"It's complacency, and I'm not gonna put up with that." "On This Gold Rush..." "How's it goin'?" "Great, buddy." "We made it!" "Good to see you's." "Nice to see you." "Fuckin thing broke." "Shit." "Take the..." "Get some oxygen, fella." "I don't need oxygen, Dad." "They got me fuckin claiming they're expecting me to get gold." "You've gotta be kidding me." "I can't make gold in the ground, Todd." "There isn't any gold in that box and tomorrow night, there better be." "It's nice to be actually making money, with my cut, with my plant." "What the fuck?" "Have we got the pumps on?" "Everything ready?" "Generator going?" "Todd Hoffman is on his new mine in Fairplay, Colorado." "Let's go!" "Fire it up!" "Four months into the season, he's already quit two claims In Oregon." "But not before his whole team quit on him." "Let's do this." "Let's get 1,000 ounces." "Now he's on the gold, and his crew is back, needing to get paid." "At this point, just bust ass, move a lot of dirt, and let's get some gold." "Todd has set a new 1,000-ounce goal, the minimum he needs to pay his crew for their season's work." "Right now, we're on the best ground we've ever mined." "And everything is just working out for us right now." "We just had the biggest frickin' cleanup of our season." "So, finally... after everything that's happened this season," "We're finally kicking some ass." "Anditfeels damn good." "To hit his target, Todd's doubling down." "with a second Colorado claim at Sacramento Creek." "and a 60 year old wash plant called Double Trouble." "It runs 400 yards of pay dirt an hour." "To keep up, Todd's been forced to lease a state of the art feed system." "Yeah, this is our feeder." "We call it Maximus." "This is what it's gonna take to make it work." "This is gonna be pretty cool." "You can actually move the machine, remote control." "So now we got the Maximus teamed up with Double Trouble." "We've got about as newest technology as you can get meets about as old as you can get." "A single operator with a remote control can drive the high-tech feed conveyor into place, extend the 80-foot conveyor, feed 350 yards an hour into the wash plant, and tip the grizzly bars without leaving the comfort of his excavator." "Hey, Dave, you want to fire up the trommels?" "Comin' live!" "We got water, Todd?" "!" "It's comin'!" "All right!" "What in the world is goin' on?" "Hmm?" "The 1950s technology's going good, but computer's not working so good right now." "All these frickin' electronics... these young guys can have 'em." "The high is green." "High is green." "The low is still red." "Low is still red." "One green, one red." "These days, everything is all computerized and uh, it's just a pain." "I hate computers." "We live by 'em these days but I really hate 'em." "Both are red." "This thing's too high-tech." "Still, a low-voltage is red." "So wait a minute." "If I unplug this..." "Ope!" "There it goes!" "[whistles]" "Whatever you did, we just got it." "How'd you fix it, Dave?" "I don't know." "All I did was pull this out and put it back in." "Is it workin'?" "Yeah." "This thing was just a little bit loose." "I don't know what it's there for." "I'm a frickin' electrical genius!" "You genius, you!" "What do you think, Dave?" "Conveyor's coming on!" "Feeder!" "There we go, boys!" "Todd has given Dave Turin his own small crew to run Sacramento Creek." "Logan Pierce digs pay dirt." "Hunter Hoffman loads Maximus." "Okay, Hunter." "Here we go." "First bucket!" "First bucket of gold coming at you!" "Whoo!" "First dirt coming through the trommel!" "And mechanic Juan Ibarra runs Double Trouble." "You got pay comin', Dave." "Whoo-hoo!" "Finally, Sacramento Creek!" "I don't know, which plant's gonna come through in the end." "But, we need 'em both." "We need both of 'em to come through." "It's gonna take two to get us over the hump." "It's gonna take two to get us profitable." "And if anybody wants to take a bunch of gold home, it's gonna take two plants." "We're at the point now where Boundary Cut extension's just really killin' us." "It's all right to go through some bad patches of ground, but it's just been terrible the whole way across." "And we really haven't had one good cleanup." "Parker Schnabel is in trouble." "Three quarters of the way through the season, he has less than half the gold he needs to hit his 4,000-ounce, $4.8-million