L to search for gold in the sands of the marshes was an activity unrelated to the reality of Penco, even from the colony. Pedro de Valdivia just tried to find gold and got it with great success in Quilacoya River, which flows into the Bío Bío. Such was the amount of metal that Indian slaves were able to extract that delivered his sentence for the bronze: "For Well, now I will be sir. "
in our times, people tried to break his hand to his destination and also searched for gold in the beds of rivers and estuaries. Enough to be patient, get into the water, bend your back and dip a wooden plate (Challa) in the bottom gravel and rinse, wait for him to leave the mud and see if something shone in concho. No knowledge required of miners and metalworkers. Everything was shaking challa patiently squatting full of silt in the stream. I saw many people do that and I tried to do it.
All we wanted gold in his spare time, for fun or novelty. Never saw anyone jump shouting bingo! in the midst of this activity. But I heard somebody say that more than kept gold nuggets taken from the River. In my conversations with ordinary people from the surrounding heard stories that left me open-mouthed. So and so one day looking for gold in the river found a huge gold ingot but when he tried to grab him he could not, because the bar of gold slipped and went into a rock and disappear from view. "Is that luck was not for him," said fellow who complained that could not be golden rod in question.
Other people told me that in the fields in the dark nights can be distinguished moving lights among the mountains or in the open, clear stands on the existence of burials at these sites, according to tradition. Burials meant: a fortune hidden in the ground by someone. But not worth much point in continuing the lights or to determine its location with the fleece, because the jackpot was only one winner. Also had to be brave to follow the light signals, to the best of alien origin. Who could find one there at night? Brrrrr, scary!
Pinochet's government encouraged this kind of search of gold, as a way to keep busy unemployed workforce, encouraging hope to give the batatazo and made rich overnight. Again I did not know that anyone had left the river running to buy a Porsche sports car.
nuggets must be scattered in the river bottom Penco result of the action of water and tailings washing stones in the course of millions of years. But, one must know the technique, have time and have some money to settle to beat the waiting challa gold glitter in the sun at the bottom of the dish.
in our times, people tried to break his hand to his destination and also searched for gold in the beds of rivers and estuaries. Enough to be patient, get into the water, bend your back and dip a wooden plate (Challa) in the bottom gravel and rinse, wait for him to leave the mud and see if something shone in concho. No knowledge required of miners and metalworkers. Everything was shaking challa patiently squatting full of silt in the stream. I saw many people do that and I tried to do it.
All we wanted gold in his spare time, for fun or novelty. Never saw anyone jump shouting bingo! in the midst of this activity. But I heard somebody say that more than kept gold nuggets taken from the River. In my conversations with ordinary people from the surrounding heard stories that left me open-mouthed. So and so one day looking for gold in the river found a huge gold ingot but when he tried to grab him he could not, because the bar of gold slipped and went into a rock and disappear from view. "Is that luck was not for him," said fellow who complained that could not be golden rod in question.
Other people told me that in the fields in the dark nights can be distinguished moving lights among the mountains or in the open, clear stands on the existence of burials at these sites, according to tradition. Burials meant: a fortune hidden in the ground by someone. But not worth much point in continuing the lights or to determine its location with the fleece, because the jackpot was only one winner. Also had to be brave to follow the light signals, to the best of alien origin. Who could find one there at night? Brrrrr, scary!
Pinochet's government encouraged this kind of search of gold, as a way to keep busy unemployed workforce, encouraging hope to give the batatazo and made rich overnight. Again I did not know that anyone had left the river running to buy a Porsche sports car.
nuggets must be scattered in the river bottom Penco result of the action of water and tailings washing stones in the course of millions of years. But, one must know the technique, have time and have some money to settle to beat the waiting challa gold glitter in the sun at the bottom of the dish.
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