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The air was thick with humidity and it seemed each breath required a little extra work to pull the air in to the lungs. There was more than once I thought to myself how crazy we must be for doing this. But, the incentive was too great, too compelling. We were finding crystals here, and we were happy. |
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The embankment was permeated with small fissures visible as stringers of quartz and mica on the surface. The proliferation of fissures was such that that it prompted an analogy from Joe, "It's like a grocery store. You just shop around and pick which one you want!". |
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experience that the areas where the mica and quartz come together there is also a high probability for crystals. Since the above fissure showed no signs of mica we left it as it was. |
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archeological digging he used to do for the state. Although it is now used primarily for digging quartz here in Wake County it is with this approach coupled with experience that he is able to find even the smallest of crystals as well as keep all of them damage free. |
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A few minutes of digging and Joe pulls out a small but beautiful undamaged tessin habit crystal. Our hopes were up, but for the next hour of exploiting as many of these fissures as possible we weren't able to do better than that initial find. |
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packed with small mica crystals, these fissures contained little to no quartz. |
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leached (lighter) zone around it. Theoretically the leached minerals from the country rock re-crystallize within the fissure. |
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entire construction site. Here the quartz can be seen crystallizing along the fissure, a good sign. Unfortunately, the best part of this fissure was what can be seen in the picture (above). |
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I'm holding above had been completely filled in with quartz seemingly leaving only the outer edges room to crystallize. Unfortunately, the material was not clear enough to take home and the parts covered in clay were broken, uncrystallized quartz. |
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up well. |
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that something good was going to come out of this fissure when while extracting the quartz it suddenly became glassy. It was as if the quartz exploded into crystals in a zone within the fissure. The sunlight now directly overhead reflected shiny faces on the nearly black quartz as it lay half buried in the ground. I saw one edge of the crystal above and knew immediately it was going to be killer. After quickly brushing the dirt off and holding it up in the sun Joe and I stared in awe. "Damn!", Joe exclaimed. This was a huge burst of motivation for us. Exhausted and drenched in sweat in the burning sun we suddenly found a second wind knowing that the surrounding area must contain more goodies. Joe exemplified this by promptly finding another fissure six feet away in which he extracted two or three nice crystals and some facet grade smoky quartz material. |
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