goal." "There's no way in hell we're gettin' to 4,000 ounces with Sluicifer on the ground that's there." "Like, it's just not gonna fuckin' do it." "And uh..." "I don't know what to do." "Here's Rick." "Hey, man." "So..." "I don't know what to do about this Boundary Cut extension." "other than just fuckin' stop." "It ain't paying the fuckin' bills." "Uh." "I think we have to move the fuckin' plant." "Fuck." "We've still got the creek cut." "Parker:" "I mean, if we're really gonna go and get 4,000 ounces this year, we've got to do something pretty drastic now." "Well, what's the fuckin' plan, then." "I'm gonna go shut the boys down." "We'll get that pad built in no time." "We'll have the plant moved." "All right." "If that's what you want." "See you, Rick." "Yup." "Parker is abandoning the 77-acre Boundary Cut." "Instead, he plans to mine around the diverted creek bed he prepared last season." "But he needs to build a new pad before he can move his wash plant, Sluicifer, and start running pay dirt." "All right." "Let her run through and let's go ahead and shut her down." "Every day that Sluicifer is shut down costs Parker around $20,000 in lost gold." "Well, that's it." "It was probably the biggest cut we've ever done." "Time to get out of here and get Sluicifer set up on its new pad." "You know, I'm getting used to these crazy decisions that Parker makes around here." "That seems be how we fly around here," "By the seat of our pants, you know, and just friggin' do things on the fly and hope the hell that they work." "First, the crew must use three rock trucks to build a 60-foot raised pad for Sluicifer to sit on." "Hop up on this spot right here that I'm flattening off here." "I think, ultimately, that's gonna be our best option." "Rick has charged rookie miner Kelly with leveling off the pad in the D10 dozer." "I've been over here for the last few hours." "watching and building the pad." "It should be flat." "And Kelly just insists on cutting down." "And it fuckin' infuriates me." "I was watching for the last couple hours." "And you're always going down." "And our way of doing it is to build flat, right?" "It is complacency, and we are not..." "I'm not gonna put up with that." "Just a learning curve for all of us, I guess." "Hewantsdone..." "things done a certain way." "Yeah." "Never too old to learn, That's for sure." "Well, Kelly's gonna spend the rest of the day in a rock truck." "Being pulled out of a Cat and put in a haul truck is not a promotion." "That's a little bit of a demotion there." "What the fuck is Kelly doing?" "Fuckin' shit." "Damn it." "Not a good day for him." "Every hour Sluicifer's down, we're losing over $2,000." "We have to figure out a better way 'cause this isn't cutting' it." "Yeah, hey." "This is Parker." "How are you?" "That's good." "Um..." "Look, we've got some stuff going on up here right now." "We had to shut our wash plant down, and we're moving to a new cut, and a bunch of stuff's going on." "And I know you were hoping to make it up here this year, and" "Uh, honestly, now would be a really good time." "We could really use an extra set of hands." "There's a really big fuckin' rock there." "Fuck that hole." "At Eureka Creek," "Tony Beets has put his daughter, Monica" "In charge of her first operation." "It's nice to be actually making money." "With the center cut, with my cut, with my plant, instead of with Kevin and Kevin's dredge." "Monica's new plant is half a mile west of Kevin's gold dredge." "And until the dredge is repaired, Kevin will be working for his sister." "Technically, I guess, Monica's my boss right now." "To be really honest, I had very little to do with setting up this cut." "That was all Monica." "We are 224 ounces away from my father's 2,000 ounce goal." "That's a fair bit of gold to have to get in the short amount of time that I've got." "We're just gonna keep sluicing until it freezes." "What the fuck." "It's fuckin' fried." "Whole, entire..." "Our tailings conveyor is smoking." "That's not good." "If you guys want to go take a look at it," "I'm gonna shut off the generator." "Okay." "I'll have a look." "Looking pretty smoked." "Yeah." "Kevin and mechanic Mike Beaudry take a look at the smoking tailings conveyor." "This is nice and warm." "That still burning?" "Yeah, them belts are fuckin' smoked, still hot." "Yeah." "All right, guys, we got to