Going Gold Mining

[AyaqGuyaq]

I'm heading 200 miles up the Nushagak River to sleuce some gold with my cousin.

I'll miss you guys and gals.

Coupla people have been killed by bears recently, with another one seriously mauled.

I'll have my semi-auto .30-06 with me . . .

I hope to be posting in a coupla weeks, 'cause it'll mean I made it back alive.

Love you guys and beautiful ladies.

Ayaq

Edited to add that I wish I could have one of you beautiful ladies to cuddle up next to . . .

Ayaq

Edited July 1, 2017 by AyaqGuyaq

[ghostounet]

Good Luck

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[ChknFngr]

ok, u better come back healthy and with enough gold to get a mic and join us on TS

lol

take care sweet kayak

[Predat0r]

only thing @AyaqGuyaq gets.. is a GOLDEN SHOWER 

[Smeggie]

You don't have to worry about the bears, you taste bad from what I hear.

Come home rich brother!

[JohnnyNashville]

Back in my youth I would go gold panning in Colorado, had a great time...all I carried was a 22 pistol. My friends would laugh and ask what I was going to do with a 22 if a bear attacked..."I'll shoot you in the knee cap...and keep running".

 

Have fun, be safe and good luck!

 

johnny

 

[TBB]

Only an >IDIOT< would do that  - good luck - have fun - come back safe

[RobMc]

Ayaq my boy that's the spirit of adventure us Brits admire, we didn't get an empire without wrestling the odd grizzly or two, now that you're my best mate (agreeing to have my babies etc) I have an idea. I've never seen a bear in the wild, but would love to do this,as every night before bed when I cuddle 'Teddy' (I wanted a penguin but mummy said they were a bit wild for me and anyway wouldn't go to sleep) I've wondered what he was modelled on. So if i fly across when/if you return, will you take me to see one?, you can be the patsy/stoolpigeon/volunteer to attract one while I hide in a steel cage in a tree with the rifle, if he thinks you'll taste like chicken I'll do my utmost to kill you cleanly, how about it?

Edited July 1, 2017 by RobMc

[RobMc]

You be careful Ayaq, looks like they're fighting back, not so sure I believe this though I've seen crows survive birdshot never mind bears ?

http://www.msn.com/en-gb/news/world/alaska-boy-11-shoots-bear-charging-fishing-party/ar-BBDxE5Q?li=BBoPWjQ&ocid=mailsignout

 

[daniel]

Gold mining? You mean bitcoin mining?

stay safe and good luck!

[FRENCHI]

Bonne chasse a l or j espère qu il n y a pas de jolie françaises la bas sinon on ne va plus vous voir lol

 

[AyaqGuyaq]

Holy, son-of-a-maraca!!!

Ayaq is back a week ahead of schedule.

Sasquatch, aka "Bigfoot," does indeed exist--I've seen one!!!

A whole family, in fact was waiting "in the wings," so to speak, to see how I treated the one I saw.

It was 1:30 in the morning, and my cousin James (who didn't have a gun--he forgot it, dumb F()&*^&%$@#!!), who was on bear watch (I just got offa bear watch at 1:00 a.m.), woke me just as I was about to doze off and said "P.C. (for "Paul Christopher"), there's a bear at the point!"

I grabbed my semi-auto -.06 and scurried outta the tent and said "Where?"

He said "Right there, at the point!"

Here in Alaska, it doesn't really get dark in the summer--heck, north of the Arctic Circle, the sun literally--LITERALLY!!--doesn't set at this time of year.

Ask Sweet @SGTSmeg.

I saw the silhouette standing at the corner with the naked eye, then walked to the left away from the fire to get a better look.

I had my Leopold variable scope already zoomed to 3x power, so I looked through my scope.

James exclaimed "Don't shoot it!!"

I replied "I'm not, I'm just taking a better look."

The silhouette standing about 100 yds. away that I saw through my lens was no standing brown bear.

I said, "Holy F*ck, Jamie, that's not a brown bear, that's a Sasquatch."

I walked a few feet forward, told James to cover his ears, and put the butt of my beloved rifle again my right hip as I covered my right ear with my left forefinger, turned my head away, and fired into the air.

I looked back at the silhouette, and he didn't move--he just stood there, in the 4' deep river current, staring at us.

He wasn't even scared.  He stood there staring (glaring?) at us for over a minute before sauntering in the trees to his left.

I that minute, I put the safety switch on, took out my clip, and put in another shell to replace the one I just shot.

I said "Jamie, throw some more logs onto the fire," and retreating backwards, careful not to look into the fire (affects your night-vision, mind you . . .).

