Hunting for peridot EVERYWHERE, the birthstone for August
Sunset Crater was too hot! There were no trees (or bushes, or grass), too much dust and I had a rock in my shoe. I was walking around the base of a giant pile of bits of red cinder of the sort I had previously encountered in xeriscape gardens looking for olivine. Even the breeze was hot. And worst of all, I didn’t even know what I was looking for. Olivine? We had been informed the bright orange and red cinder cone had bright green gemstones and then our class had been tu