fix our tailings conveyor so some people can start greasing." "And...we'll keep on the roll here." "What's it look like, boys?" "Too much shit on the conveyor and the belts couldn't even pull it." "So the pulley ratio's a little bit off." "We need new pulleys?" "Yep." "Yeah." "The tailings conveyor decided it was going to smoke." "Guessing it's a pulley." "Okay." "If you get me a pulley, then we can get going." "Fuckin' do it." "To hit Tony's target, Monica has been loading too much pay dirt." "The more weight she puts on the conveyor belt, the more strain it puts on the drive belt, which has caused it to slip, heat up, and smoke." "By increasing the size of the pulley, there will be more contact area, which means the drive belt will have more grip." "and be able to handle the increased load without slipping." "Fix it." "So we're gonna put a bigger pulley on the motor." "This'll let us run more dirt, sand, get more gold." "We have to..." ""yeah... that's the one, more gold"." "Everybody likes that." "Whoo-hoo." "That's pretty fuckin' awesome." "Okay, now we're done." "Looks pretty good." "Seems to be taking the rocks out, which is pretty awesome." "We've got no smoke." "So that's the main thing." "Yeah." "It'sniceto see the old girl working." "Yeah." "We're back and rollin'." "It ain't pretty, but we're gold mining!" "It's the first day of running at Todd's New Sacramento Creek claim." "And Logan is in charge of the cut, sending pay dirt to Double Trouble." "This is my first cut Todd's letting me do." "It's a little bit..." "a little bit scary." "I'm getting a lot more responsibility and and hopefully, I don't fumble the ball." "I hope there's gold in this dirt." "But it's not like any pay dirt I've ever loaded up." "It's pretty sandy." "I'm a little bit nervous about this." "Running 360 yards an hour right now!" "It's the most we've ever ran, ever!" "Logan wants to run pay." "Well, along with that comes responsibility and pressure." "And what he sends to the plant." "is how we succeed... or we fail." "Turn it off." "Cut it." "At the end of the first day," "Todd inspects Double Trouble's sluices." "See some gold?" "Nope." "I don't either." "I think it's crap." "Yeah." "Not good." "Ran all day, so we should see it lit up." "Not seeing enough gold." "Hey, Logan, your cut is..." "It doesn't look like it's payin' off." "Big strikeout." "Logan, I know I sent you over there." "But you know what?" "You got to test the ground." "Did you get your butt out of there and did you pan it?" "Negative." "Negative." "You sent us topsoil at 360 yards an hour." "There's nothing in the box, zero." "When you pick a claim and you say, "Dig over there... "." "Hey, listen to me." "You need to get your ass out of that seat." "You need to pan gold, or don't send it to us, okay?" "You personally pan gold." "And then send it to us, okay?" "I can't make gold in the ground, Todd." "There isn't any gold in that box and tomorrow night there better be." "We're all failing because of you." "Oh my fuckin' stars!" "Logan better get his ass out there and find the pay dirt and get it to the plant." "I know he's my cousin, but tough shit." "We gotta make money." "Snow's comin'." "After a disastrous first day of running at Sacramento Creek, the pressure is on Logan to find gold-bearing ground." "When I was digging that material yesterday," "I knew it looked a little funny." "It didn't look like Pay that I'm used to." "And, turns out I was right, that it was weird." "When they point and say dig there, and then I don't get any gold and I get an ass-chewin' for it, it's pretty fucked up." "Today, I'm not gonna make that same mistake." "Gonna go out on my own and find gold." "Think I found a spot where there's gonna be some gold." "All this fuckin' area that they were tellin' me to dig was all just... it's all topsoil." "200 feet from the sandy topsoil that he sent through the plant," "Logan investigates a new area." "Well, I think I found a spot that might be virgin." "I think this is what we're looking for right here." "This right here... is a lot bigger rock." "I'm gonna go pan it." "I moved from Oregon to Colorado to get gold." "I didn't come here for fun." "I came here to get gold." "Fuck yeah." "Might be small, but I've got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight colors." "Todd, Dave, I've got something you guys need to