When the light got bright, you could see his white eyes reflecting the light--they must have more rods in their retinas than we do, for better night vision.

I looked around the surrounding trees, and saw 8--FULLY 8!!--sets of reflecting eyeballs looking at us, a mere 100' away.

The relatively short reflecting eyeballs were red, and the tall (we're talking 12' tall) eyeballs were white.

I said "Jamie, go grab my (Ruger) 10-22 gun from my case."

We were surrounded, I thought we were gonna die.

I just got back, Thank God!!!!

I'm extremely tired, because we saw bears every night around our three camp-sites.

I fired six rounds to ward the bears off, and five to ward off Sasquatches (or whatever the plural term for "Sasquatch" happens to be).

I thought for sure we were gonna die.

I'm gonna write a book.

Ayaq

[RobMc]

That must be some medication you took with you?? did you get any gold though? looking forward to the first edition will you sign it for me?? 'Hans Christian Anderson'  

[Sourtap]

Going gold mining carrying a semi automatic weapon and shoot some bears. All there is missing in this story is a cold one and it's perfect.

Have fun man and hope you dig up some shinies

[RobMc]

UK VERSION

Went camping in the wilds, we were at least 200' from a pub and ten minutes to the nearest supermarket, remote or what?

Weren't allowed a camp fire due to pollution regs so we gathered round a warm LED torch

Couldn't have a sing song due to the noise regulations

We were scared, it was so remote we could barely hear the traffic passing on the road

The area teemed with dangerous wildlife, vicious rabbits ran amok, and the crows circled like vultures

I'd come armed, my trusty longbow by my side with regulation blunted arrows lest we hurt ourselves

The risk assessment we'd had to complete before being allowed to pitch our tent came in handy when the tent collapsed in the first gust of wind as we couldn't drive pegs into the ground, we'd forgotten to bring our PPE (personal protective equipment) so had to forget the pegs

Due to the 'dark skies' rating on the site, going to the toilet was interesting without a torch, in the morning the couple in the next tent asked if it had 'poured down' all night, ignored them - they stank!

Hardships were many, we queued to get into the cafe for breakfast, then to compound the misery they ran out of black pudding.

Packed in after the second day, back to civilisation and cappucinos, won't do that in a hurry again, better watching it on Sky.

 

PS My wifes got a 'Bear watch' too Ayaq, she's also got one with a Zebra.

Edited July 8, 2017 by RobMc

[AyaqGuyaq]

Lol, guys.  I carried the firearm for bears, and my stainless-steel Ruger for small-game eatin' animals.

I didn't even mention the FIRST night of our 6-day-supposed to be 12-day trip.  James told me it was my turn on "bear watch;" i.e., keeping the fire burning bright and cradling my rifle.

I heard to my right, about 300 yds. away, across a small stream, a faint "Hoo, hoo!"  To my left, same distance, across another small stream (we set up camp on a sandbar, with lots of firewood), another faint "Hoo, hoo!"  To my left, further down the stream, another "Hoo, hoo!"

I thought, "Cool, the owls are communicating."

After a few minutes, I heard the same "Hoo-hoos," same directions, but they were louder.

After another few minutes, the calls were even louder, meaning they were getting closer.

Problem is, all of the owls I've ever heard didn't have "Hoo-hoos" that didn't sound right.

James said from inside the tent, "P.C., do you hear those owls?"

I said, "Jamie, come out here."

He came out next to me, after I've thrown a coupla more logs on the fire, and I said "listen."

The sources of the "Hoo-hoos" were now within about two hundred feet from us--one across the stream to our right, and two across the other stream to our left.

I said, "Those aren't owls."

I took some paper towel from my coat pocket, ripped off two small patches and stuffed 'em in my ears.

I loaded a round into my lovely .06 (killed many moose and caribou that were willing to provide meat for my big, extended family), looked back at "Jamie," and said "Cover your ears."

In rapid succession, and into the air:  "Poom!!  Poom!! Poom!!" (two-second delay) "Poom!!

Those "Hoo-hoos" stopped.

For the moment.

After five minutes, during which time I inserted my second clip and reloaded the first, the "Hoo-hooing" started again, albeit from a much further distance, but there were still three "owls."

I went to my gun case, grabbed my Ruger 10-.22 (always loaded with a fully-loaded 10-round clip), jacked a shell in, pulled the clip out, and loaded one more shell.

I sprayed the gravel bar in front of us in rapid succession, and just like in the television series "Combat," with Vic Morrow, you could hear the "peowing" of the ricochets.

I changed clips in that rifle, put it down on a log, and grabbed my trusty .06.

The "Hoo-hooing" was gone for the night.

That'll be included in the first chapter, buddy.

