Casey and Kiley’s Gold Rush Adventure

Mike Keenan

Description

Brother and sister, Casey and Kiley, go back in time again with their alien friend Tuttle. In this adventure, they travel to Weaverville, a famous mining town in Northern California, during the 1850s. The Gold Rush era comes alive as the children encounter wild animals, stagecoach robbers, miners, kidnappers, and something dangerous protecting a mine.
Casey and Kiley work together with two pioneer girls, the Sheriff, his deputies, and a grizzled fur trapper to help find a missing young boy who the Weaverville townspeople say was taken by Bigfoot.
Can they find him?

Sujets

• 0-6 ans
• Éveil
• Jeunesse Aventure
• Eveil
• Action
• Adventure
• Juvenilee Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: AuthorHouse
• Date de parution: 23 mai 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798823008976
• Langue: English

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CASEY and KILEY’S Gold Rush Adventure







Mike Keenan







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ISBN: 979-8-8230-0896-9 (sc)
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0897-6 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2023909545



Published by AuthorHouse 05/23/2023








Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
















For Judy whose love of Trinity County inspired this story.



Chapter 1
A young girl and her older brother sat at a weather-beaten picnic table bolted to a wooden dock that stretched out over the clear water of Lewiston Lake. The two children sat across from their stepmother with a view of the lake. It was a cool autumn afternoon. They could smell the fresh scent of pine from the thousands of giant trees that surrounded the lake. Hundreds of ducks swam lazily on the calm surface of the water. Their quacking carried in the still air.
“Okay,” said their stepmother, “explain this to me again.”
The young girl glanced over at her brother. “Again?” she asked, looking exasperated.
“Yes, Kiley, again,” she answered. “This is still hard for me to believe.”
“All right, I’ll start with Tuttle.”
“Hold on,” said their stepmother putting her hand up. “I think I understand Tuttle. He is a robot that looks like a bird. However, he is actually an alien whose original body no longer exists. His brain is inside a robot body that was built to look like he did when he was alive. It was placed there hundreds of years ago by the Monitors after his planet was destroyed.”
“Yes, Judy, that’s right,” said Kiley. “He was from a planet of birds.”
“A planet of birds?” questioned their stepmother.
Her brother Casey looked over at his sister. She nodded her head.
“Tuttle’s planet was a civilization of beings that looked similar to our birds,” explained Casey. “There were many types of birds that lived together in harmony. Their planet was covered with water. Trees and vegetation were plentiful, which provided the food and shelter they needed. It was warmed by a red sun. Something caused the planet to leave its orbit and move closer to the sun. As the planet moved closer, the sun began to dry up the water and kill the plant life. The Monitors discovered the problem but could not prevent the planet from continuing to get closer to the sun. They offered the beings an opportunity to leave the planet and join them. Only a few species of birds went with the Monitors. Tuttle was one of them.”
“What happened to the planet?” asked Judy.
“Sadly, it was destroyed. It eventually crashed into the sun,” said Casey. “Tuttle showed us pictures. It was a beautiful planet.”
“That is very sad,” said their stepmother.
“It is,” said Casey. Kiley nodded sympathetically.
“So now Tuttle is an Observer for the Monitors,” Judy continued. “The Monitors are highly intelligent aliens that watch over and protect the Universe. Observers, like Tuttle, are sent to planets throughout the universe where the Monitors want to gather information.”
“Correct,” said Kiley.
“Got it,” said Judy. “Now what happens with the information the Observers collect for the Monitors?”
“The Monitors study the information to determine if action needs to be taken to protect a planet and its inhabitants or to prevent a planet and its beings from destroying other planets or beings. If they predict a threat, the Monitors send the Peacekeepers. The Peacekeepers are alien warriors that step in and stop the threat,” explained Kiley.
“So, you met Tuttle and went on your first adventure back in time to when dinosaurs roamed the earth?” asked their stepmother.
“Yes,” the children answered in unison. Even though they were not twins, they often had the same thoughts at the same time.
“Then you had three more adventures with Tuttle?”
“Yes,” said the children again at the same time.
“Well, it’s still very hard for me to believe. Your story seems like one of those low budget science fiction movies your father likes to watch.”
“We wouldn’t lie to you,” said Casey.
“I’m not so sure about that, but I do believe you,” said Judy with a sigh.
That made the children smile.
“Now you’re off to meet Tuttle again?” their stepmother asked.
They both nodded.
“How do you know when and where to meet him?”
“Since our trip into outer space, he is able to send us messages,” said Casey.
Casey and Kiley received the messages through a device called an Influencer. The Monitors had given them each an Influencer during an earlier adventure. The Influencers were small, black boxes with a red button on the side. When the red button was pushed, it activated an alien technology that enabled the children to influence people and change their behavior. The siblings had not told their dad and stepmom about the Influencers because the Monitors had asked them to keep it a secret.
“How?”
“We can’t tell you,” said Casey. “The Monitors asked us not to.”
“I understand,” said Judy. “I don’t like it, but I understand. On your previous adventures, you started out from our home near San Francisco but now we’re up in the Northern California mountains of Trinity County. How will he find you?”
“He always seems to know where we are,” answered Kiley. “We need a ride to the East Weaver Creek Trail. He will be somewhere along the trail. Will you take us now?”
“Yes, and then I’ll go pick up your father from the Trinity River Fish Hatchery. He loves that place. Are you ready?”
“We are,” they both answered at the same time.
“Let me look at you.”
Judy looked at her stepson first. At twelve years old he was tall for his age. He had athletic arms and legs with blue eyes and blonde hair. He was wearing black cargo pants, a gray San Francisco 49ers sweatshirt, black hiking boots and a black baseball cap.
She turned and looked at her stepdaughter. At ten years old she was also tall for her age. She was thin with long legs. Green eyes looked out from underneath long blonde hair that was tied back in a pony tail. She was wearing blue jeans, a blue Golden State Warriors sweatshirt, black tennis shoes, and a pink baseball cap.
“Do you have everything you need?” asked Judy.
“Yes, I think we do,” said Casey as he opened his brown canvas backpack. He dumped the contents onto the picnic table. Out spilled snacks, a water bottle, matches, a first aid kit, his favorite pocket knife, sunscreen, and a flashlight.
Kiley then zipped open her pink fanny pack. She turned it upside down. A water bottle, a flashlight, sunscreen, rope, and her favorite pocket knife tumbled out onto the picnic table.
Judy nodded her approval. “You’re ready. Let’s go.”
Casey and Kiley scooped up their supplies and reloaded their backpack and fanny pack. Then they walked to Judy’s gray truck, climbed in, and buckled up.
The truck pulled out of the Lewiston Lake parking lot onto the two-way road in front of a trailer park filled with weathered double-wide homes. They wove their way along the winding, tree lined road.
“An eagle!” shouted Kiley pointing out the front windshield. They watched a bald eagle gliding smoothly across the sky above the trees. Its majestic white head scanned the ground below looking for a meal.
“That means good luck for your adventure,” said their stepmom.
Casey and Kiley nodded.
Judy pulled her truck into the parking area at the East Weaver Creek Campground. The children jumped down from the truck and hugged their stepmom goodbye. Casey put on his backpack while Kiley pulled her fanny pack around her waist and snapped the buckle into place.
“Be careful,” said Judy.
“We will,” they both said at the same time.
They headed for the start of the trail. Once they reached it, they turned and waved goodbye to Judy. She waved back, got into her truck, and drove off.