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Post by powderburns on May 20, 2010 5:26:51 GMT 12
The evolution of my dredging obsession, run hot and fast over the last few months, in cold cold water. The paltry scrapings just covers fuel. Gold is hard work. I feel like a moth attracted to a bug zapper. Reach out to touch the pretty gold and zap it hits you again, and again. The gear is a jumble of Honda, Keene, Proline, and scrapyard junk. Couldna dunnit without ref to the notes and photos plastered around the forum. Kudos to all, Kiwis and Imports. Now, using my Jedi mind powers I'm fighting the urge to build a bigger dredge. Especially as I watch the ice start to form on the water. Attachments:
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