Second chapter will be about hiring a guide (i.e., buying him $300-worth of gasoline) so he could show us how to navigate the treacherous rapids 50-miles upriver to our second campsite.

That's where the boulder-clusters stick outta the river, and the raging, 30-mph torrent of violent water promises certain-or at least, probable--death to those that don't successfully navigate the channels.

I've never seen water that angry.  The Niagra Falls weren't "angry," they were "beautiful."

I really am glad to back alive.

The bears were another thing.

I'm gonna seriously write a book, and I already have the title--I'm not gonna tell you in case one of you steals it, lol.

I'm glad I'll be able to see my daughter and son again.

I almost kissed the ground after I landed our skiff, ala Pope John Paul II.

Ayaq

Edited July 8, 2017 by AyaqGuyaq

[Smeggie]

You gotta lay of the Peyote, @AyaqGuyaq

[AyaqGuyaq]

@SGTSmeg, IF YOU HAD ONLY BEEN THERE.

I thought I was gonna die, D-E-D, "dead."

Because of my Christian beliefs, I wasn't too scared, but my cousin is an atheist.

I thought we wuz gonna die.

Ayaq

Edited July 12, 2017 by AyaqGuyaq

[RobMc]

Yea thats the trouble with atheists they don't believe they can die, as a motorcyclist I turned atheist years ago and it's working so far, first fatality and I'll revert back to religion - you see if I don't!

[AyaqGuyaq]

Lol, McRib, I'll pray for your soul, bud.

You seem like a good guy, @RobMc--you get your "whiner" medal yet, just wunderin'.

My 19-year old son is transferring in Indiana U. next fall, my daughter is a high-school sophomore this year.

I'm not afraid of dying:  my last thoughts will be "Please, God, forgive me . . . "

My son is mama's boy, but my Sweet Baby is Daddy's Girl.

I was just afraid that I wouldn't see her again in this earthly life.

Frickin' bears stompin' around our camp every night.

Frickin' Sasquatches . . .

Ayaq

[RobMc]

Ah yes the lasts words uttered, I'll never forget my Grandads - 'Stop playing with that shotgun boy'

At least you're back, any thoughts of taking me up on my earlier offer to see a bear ??

 

PS Whiner medal in the 'chest', but no offer so far from ladies for my 'wanker', must all be busy??

Edited July 12, 2017 by RobMc

[AyaqGuyaq]

Mr. @RobMc, aka "Mr. McRib," I'll be happy to take you bear-watchin', as long as we have 3 other high-powered rifles and you buy the gas.

We traveled up the river about 250 miles, and averaged seeing two brownies a day.

Like I said, I fired 8 warning shots, and thought I was gonna have to shoot one if he didn't run off after the second warning shot.

We can take @SGTSmeg and all of his extra underwear--he's gonna need 'em.

Big mothers.

No, not Smeg, them.

There was only two of us, and it would be ideal if we had four, each with a .30-06 or higher.

You can be the one heating up the beans and making coffee.

Lol.

Ayaq

[RobMc]

If we have beans you'll need to sleep upwind, I'm a great shot with my longbow I average 1 hit in 3, no need for those noisy guns? after all you're the bait main attraction.

[Smeggie]

15 hours ago, AyaqGuyaq said:

@SGTSmeg, IF YOU HAD ONLY BEEN THERE.

I thought I was gonna die, D-E-D, "dead."

Because of my Christian beliefs, I wasn't too scared, but my cousin is an atheist.

I thought we wuz gonna die.

Ayaq

See you had nothing to worry about.  You didn't need to worry about outrunning the bear.  You just needed to outrun your cousin!

[AyaqGuyaq]

LMAO, McRib.

You just gave me an idea:  instead of wasting my rifle shells with warning shots, we can just feed you lots of beans and keep a Bic lighter handy for some "flambe (with an apostrophe over the "e," pronounced "flambay")" action; i.e., we see a bear, McRib bends over, Ayaq lights the Bic next to McRib's derriere, McRib shows how much methane he's built up in his innards, "Whoosh!!!"

The night darkness momentarily turns into day, Ayaq curses again because all of the hair on his right hand and arm have been singed off (again), and reminds himself that his hand is nearly "well-done" by now, and that he should switch hands to even out the "cooking action."

McRib stands up, blinking rapidly because he forgot to not look backwards lest he be blinded by the proverbial light, and says, "Ayaq, how'd you like that one?  Where are you?  I can't see . . ."

Lol.

Don't get me started, bud . . .

Mr. McRib, I loved your "UK Version" post.

Literally laughed my ass off.

You have anymore?

I'd be willing to bet we'd have a blast. 

Literally.

Ayaq