Friday, June 1, 2007

Dugway Geodes

Approximately 100 miles west of where we live in Riverton, Utah, out in the Utah desert lie the Dugway geode beds. Six to eight million years ago volcanic activity occurred in western Utah and deposited an extrusive igneous rock called rhyolite. Trapped gasses formed cavities within the rhyolite, and millions of years of ground-water circulation allowed minerals to precipitate into the cavities. The resulting geodes have roughly spherical shapes and (hopefully) crystal-lined cavities. For a period of as long as 20,000 years ago starting 30-35 thousand years ago, an inland body of water known as Lake Bonneville covered most of western Utah. The lake's wave activity eroded the geode-bearing rhyolite and redeposited the geodes several miles away in the Dugway geode bed area as lake sediments.

The geodes I’ve found are in very interesting white clay which is veined with purple strips (look closely at the second picture). Many geodes are hollow while others are completely filled with massive, banded quartz or, worse yet, turn out to be mostly rheolite. The most common mineral deposited inside the geodes is quartz in various colors: clear (rock crystal), purple (amethyst), and pink (rose). Dugway is particularly known for blue colored quartz.

It's kind of hard to figure out what you've got when you dig them up because they're all covered with clay. And often you break them either when you are digging or when you are trying to get them out as they often have seams in them that split, or weak sides, etc. But every once in a while you get a good one like the one shown in the third picture that is relatively large. The most typical ones are more in the range of two to six inches. Once you find them, it's like Forest Gump's box of chocolates: you never know what you are going to get until you cut them open. Sometimes its a pleasant surprise and other times it's "oh well".



6 comments:

Lynn said...

How interesting! I'm almost positive I remember seeing some "rocks" like this at the rock museum in Parshall. Have you ever been there? It is a whole building full of rocks collected from all over the world. Thanks for the neat geology lesson and pictures.

Janie said...

David, I think we both have the "rock bug" that Dad had. I have rocks from all over the world in my travels...unfortunately I do not know one from the other anymore! HA! But my favorite thing is digging in a rock pile! I have been wanting to go over to the iron range and up the north shore of Lake Superior as there are many rocks to be had...agates etc but the nicest Amathest can be found on one of the iron ore roads I am told...so some day I hope to go exploring that! Thanks for the pictures...I would love it if Marlene and I could fly out and go look for some with you!

Gayle said...

Thanks for the pictures, David! I find it interesting that so many of us are interested in rocks. I, too, have a rock collection that has moved with us from ND, IL, IA, MI, then back to IA, and now in MI. I found a round rock between Oscar Johnsons and home that is about the size of a soccer ball. We call it Fred Flintstone's bowling ball. It would be interesting to see the inside of the rock but hate to cut it open. Dad moved a black rock up by the house that he and Roy used to pound on for intertainment. It emits a ringing sound so it must be iron.

Dave said...

I don't remember even being in Parshall, let alone the Paul Broste Rock Museum. I looked it up on the internet and it sounds interesting. Maybe the next time we get back to ND we can check it out.

Andrea and Otfried said...

Thanks, Dave. I can imagine the excitment in cracking one of these open to see what is inside. Life is kind of like that -- full of both disappointment and wonder.
Did you see the piece on t.v. about the two ten year old boys who discovered a dinasaur tooth. They were so excited. That tooth was huge weighing, I don't know: 15 pounds?
Andrea

Andrea and Otfried said...

As to why the Hagens are so interested in rocks, there is a sure and certain answer: remember the stories of clearing the rocks off the field. My did always told about a specific huge rock that he and Roy set a dynamite charge under. They lit the fuse, ran and hid, and boom, up the rock went straight into the air and then came straight down, all in one piece back into the same hole.
Rocks were a big part of the boyhood of all of our dads.l...no wonder we collect rocks. Actually, I don't have any rocks left, but I did take geology in college and I love rocks.....if you love rocks, please go to Sedona Arizona to see the red rocks and take the pink jeep tour up into the rocks. Perhaps I'll post a picture.
Andrea