32 When the summer ends I walk around my neighborhood collecting unusual leaves. This one is different because only the veins in the leaf are left. It’s like a skeleton of a leaf.
33 These beauties were found
In warm salty sands
As I waded in shallows
Dreaming of faraway lands.
Each one is unique,
And a marvel of design
I’m more than delighted
To call these treasures, “Mine.”
Yet when all is done
And all the stories are told,
The one thing these finds are not…
35 this Sheep Rock not to be confused with sheet rock. he was found by my son and given to me down by Austin TX on a gravel road we had permission to rock hunt.
36 On my first search, I took the whole family out to Yellowstone, and beyond. (See my Kirwin search story.) Hiking along the Wood River with my stepson, we found an old bottle and a piece of ceramic from a transformer half buried in the bank. The boy wanted to bring them home as a trophy, but I told him that we should leave them for someone else to find. We washed them off in the river and played with them for a while, and then re-buried them in the dirt. His father has since died, so I guess I’m his daddy now. I don’t know if he learned something that day, but I like to think so.
37 My Meteorite
Here’s my neighborhood where I grew up, Austin, TX. We were very near the edge of town, so this image barely resembles what it was like. North of my house was my friend Johnny’s, south was Craig’s, across the street was Lea’s and around the corner was Robert’s.
Across from Robert’s house was the field where we painted yard markers for our football field. Up the field was a big hill where we jumped bicycles. Once, I built a kind of pit house on the hillside with a brick fireplace and a plywood roof. On the northwest edge of the field, at the railroad tracks, I learned a lesson about matches that ended in a huge grass fire.
One day, we were exploring the northeast corner and I found this very unusual rock. These days, I doubt it’s a space rock but that’s how I’ll always remember it.
38 In between treasure hunts I decided to visit one of my favorite stone cabins in the middle of nowhere and do some metal detecting for gold nuggets. Much to my surprise the beautiful very remote old historic structure had been completely destroyed by the BLM. Guess they didn’t like it there since they already removed it from they’re updated map version a few years prior. With mixed feelings I decided to try a nearby wash. A little ways up my detector gave a very promising deep sound so I dig a hole down about a foot and out came this 1884 silver coin. Cool, I thought, so I put the detector back down to see if any more might show up and less than a foot away this pants button, then the shirt button. No more were found after these three but that was enough to make me think a little. Could this be where the person who built the stone structure spent his last moments?
39 It’s my Hope
Left of “In God We Trust”, notice the small, high quality, clear stone.
August, 2012, I traveled to “Crater of Diamonds” for vacation. Smart people vacation where fine wines are served and haute couture is modeled. Me, I like digging in the dirt.
To search, I prefer crawling on the ground and methodically scratching through dirt exposed by past rains. Lying on top of the barren ground, glinting in the sun was my diamond. Carefully placing it in a glass vial, I anxiously awaited end of day.
Checking out, if Expert #1 deems your find worthy, you see Expert #2. Imagine my excitement when #1 turned around boldly marching my diamond into the next room. My excitement exceeded my ability for emotional containment as Expert #2 approached me. Gently placing my beautiful diamond in my hand, she quietly said, “You have a small, very high quality crystal.”
40 In May 2014, I spent 2 weeks sailing around the Caribbean with a friend of mine aboard his palatial $9+ million 122’ Burger Yacht. The sleeping cabin was so well appointed that I woke up each morning thinking I was staying at the Raj Palace in Jaipur! Anyway, one day we went diving somewhere in the eastern Caribbean. Before needing to start our ascent, a small metal object suddenly came crashing down onto the sea floor from above. I looked up thinking the yacht was coming down on top of us, but there was nothing. So I picked the metal thing up and started for the surface. As we break the surface, I see the wide rear end of a gigantic Royal Caribbean cruise ship about a mile away. The metal thing must’ve fallen off that ship? I don’t know…… It’s about 6” long and looks like a railroad spike.
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