GOLD
FEVER BURNS IN WEST PITTSTON MAN
By Sandra Schimmel, Staff Correspodent for West Pittston News
Steve LaTorre caught “gold fever” in 1980.
After battling heat, insects, and the taste of crocodile while on a
gold search in Peru, he’s still eager to take on the wilderness in
search of the precious metal.
LaTorre, 41, spent years as a self-employed contractor in the
Wyoming valley. He first began hunting for gold while in California
in 1980. At that time, he was only looking for something pleasant to
do with his children, Lori, 16, and Sammy, 17.
While working a dredge (a device to extract gold from a stream bed)
along Empire reek in northern California, he found a half-ounce
nugget.
“The excitement and enthusiasm of finding it were beyond words. I
decided that I would try again.”
He made the nugget, which he estimates is worth $400, into a pendant
for his father.
He returned his hometown of West Pittston and opened Latest Fashions
Outlet, a women’s clothing store, but found himself frustrated by
the day-to-day problems.
“As I sat by the phone and listened to all the traffic outside and
complaints inside, my thoughts would wander back to that clear
stream and the nugget I found,” he said. So he dug into his
savings to go to Peru in 1982, to a river known as Madre de Dios,
said to hold some 35,000 tones of gold. LaTorre joined a 10-man
expedition into the Amazon jungle.
He was aware of the dangers. A prospector may be cheated, harassed,
even attacked, and the men were traveling into an area where no
white men had ever gone before. “It’s unsafe to search for
gold with someone you don’t know well and trust completely,” says
LaTorre seriously. “There’s something about a discovery of that kind
that can bring out the worst in someone.”
The expedition found gold, but the take was disappointing because
needed equipment was lost or delayed by the Peruvian government. LaTorre said he found enough gold to make a profit on the expedition
if he had sold it, but that he kept the nuggets as souvenirs because
it’s hard to get full value when selling gold.
“South of the equator, it’s hot and infested with bugs,” he said.
“We’d gone through four cans of repellant, but the bites were all
over everyone. My feet were so swollen from the sun that I had to
keep my boots on.”
There was even a shortage of food. For two weeks, the men ate only
rice and beans. Finally they shot a crocodile, partly to give them
something to eat and partly to keep the crocodile from eating them.
“I hated to do it,” admits LaTorre, “but our guide said he was bad
news in the water since we would be dredging just downstream. I
wouldn’t take part in the kill unless we ate him, so that’s what we
did.”
However, he didn’t care much for this exotic cuisine.” If I’d cooked
and eaten my shoe, it would probably have tasted the same,” he
laughs.
He was glad to be back home where he still operates the fashion
store, but his “gold fever” is still unshaken. He’s planning another
trip, but no farther than the southern United States where he says
once-profitable fields were abandoned during the California Rush. |
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