Being Valentines day it was a day of romance and excitement. After a 400km drive and scaring some cows, we arrived at Rubyvale to find our fortune. We did a tour of some old mines where our guide was some crazy old bat called Fran, who had clearly spent too much time in the shafts with only herself for company - well, she did have her rag doll friends Eric and Bob who gave her someone to talk too. Luckily they were deaf ;)
Us with Bob
The excavation tunnel
After an enlightening tour, we scanned the jewelry store, before fossicking for our own treasures. We got a bucket of dirt, which we had to sieve and rinse a handful at a time. Once dried, we then picked through the remains looking for a sparkle and glint. We did find quite a few chippings, but nothing with a decent clarity, colour or cut! Marc was hoping on finding a valentines day present here ;) We were now hooked on fossicking, so got us a bucket of dirt to take back to Bris...
We struggled to find somewhere to stay, but eventually found somewhere in Emerald just before they closed. As it was a special day, we upgraded from a tent to mobile home for a few luxuries. We managed to find a nice restaurant for dinner, where we swapped presents - a ring for Marc and earrings for Ev (which we had picked up from the hot beach in NZ)
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