We stopped into the Quartzsite town museum. It is in the original adobe stage coach stop. It is chocked full of stuff from around here and stories of generations of local families. The most fun though was the docent. His name was George. I’d guess about 75 years old. A Native American who proudly traced his heritage…not too clearly but proudly and several times. He started stories as he talked about displays but quickly spun off into some side topic that must have clearly connected in his mind. He disappeared in mid sentence a couple times to pull out pieces from his personal collection to share. It was a wonderful couple hours. We learned some and enjoyed his company and enthusiasm. There is a lot of mining history (gold among other things) and one of the local prospectors was in on discussions part off the time. He wears a piece of gold form his mine around his neck and excitedly shares all about his claim with anyone who even looks like they will listen. His got a bit of a burr in his saddle right now at the Government. The BLM has barred him from working his claim in the old mine “to protect the bats”. He hasn’t filed a formal complaint but he is sure “they can’t do that”. I wonder what the real/whole story is?