see." "What do you got?" "Give this a swirl, Todd." "Wow." "Seriously?" "See all those colors." "Ah, heck yeah." "That's not bad, Logan." "Where'd you find that?" "It was up on top of the hill." "It's the opposite of what you'd think." "But that's where the gold is here." "It's not topsoil." "It's not sand." "It's just dirt packed around boulders." "Tell you what." "I don't want to just jump in." "I think we should run big old bulk test, maybe 3,000 yards." "All right." "Trucks are on their way, then." "Okay." "Let's go." "What do you think?" "Good job." "Let's get it done." "Sounds good." "Let's do this, man." "Gosh, that thing is huge." "Well, it looks impressive, anyway, sitting up on that pedestal like it is." "Wow." "At Scribner Creek, Parker Schnabel's call for help has been answered by his parents." "What do you think?" "Hey!" "Hello, hello!" "Hey, buddy!" "We made it, finally!" "Finally, honey." "Good to see you." "Nice to see you." "How are you?" "I can't quite figure it all out, though, for sure," "You know, whether you called me because you want me to be here." "Or you need me to work for you or what the case is." "Or you miss me." "Over the next couple of days, it'll come clear, right?" "Yeah, exactly." "So, 'cause I want to know, like, what's the crisis of the day?" "Crisis of the day?" "No crisis today." "So are they ongoing crisises?" "Is that the problem?" "No, everything's..." "It's good to see you, man." "Everything's all right." "The go..." "The gold's just coming in slow." "You're just not in a hot spot?" "Yeah." "I mean, I don't think it's anything we're doing wrong." "We got the plant fixed up." "And it's going good." "And we're cranking out the yardage." "Like, we're running a lot of dirt." "It's just, not a lot of gold in it." "So you're stressed a little bit in that regard." "Yeah." "Gotcha." "And, I mean, you know, we're right on the..." "We're like breaking even a lot of weeks." "And it's like, I'm not up here to break even." "Why deal with all the stress if I'm even money?" "Yeah." "Well, obviously," "Because you're our son and we love you dearly," "We obviously are very concerned about your well-being." "And if you're up here stressed out not getting the gold," "Can we be of any assistance." "Any help at all?" "Yeah." "We're way behind getting this new pad for the plant built and I was hoping you could help us out." "Parker sent his whole crew to work at Rick's Indian River operation." "His main wash plant, Sluicifer, is lying idle." "To speed up the move to the new creek cut," "Parker has a radical plan." "You know, so I..." "Right now, we're in the middle of building this next pad for the plant." "And we're trying something new with this conveyor." "It's a beautiful looking conveyor." "That's, what, 150 feet, right?" "150, yeah." "Cost us 300 grand." "But it'll do the work of three rock trucks." "Let's do her." "Got dirt to move." "Parker was using three rock trucks to build the new pad." "Instead, he is replacing them with a super conveyor." "Parker will doze overburden across to his dad in the 460 excavator." "Roger will then load the 150-foot super conveyor with 900 yards of overburden per hour, piling it on top of Kelly's ramp." "Finally, Parker will doze and shape the pad, ready for Sluicifer." "This, damn conveyor, it's a, This is an unbelievable machine." "I'll tell you." "I'm impressed." "I think what he's got going here is phenomenal." "There's a lot of different ways to mine." "And I think that Parker's, developing his own unique way, and I think that's wonderful." "Yeah, we got some reinforcements here." "Dad's gonna help out." "So it's time to put this conveyor into overdrive here and see if we can't get a pad built in time." "Shut it down!" "I smell a little bit of rubber." "For fuck sakes." "Just relax." "Take a deep breath." "That thing broke." "It's fuckin' broke." "Get some oxygen, fella." "I don't need oxygen, Dad." "So fuckin' annoying." "Can't even get anything fuckin' done around here 'cause everything's fuckin' breaking all the fuckin' time." "Parker Schnabel is racing." "to finish the new pad at the creek cut with his father, Roger." "But his new super conveyor has a problem." "Fuckin' piece of fuckin' shit." "Pull it, Parker?" "Yeah." "Got it." "Is that broken?" "Yeah, the pin's broke." "It's a wiper." "Just keeps the tail drum from eating shit." "It's