Where has Chrissy gone? (part 1)

I’ve been meaning to post blogs, actually a few different ones for months now just haven’t had the gumption to do it. I think we all have been there and yes that sucks but let’s be honest with ourselves, it is ok to take time off for ourselves. However, in my case, I need to get back at it. I’ve done so much, gone in so many directions and had some personal revelations regarding my future with rock hounding and now that includes making jewelry, and that it’s worth talking about.

First off, yes, I have been out rock hounding. I’ve been teaching myself to wire wrap stones for necklaces. I’ve taken a few classes at my local rock and mineral society to learn how to cut my rocks into slabs and then to turn those slabs into cabochons, which by the way is really fun to see what’s just under the surface of the rocks as I polish them down. And the newest development is making the leap and deciding to make a serious go at starting my own business cutting slabs, creating cabochons and making jewelry.

I wrote about the trip I went to Grimes Point in Fallon, NV last May however last year I did go to a few other places. I went to Cold Springs, NV to look for chrysocolla; out to Lovelock, NV and found some amazing spotted and banded agates that have been cut into slabs and polished for jewelry purposes; on a ‘google maps’ lead trip to find Nightingale Mine here in Nevada (more on that trip): Rochester, NV looking for anything really then back to Fallon to look for more Wonderstone and to find new places to rock hound. I’ll expand on these a little more later.  

Cold Springs, NV

On a Saturday afternoon in June, Hubby and I went to Cold Springs, NV. We were looking for a place closer to home look for rocks that we’d never been to. We found some pretty rocks as you can see and something rather interesting that I’m hoping that I can polish it up somehow. But when it’s wet, it looks light a shadowed lime green. We however decided to not exit the way we came, and boy was I holding tight to the steering wheel on that part of the drive out. Perhaps I should have turned around at the point when he had to get out in order to make the exit safer by removing chest size rocks out of the way and turning some so that I wouldn’t lose a tire on the way down the small and steep decline, but did we? Nope, we powered through it and then through lose sand that we knew if I had stopped, I would have been stuck. I could see the main road right next to me but on the other side of a barbed wire fence so no going that way out.

More to come on my next post. You’ll read more about my trips for the rest of the summer other happenings going on in my life right now.

Let me know if you’ve had that one of those moments where you’re not sure how to move forward with something you’ve started and not sure how to pick it back up again after so long. I challenge you my readers to encourage those around to you to pick up that thing and try again or to just move forward.

• WordPress