Gold in Them Thar Hills!

I just love when history repeats itself. Local news is all a-flutter with the story of an 8.2 POUND gold nugget that was found in the Sierra Nevadas last year - just look at that thing! It's a human head! Made of GoOoOold! What would you even DO if you came across that? I know that the lucky landowner who found the massive thing was actively looking for it, he didn't just stumble upon it one morning in his vegetable patch, but c'mon! Eight pounds of gold. Unbelievable. I think it's incredibly cool that there is still gold in those mountains - it seems like such a thing of the past to me, part of my history books but never a current event.

Anyways, this Chronicle article is talking about a "minirush" that's heading up to Gold Country in the coming weeks to comb the mountains for more life-changers, and I can't help but picture modern day 49ers and prospectors and rugged gold-crazed mountain men cruising up to the Sierras with gold fever, believing that they're going to strike it rich. That's who built San Francisco, after all. That's why we're all here, because of those first believers, and I half-wish I could head up there myself, just for a day or two, and see if I have any luck myself. Just for the sake of being part of this unintentional reenactment of history. Can't wait to see how this all pans out (hahaHA! Pun).