fuckin' busted off in there." "Parker has been running the super conveyor at its top speed of 900 yards an hour." "Inside the conveyor, a steel wiper blade stops rocks from blocking the tail drum that drives the belt." "A pin that holds the metal wiper in place has sheared." "So the wiper has dropped and is threatening to destroy the belt." "That wiper's catchin' on the belt." "Let's just yank the whole thing out of there." "Try to come your way or mine?" "It don't matter." "It's a risk to run without the wiper." "But every hour that Parker's not sluicing pay dirt costs him $2,500." "Piece of shit." "Hopefully we can get some dirt slung up and start makin' it look like a pad." "It's gonna take everything my dad and I can throw at it." "In Colorado, the Hoffman crew is running two claims in a desperate bid to get 1,000 ounces of gold and save their season." "I don't want to think about not gettin' 1,000 ounces." "I just want to think about what we gotta do to get it." "At Todd's main operation, Fairplay," "Freddy and the crew are pulling the mats." "Dang, that looks good, Fred." "Aw, hell yeah." "Water." "Holy moly." "Mary, mother of Martha, that looks good." "Dude, look at that." "We got gold, man." "We got good gold." "All right." "Those guys in Sacrament are gonna have to live vicariously" "through us for a while." "Ha yeah." "One mile northwest, at Sacramento Creek," "Logan is under pressure." "There's a lot of people relying on this gold." "I need this to work." "It has to work." "He's finishing up A 3,000-yard test of the ground he prospected." "I made the decision to come up on top of this hill." "And if there's no gold here, it's my ass." "I'm probably gonna get..." "I'm gonna get in some big trouble." "Hey!" "Hey, Hunter, that's good." "That's it." "Let's go check the mats." "Frickin' water's getting muddy." "What?" "I can't even see if there's gold," "The water's so muddy." "I think we're looking for 14 or 15 ounces, I think would be good." "If it's anything less than that, I think we got some very serious decisions to make." "Whether we're gonna keep going or not." "I don't know if it's there." "That's a lot of gold for one day." "Just drying it now." "Monica's first, cleanup out of her plant, Eureka." "Let's see what she looks like." "Tony beets' dredge is down until Kevin gets the parts he needs to repair it." "Till then, Monica's new operations is Tony's only hope of hitting his 2,000-ounce, $2.4-million goal." "That's what we got." "It's hot." "You ready?" "Yeah." "Okay." "Monica needs to deliver around 35 ounces a week." "10, 15," "20, 25," "30, 40," "50, 60... 73.6" "Fuck yeah." "Not bad chick." "Uh." "Over $88,000," "More than twice what she needs." "That's actually really good, Monica." "Thank you." "I'm quite excited for you." "You know, It's your baby, this one." "That's actually awesome." "Well, thanks for giving me the chance to prove myself." "1,850." "It's about 2.2 millions." "1,850." "So we're 150 short." "I'm on it." "I'm on it." "What about you?" "Are you on it?" "Yeah, if I get my parts in." "I think that was awesome for our first gold weigh." "I mean, I think if I can get my dad to that 2,000-ounce goal, that'd be awesome." "Arr rar rar rar Rar rar rar!" "You ready to go back getting gold?" "Yeah?" "Perfect." "At Scribner Creek, Nancy Schnabel is catching up with Parker's girlfriend, Ashley." "I've been worried about you up here, you know?" "I mean, I know how Parker is on a... during a season." "I know that it takes a huge toll on him." "Mentally and emotionally." "You know, that can't be a whole lot of fun for you." "He has a lot on his mind, and I can see that." "He does, yeah, yeah." "And it is extremely stressful with everything that he has to deal with." "Um." "But I'm super understanding of that." "You are." "You are." "Yeah." "He's lucky..." "He's lucky that you are." "Ashley's fabulous." "I..." "I like her more than Parker a little bit." "No!" "Um, she has to have some serious patience to be around Parker in this environment." "I know." "You should just come home with us!" "You don't have to stay here!" "(laughter)" "So, this is just the pad for the creek cut final touches here." "Using the super conveyor, Parker and his dad, Roger, have completed a 60-foot-high pad for Sluicifer in just 2 days." "We're ready for a wash plant." "So time to get sluicin', hopefully