In 2026, I’m taking a risk I never thought I’d take — living out of my van and exploring the backroads of British Columbia in search of something bigger than gold or gemstones. This year, my dream is simple but bold: live in the mountains, follow old logging roads, camp beside rivers, and search for rare gemstones, gold, crystals, and hidden minerals while sharing it live using Starlink from places most people never get to see. I honestly don’t think I’ve seen anyone build something quite like this — a prospector living from a van, chasing discovery in real time, with no fixed roadmap and no guarantee of what comes next. But that’s often how the biggest dreams begin. That’s how adventures are written. That’s how the stories that inspire us are born. Like the wilderness stories that stay with us, this one begins in the Rocky Mountains — not to escape life, but to find more of it. Through TE Prospecting & Exploration, I want to show the full life of a modern prospector — reading the land, walking creeks for float, climbing ridges for crystal pockets, panning cold mountain streams, listening to the wind through the pines, and learning from the rivers, trees, stone, and silence. This is about more than finding treasure. It’s about risking comfort for purpose. Trading routine for wonder. Trusting that somewhere down an old backroad there’s a new life waiting. I’m risking it all to build something that hasn’t been done before — live prospecting, off-grid exploration, storytelling, and community, all from the road. Maybe I’ll find rare gems. Maybe I’ll find gold. Maybe I’ll find something greater. Maybe I’ll help people remember they can still free their minds, take chances, and follow a dream that feels impossible. Because sometimes God’s gift isn’t what’s hidden in the mountain. It’s the courage to climb it

I want to take a moment to thank Marta for the live coffee chat and introduction video we did the other day. That conversation honestly sparked something in me—it made me reflect on how my artwork became such a big part of my journey into rocks, nature, and the outdoors. Back in 2012, I was deep into spray paint art—mostly space and nature scenes. At the time, I didn’t fully realize it, but that art gave me a close-up look at what I truly loved… the raw beauty of nature, the universe, and how everything connects. That was the beginning of something bigger for me. Life wasn’t exactly clear back then. I spent years moving around, trying to figure things out. I even lived in Calgary for a couple of years, but deep down, city life never felt right. It just wasn’t me. So in 2015, I made a decision—I went back to the East Kootenays, where it all started. That summer, I lived in my camper with my dog Riddick, out on an old gold claim. I didn’t have a clear plan. I didn’t know where things were going. But for the first time in a long time… I felt free. I felt like myself again. One day, while out walking with Riddick, I found a small piece of quartz crystal on the ground. Nothing crazy—but something about it caught my attention. Instead of just picking it up and moving on, I followed the float uphill. That’s when I saw it—a patch of bright white quartz shining through the ground. And right there… I uncovered a much larger, beautiful crystal.💎 That moment stuck with me. Not just because of the find—but because of what it meant. It reminded me that even when life feels uncertain, or even a little heavy… there’s always something waiting just around the corner. Sometimes you just have to follow the signs, even if they seem small at first. Looking back now, I can honestly say my art played a huge role in all of this. It opened my eyes, grounded me, and helped guide me back to what I truly love. So yeah… even on the hard days, something beautiful can come out of it 🌲 I’d love to hear from you— What’s a moment in your life that stuck with you forever? 👇

Hey everyone! My brother Robert and I went exploring in the East Kootenays of British Columbia and brought home some awesome rocks. We thought they looked like sandstone and quartzite — and we were right! We would like to bring the story to you with a live video one day.📙🎥 this is kind of a mix of a story and a geology lesson. 💻 Here’s what we learned👇 The orange and purple striped ones These started as regular sandstone — basically sand from ancient beaches or rivers that got squished and cemented into rock.💦💧 Over a long time, rainwater and groundwater moved through the tiny holes in the rock. The water carried tiny bits of iron and dropped it in wavy stripes (called Liesegang banding). Orange stripes = iron that rusted yellow-brown. Purple/red stripes = iron that turned a different shade of rust. The orange parts feel gritty and sandy (they scrape off easily), while the lighter bands are harder because extra quartz (a super-tough mineral) glued them together. The white hard one This is mostly quartzite — sandstone that got baked and squeezed deep in the Earth until the sand grains fused into a super-hard, sugary-looking rock. The little pockets inside are even tougher bits of quartz or similar minerals. Quartzite is so hard you can barely scratch it with a knife! These rocks show how water and time can “paint” beautiful patterns inside ordinary stone. The East Kootenays have tons of ancient sandstone and quartzite from old seas and rivers — some over a billion years old!🪨 We had a blast and we’re definitely going back to make a geology video. If you want to see the close-up photos or try simple tests at home (like scratching with a knife or looking at the gritty bits), let us know!👈 What do you think — have you found cool banded rocks before? Drop a comment or come join us next time! When we do a live video. 👍

One thing I haven’t really talked about much is the old mine shafts I keep running into out here in the mountains.🏔 There’s something different about those spots. You can feel the history the second you step into the area. Old workings, broken rock piles, and sometimes even pieces of rusted metal left behind… it makes you stop and think about the people who were out there long before us. One of my favorite things is spotting that deep green staining on the rocks — that’s malachite, and it’s a strong sign of copper. The color is honestly one of a kind. When you see it in person, it hits different… bright greens running through the rock like nature painted it there on purpose. And the best part? You don’t find these places sitting at home. You find them after long walks, climbing through rough terrain, reading the land, and just trusting your gut. Then boom… you come across something incredible tucked away in the mountains. That feeling never gets old. This week I want to switch it up a bit 👇 I want to hear YOUR story. Have you ever: - Found an old mine or hidden spot out in the wild? - Come across minerals or colors that made you stop in your tracks? - Had a moment in nature that just stuck with you? Drop your story below ⬇️ Could be big or small — I read them all. Let’s build this into something real where we’re all sharing what we’ve experienced out there 🌲

Not everything in prospecting is gold shining in a pan or a perfect crystal coming out of the ground. A lot of it is early mornings, long hikes, wrong turns, empty holes… and those quiet moments out in nature where you’re not even sure if you’ll find anything at all.🔎 But that’s the part people don’t see — and honestly, it’s what makes the finds worth it. Some of my best days out there didn’t come down to what I found… but the experience:– learning the land– pushing through when nothing was showing– and those random moments where everything just clicks That’s the real side of TE Prospecting. I still remember my first real moment out there. Back in 2015, I was going through a rough time… living in a camper about 40km outside Kimberley with my dog Riddick. Money was tight, life felt heavy, and I didn’t have much direction. One day, I got out and started walking the hills, not really expecting anything. Just needed to clear my head. That’s when I spotted a small piece of quartz on the ground… just float. Nothing crazy. But something about it made me stop. Instead of brushing it off, I followed it. Step by step, uphill… finding another piece, then another. Until suddenly, I wasn’t just finding float anymore — I was onto something real. Bigger crystals started showing.💎 And just like that, everything shifted. That moment… that feeling… it pulled me out of a dark place and into something real. That’s when I fell in love with crystal hunting. It wasn’t just about the find — it was about what it gave me. I want to hear from you 👇 What’s one behind-the-scenes moment you’ve had while out exploring or digging? If not that's ok as well. Could be: – your first ever find – a tough day that turned around – getting completely skunked but still loving it – or even just a peaceful moment out in the bush Drop it below. Let’s share the real stories, not just the highlight reels. 👇👇