In Colorado, we find gold only occasionally. Many have found quite a bit, so far I have not. In fact, as of today I still haven’t tipped the scales with my tiny specks. This is upsetting. Not really though, I get to hang with the wildlife and river creatures, a few homeless now and again, all of them wondering what I’m doing. Except the ducks. They laugh at me, since they’ve watched people screw around with pans for over 100 years, and usually find nothing. Watch as I get better, find different spots and open and pan paydirt for practice, and to boot, I’ll give janky reviews for ‘em too. Paydirt bags are great, since I’m very new at the panning thing it helps me know how much gold is escaping with my shoddy technique.