Editor's Note: This is a guest post by William Allen Barnes, founder of the Falcon Project. I started gold dredging in 1995 working underwater. In July of 1997 I drove into my claim about 9:00 p.m. I have never owned a truck; always use a car. I would always have a friend with a truck bring my dredge in for me. I built a small fire to cook a little food then get a little sleep before the next day. I set my tent up (it was a pup tent, so small I had to sleep angled corner to corner). I would never used the rainfly over the roof of the tent. I liked to look at the stars as I was going to sleep. The whole top of the tent was a screen mesh. My camp was on the end of the south fork of Green Horn River in Nevada County, California. I fell asleep between 10:30 11 o'clock. I have always slept well out in the wilderness, I was always used to all the normal sounds, and always woke up to sounds out of the ordinary.
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