Have you ever felt like you needed to take a vacation after you got home from
a vacation? That's sorta how Chrissy and I felt after we finally dragged our butts home from a
9-day rockhounding trip that took us through 7 States and nearly 2,000 miles. We often wonder what
it would it be like to take "real" vacation where we'd lay on a beach or scream ourselves
silly on a ride at Disney World? But, who are we kidding? We'd be bored stiff if we weren't able
to collect something. The last time we were on a beach in Michigan, we spent the day snorkeling in
the frigid water just off shore looking for Petoskey stones until we got hypothermia. But, I
digress . . . let's get back to our latest "Vacation", shall we?
We hooked up the pop-up camper and hit the road bright and early Saturday April
30th on our way to the Harrodsburg area in Indiana where we planned to spend a couple days collecting
geodes. Our ultimate plan was to hook
up with some of the McRocks gang in the Keokuk, Iowa area to collect geodes there but that would have
to wait until the middle of the week. On our way North in Kentucky, we stopped by a roadcut that
Everett Harrington had clued us in about where he said that one could find pink dolomite and other
minerals in vugs. Boy, was he right! We spent about three hours at this location and recovered some
wonderful specimens as you can see in the following pictures.
Click on each specimen picture to enlarge.
Click on each specimen picture to enlarge.
Click on each specimen picture to enlarge.
We camped that evening at the Hardin Ridge Campground on Monroe Lake in the
Hoosier National Forest in southern Indiana. Mushroom and turkey hunting seasons were in full
swing and the springtime weather was near perfect albeit somewhat cool at night. We were told that
it had rained heavily in the days that preceded our arrival bringing out an explosion
of flowers in the nearby pastures and fields. We talked to a mushroom hunter at the campground
who told us that the conditions were nearly perfect for the edible fungus, especially for
the much sought after morel. I fondly remembered my late father's yearly springtime ritual of
hunting morel mushrooms in the forests of Northern Michigan. He'd bring bags of them home, fry
them up in butter and pretty much stink up the house, but boy did it make him happy. But, I
digress again . . .
We spent the next couple days collecting at various roadcuts that were mostly on
Hwy-37 near Harrodsburg and Bloomington. I have found that the best way to recover geodes from the Indiana roadcuts is to
locate a spot on the roadcut where geode halves and impressions are showing and peal away the
limestone in large blocks or sheets, if possible. This can be very difficult, but the use of a good
prybar really helps. Going after whole geodes sticking out of a wall would seem to some to be
the best idea, but most often these are in incredibly hard rock and recovering them is generally much
too difficult and time consuming - that's why these whole ones are still where they are. If you are in
the right spot, you will find plenty of geodes hiding inside the limestone.