free4rms
freely admits to licking rocks
My little pet walrus
Member since January 2007
Posts: 839
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Post by free4rms on Dec 16, 2008 9:40:23 GMT -5
Just as I expected, there were plenty of crazy rockhounds out there, and I can indentify with a lot of them! However, the most... uh, how do I put this nicely... obsessed?...insane?... rockhound has to be bwachick, with her "preciousss" analogy. I really liked the Lord of the Rings connection. So she is the winner of the crazy lace crazy contest! Pm me with your address and I will make sure the Evil One never gets his hands on it before you do. Today's contest will be to see who can come up with the most humorous collecting, lapidary, tumbling...etc. story. Any really funny story along any of these lines will win the prize. Ok, here is todays prize, a rainforest jasper pendant with a gold filled post and ring:  Jump in on the contest, the one who makes me laugh the hardest wins the goodie. Vance |
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CUL-Ann
spending too much on rocks
rock lover~
Member since September 2008
Posts: 380
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Post by CUL-Ann on Dec 16, 2008 10:02:07 GMT -5
I couldn't come up with anything but my daughter (39)reminded my of the time she picked up a stone from the water(to begin with she will not go in the water because fish are in there)as she looked at it she though there was bugs comming out of it and tossed it ( it was a coral)
this was back when she 1st started to go with us around Aug. this year;-))))
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Post by Bejewelme on Dec 16, 2008 13:07:37 GMT -5
I still think the funniest thing is when I met Ed in CA. Me and Tonyterner had just started dating a few weeks, and I was digging him. So I went to CA for vacation in July and flew into San Diego and was driving up the coast to San Francisco. Well Tony is like hey if you are in CA can you call this guy STONER, and stop by and get some rock? So here I am on vacation with my Mom and son, and driving to some stranger's house, named Stoner :)I am getting worried if I really am picking up rock or something more illegal!!! Hahahaha. Well Ed was so gracious, and his wife so nice, she entertained my Mom and son. My biggest regret was not being into rocks back then, because Ed is the man!!!!He had great stuff, and I have a boulder opal and my mom has a tiffany stone cab from him that we both just love. He was right I caught the bug, I got into rocks with Tony, then cabbing, now I just ordered a machine, yeah, Merry Christmas to me!!! And have met some great fellow rock friends on this site. I never went to a strange man's house before in the name of rock and impressing a boyfriend, but Tony was worth it!!!! And Ed, glad to see your cabs this weekend, hope to see more of your work, you are the best!!!
Amber
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Post by NatureNut on Dec 16, 2008 13:50:10 GMT -5
LOL, the things we do for love, huh?
Well, about 4 years back, I went down to Tennessee for the weekend to visit my friend who bought a farm near Knoxville. Well, I always collected rocks, but wasn't doing anything with them until now, but I just HAD to bring home some of the geodes from her creek (The creek was full of 'em!). Coming home, at the airport I ran my rather heavy backpack through the xray at security, and watched the operator squint as my backpack came onto the screen. I'm thinking to myself "ut oh, they may not let me take these home..." Well, they ended up searching my backpack and when I sheepishly asked if there was anything wrong, they said, "No, we just wanted to see if you were really carrying rocks!" LOL! Only a true rockhound would load up their carry-on luggage with 20 xtra pounds! I was lucky it was a couple of years ago, if it was today, they'd be charging me xtra for it! LOL. Jo
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DeanW
has rocks in the head
Member since December 2007
Posts: 721
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Post by DeanW on Dec 16, 2008 17:42:34 GMT -5
Well I can't recall if I told this story before or not here at RTH.
On one of my very first collecting trips with my wife, we were at one of the Paulina limb cast localities in Oregon. We were the ONLY people around. I had found a hole somebody else had started digging, so I figured I'd keep digging there and see if I could find anything.
This hole was about 1/3 of the way down a hillside into a small gully. There was coyote bush and sage sort of surrounding it, maybe 4 or 5 feet away from it. On one of my earlier exploratory walks I had spotted some very large animal tracks and some reasonably fresh droppings that I was pretty sure were both from a bear, so I had put a pistol on my hip (I know I know, even a decent size bullet, .40 cal in this case, prob is gonna stop a bear but it made my wife feel a little safer).
