OK for a while, and then it started to drag. The silliness about a tree falling over and revealing bags and bags of huge nuggets was annoying, as was Frenchy riding into town throwing gold around and bragging about his find. As was the town's decision to hang Frail even though they all saw that Frenchy had a gun and was shooting back. There seemed to be about 800 men milling around, which was a lot for a town with four buildings and a couple tents.