen about 100mm from the 20 minute down pour. I was able to shovel gravel straight into the sluice and it would wash clear in under ten seconds.

Saturdays take.

It’s always nice to see gold in the sluice, but it looks better with something for scale, 5 and 10 cent coins seem to be the same size all over the world. A couple of new Queensland Prospecting Club members arrived on the scene and made introductions.  After chatting for a while and offering advice, it was time for me to pack up.

I had enough for the day and went back to the camp ground. Stopping only to talk to the locals.

Local Eastern Gray Kangaroo’s.

It continued to rain for the rest of the day and night, come Sunday morning, I was over the weather, packed my stuff and was on my way home by 7.30am.

Thanks for reading. Get out there, do something.

 

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About ivoradventures

Lives Brisbane north. Age 47. Male. Interests-heaps of stuff. Camping, fishing, and gold panning, keeps me quite busy. I still find time to cook,and spend time family and friends. I truly enjoy my daughters company(Shannon), but don't see enough of her since she moved out. There is a certain type of beauty that exists only in the wild places, and it calls to you. Go and explore! And drag someone with you.
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2 Responses to Rainy Kilkivan Trip.

  1. Hello there, just became aware of your blog through Google, and found that it’s very informative. I will appreciate if you continue this in future. Lots of people will be benefited from your writing. Cheers!

  2. bushboy says:

    I like your stories too mate. I know all these places well but today it’s raining and a good time for reading. Kilkivan has a lot to offer people who like to scrounge around in the bush, find a few bits of gold, remember the old timers and enjoy the wildlife. Above that creek you’re in on the hill top I have scratched up a few manganese stained nuggets. Just flattish little bits. And a few in the creek itself too. That’s going back ten years or so.

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