After a couple of hours, I was knee deep in a medium hole and hadn't found a thing. Partially because I kept popping up to look around, and I was more carefully digging to keep dirt out of my pistol. All of a sudden I heard something large crashing through some nearby brush. I jumped up out of my hole, shovel in hand, looking around to see just how worried I needed to get. Up rides a cowboy, herding a handful of cattle LOL!
He looked at me, looked around, looked back at me and said (in a heavy western/southern mixed accent), "Diggin for purty rocks, eh?" I kinda nodded and squeeked out a "Yes." He just shook his head and rode off down the gully with his cattle. I checked my watch and saw that it was nearly the time we planned to pack up and decided that this hole wasn't very productive and I should move along. I filled up my hole and walked back to camp to relate my encounter to my wife. we both still laugh about that today and one of our favorite sayings is (even unable to recreate the accent) "Lookin for purty rocks."
I wasn't totally skunked on this outing though. On our final walk about camp to make sure we collected all our (and some extra) trash, I found a nearly perfectly formed "Paulina Limb Cast" Hickory Nut - a pink agate replacement of a Hickory Nut. I will try to get a photo of it up tomorrow.
Dean
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Post by Bejewelme on Dec 16, 2008 18:05:45 GMT -5
Dean:
As I was reading I was afraid this story was going to become Brokeback Mountain, hahahaha. That is a good one!!!!
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Post by rockrookie on Dec 16, 2008 18:08:20 GMT -5
CONGRATS !! bwachick . it is good to see a new member win . also welcome to the board !!
the closest story i have .is a sea shell hounding story . my wife and i were snorkeling while on our Honeymoon -at St Johns Virgin Island . i swam down to bottom to pick up a fist sized shell. i loooked as deep as i could and was certian that it was empty . so i put it in my pocket . after swimming a couple hundred yards , i felt a pretty hard pinch . it was NOT empty . the crab had pinchers about an inch long . i let it go free .very quikly !! thats all i got ---------------------paul
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Sabre52
Cave Dweller 
Me and my gal, Rosie
Member since August 2005
Posts: 20,494
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Post by Sabre52 on Dec 16, 2008 18:41:03 GMT -5
Shoot, I blab so much I think I've already told my funniest stories here already but this one is my favorite so's I'll tell it again in case some of the newcomers haven't read it before.
Many moons ago, while hunting Bouquet Plume on the Bishop Ranch near Marfa, Texas with a bunch of crazy Cajun rockhounds, I had occasion to be walking along one ridge while one of my buddies walked the opposite ridge with his wifey. My buddy spotted one of the truly gigantic Texas jackrabbits in the ravine below and tried to point it out to the wife. " Cher, look at the siza that rabbit down there. He's huge!." The wife, not seeing the elusive Jack, says " Where". The man says "Down there by that thorny bush!" gesturing vigorously. She repeats " Where, I still can't see him". He getting frustrated now says" Down there. See'um! He's huge, maybe fifty feet so along the ravine by the freaking bush" gesturing still more wildly. She says" Where? I still can't see him". Now she's getting frustrated. Finally, my buddy says "right there" and flips his pick underhanded towards the wabbit so's he could spook it into moving so his wife could see it.
Well, that old pick just floats through the air with gentle revolutions and describes a perfect arc which just happens to end suddenly between brer rabbit's eyes killing it deader than Jimmy Hoffa. The wife, now seeing the rabbits somewhat colorful demise lets out a shriek like a broken steam valve and some rather colorful lingo herself shouting " You #@$&^(*!!! You killed the bunny!!!!" and takes off after her hubby trying to slap him up alongside his head.
I just stood and watched the show figuring. Hey what's her problem? He showed her the rabbit! Women, they're just never satisfied.....Mel
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bwcachick
having dreams about rocks
Member since December 2008
Posts: 63 
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Post by bwcachick on Dec 16, 2008 20:43:23 GMT -5
WHOOOHOOOO! THANK YOU SO MUCH! There's a story behind the Lord of the Rings reference... I've found many of my agates near or under my dad's feet, big ones too. So we now have this joke about it, "You creepsy tricksy stealses my preciousss" or "How DARE you steals my preciousss"LOL! There's even a 2 feet rule now, any rock found within 2 feet of that person, is theirs nomatter who finds it. All in good fun.  |
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adrian65
Cave Dweller
Arch to golden memories and to great friends.
Member since February 2007
Posts: 10,790
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Post by adrian65 on Dec 16, 2008 23:59:47 GMT -5
Congratulations Bwcachick! And welcome aboard! You surely stepped in with the right foot Adrian |
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