make some money, and get out of this fuckin' hole that the Boundary Cut extension put us in." "It's a damn good thing we have that conveyor here, and that my dad was able to come up." "Just want to thank you for helping out." "We got a lot of dirt moved and..." "It's my pleasure to come and help you out and the day that you have a son, you'll understand 100%." "Thanks, pops." "You bet." "I look at where he's at today, and I'm real proud of him." "He's a great kid and..." "a young man, I should say." "And he's evolving beautifully, I think, into a real professional." "and quite an entrepreneur." "Bye." "It was so nice to have you here." "Love you, mom." "Yeah, I love you, too." "Love you, Parker." "You take care." "After answering Parker's call for help, Roger and Nancy Schnabel are heading back home to Haines, Alaska." "Bye, mom." "This year, we've come a long ways." "And I'm really glad that my mom and dad were able to see that." "It's just that, it kind of high- lights the fact that my grandpa won't be able to, though." "So that's a bit tough." "Sluicifer has been shut down all week but Rick Ness and the rest of the crew have been running Big Red at Indian River." "Well, thanks for at least keeping one plant going and..." "keep getting gold In the box." "Yeah." "Let's see what this brings us, to." "To stay on track for his 1,000-ounce goal," "Rick needs around 115 ounces." "Nice chunks." "There's your first 10." "There's 30." "There's 50." "Got a hundy." "Yes." "Still going." "Woo hoo!" "Still coming." "And that's it." "There we go." "136.2" "Hell yeah." "Nice." "Worth over $160,000." "That's awesome." "Well done." "That's the best so far." "Yeah." "Yeah." "So I mean, overall, with both plants, where we at?" "That's..." "Uh, that probably just ticked us over 2,000." "What are we, like, 2,017 or some fuckin' thing?" "Yeah, dude." "Halfway." "Finally!" "Ha ha ha." "Nice, boss." "2,017 ounces, worth almost $2.5 million takes Parker over halfway to his 4,000-ounce season goal." "All right, well uh, let's get that plant moved." "We're gonna have to get a fuckin' ton of gold out of the creek cut if we're gonna hit 4,000 ounces." "I had zero plan on running two wash plants this summer." "But, you know, right now, I'm damn glad we did." "because we would've had a big fat zero this week if not for for Big Red and Rick running it." "So," "It's a damn good result." "I..." "I hope we got something." "We better have or else I'm in deep crap." "Todd Hoffman has given up on turning a profit this season." "Instead, he's hell-bent on getting 1,000 ounces of gold, the minimum he needs to send his crew home with a paycheck for the winter." "So, guys, we had, a pretty amazing week." "No joke." "Amazing." "To hit his target, Todd needs around 100 ounces a week." "Dad, what'd we get on Fairplay?" "120.2" "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "[clapping]" "All right!" "$144,000 worth of gold in these two jars." "Whoo!" "Yeah!" "Whoo!" "This's the best ground we've been on ever." "So what'd we do at Sacramento?" "For Sacramento Creek to be worth running," "Logan's 1-day test needs to produce at least 18 ounces." "Well?" "Dad, what'd we get?" "Logan, you're right on it." "27.4" "Nice." "Yeah." "Good job, buddy." "Attaboy." "Good job, Logan!" "You brought $33,000 worth of pay dirt to the plant in 1 day." "There's a lot more where that came from, too." "Between all this, guys, with that, Logan, and this, $177,000, bud." "Nice." "Nice." "Such a relief." "I finally got us on the gold there at Sacramento Creek." "We're... we're on the board." "We've got a lot of dirt." "It's good dirt, and we can run it fast." "Hey." "Proud of you, man." "You did good." "He's feeling like the weight's off his shoulders, the monkey's off his back." "You did a great job, man." "Subs by Jack T" "We're on the gold, both plants." "Is 1,000 ounces in reach?" "You damn right." "Now it is." "On the next ...Gold Rush..." "Creek's completely dried up now." "Let's get the son of a gun unplugged." "Forget about it, Freddy!" "Aah!" "Freddy!" "Well, she's finally here." "We can get some fuckin' dredging going." "It has to fit exactly." "Fuck, are you kidding me?" "I'm ****** annoyed." "Well, I think this plant's about ready to move." "Sounds like it's rising up from hell." "For fuck sakes." "I don't have a plan, so stop fuckin' asking me."