We were given a shovel and a sifting screen, so we deduced that we should dig and sift. Yup.
This trip forced us to accept that we really aren't hardcore outdoors people. Hiking and biking...fun. Paying somebody to do manual labor...not as fun as we hoped for.
When we got back to Conway, we went out to Smokehouse Barbeque and ate food that somebody else prepared for us in airconditioning.
Digging for diamonds has a lot in common with marriage: its a lot of hardwork mixed with guesswork, has small but exciting payoffs along the way (for us it was a couple of RingPops), and as long as you picked a good partner, you'll be able to survive just about anything and leave smiling.
To all of those who have been reading, thanks for the comments! We may not reply to all of them, but we read every one of them and it keeps us dedicated while we form this new habit.
At this point, though, it is time to finish packing up and prepping for the move on Tuesday.