Parker Gifts Foreman Brendan The BIGGEST Dozer He’s EVER Bought To Make $420,000! | Gold Rush

While Brennan and JM strip overburden on the new extension, Parker checks the section of the air strip cut they’ve already mined.

What the—
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Parker’s discovered a rookie error. They’ve left gold-bearing river rock behind.

“I shouldn’t have to walk your floor.”
“What’s up, buddy?”
“I thought everybody knew how to dig pay, but there are round rock everywhere.”

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“Like I shouldn’t have to walk the floor and find like yards of rock. I have hardly dug any of this.”

“I don’t care. You in charge or are you not in charge?”
“Well, Mitch was in charge.”
“Mitch ain’t here.”
“Yeah. Well, there’s quite a bit missed. Whoever took the last strip in the back.”
“I don’t give a who it is and neither should you, but it needs to get cleaned up.”

“I understand that, but I haven’t even dug half this day here. I’ve been in the back doing overburden.”

“I don’t know if guys are in a rush to go home or whatever, but if anybody wants to go home, they can go home right now. Like, that’s not a reason to rush through any cuts or do anything sloppy or whatever is going on.”

“We’ve done this racket for eight years now. I shouldn’t have to walk our floors.”
“There’s no need to come here and be a about it.”

“So over this, man. Go pack my leave right now. I don’t give a about any of this. I’m trying to do a million things and keep my head in check. Blood is boiling, man.”

[Music]

“Howdy.”
“How are you doing?”
“Good. You?”
“I’m all right. Um, I wanted to explain a little more my little blow up in the cut. I apologize because I shouldn’t do it that way.”

“Bren, since you’ve shown up here, like, you’ve come so far and you’ve been doing a great job. Honestly, you have. And I know you’ve got a lot on your plate, but we still have to make sure that we are following the basics, and that’s where I’m coming from.”

“Right. Does that make sense?”
“Yep. Fair.”
“Thank you. Appreciate it.”
“No sweat. Thanks, Brandon.”
“Yeah, no worries. For sure. Thanks a lot.”

I definitely was taken back a little bit with Parker. I do really respect him coming to apologize in a sincere way, you know, so I’m happy.

Brennan has hit permafrost dirt and gravel frozen solid since the last ice age.

“That’s the last thing I need is break a ripper shank and I have to explain that one to Parker.”

“This sand is like granite trying to get through it. I mean, like, look how hard this stuff is. It just slows the cat right down. Lifting my tracks right off the ground. This gravel is just brutal on this poor cat.”

“I didn’t expect to run into this much of this. We’re going to have to put 50 rips in it to get down to pay. It’s not going to be good.”

But over at the yard, Parker has a surprise in store.

“A monster D11 dozer ordered for next season has arrived ahead of time and we bought it off Craigslist basically, which is pretty funny.”

“I think this is about a 50 yard blade. This is a chromium carbide overlay. So, it’s like really strong armored blade. Where the 10s will rip like a 3ft rip, this thing will do six. I don’t know much about engines, but it’s a big engine.”

The D11 is the biggest machine Parker’s ever owned.

[Applause]

“Hi, Brennan.”
“Look at that big thing, right?”
“Holy man. Unreal.”
“Yeah. Nice work.”

With 850 horsepower, it’s 60% more powerful than Brennan’s D10. At 250,000 lbs, it’s almost twice the weight. And the blade can move double the dirt.

“This thing huge, man.”
“Yeah. Unreal.”
“I get to run it.”
“Oh, yeah. Sweet.”
“I figured you could use the help down here when you’re ripping. Just that extra weight really makes a huge difference.”
“Yeah. Wicked.”
“Thanks, buddy.”
“Have fun with her.”
“You bet.”

“This is the answer. If this isn’t going to move mountains quickly, I don’t know what will.”

“Oh yeah, that’s the ticket cuz this thing’s sweet. I mean, look at the chunks I’m blowing out of there compared to the 10. I can’t believe the pieces it’s pulling apart here. Half the time, half the rips means more efficiency and more gold in the box. A hell of a lot faster. Absolutely beautiful.”

At the end of a tense week, the Schnabble crew gather to weigh up the gold.

“So, you made it through the frost.”
“Mhm. Yep. Parker came down with a D11 to help that situation out. Makes things a lot easier.”
“Good.”

Last week at Big Red, Brennan fell short, getting less than half rival plant boss Tyson’s 209-ounce gold haul.

“Incoming.”
“That’s a big—”
“Yeah, we’re starting to use big pounds now.”
“Holy.”

This time Brennan’s determined to beat him.

“Ready?”
“Yeah.”
“60, 100, 130, 160, 180, 220… 22.15.”
“Nice.”
“Holy.”
“Yeah. Worth over $420,000.”
“Good boy. Good boy.”
“Yeah, that’s awesome.”
“You’re lost.”
“That’s a nice week.”
“Yeah, no kidding.”

“You want to see what Slissifer Lucifer is doing? See it with Slooifer.”

Tyson has been averaging 171 ounces.

“Brener might have to help you count.”
“40, 80, 100, 110, 90.85.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Worth more than $370,000.”
“I got to see you after.”
“Well done. Well done.”

“400-ounce week.”
“Yeah. Nothing wrong with a 400 oz week.”

418 ounces, a combined total of $790,000.

“Holy.”

And bringing their season total to over 6,800 ounces. Last year was 7,223, just 400 oz short of last year’s total.

Parker is on track to bank a war chest to finance new ground for next season.

“You know, if you can keep them running, we’ll have a really good year.”