DeepSeaDan
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Whilst preparing to dive for glass one day, I needed to ask permission from a property owner to use his land to access the lake. He readily agreed, asking only that I find him a chest full of treasure. Fine I said.
The closest thing I could find to a treasure chest that dive was a largeish, black, smooth, heavy plastic rectangular container. It would have to do.
Back onshore, the old fella peered expectantly over my shoulder as I opened the container, only to find...cremated human remains!
I reckon a loved one made a feeble toss off the end of an old peir, and the remains landed in 8' of water, just 20' off the shoreline.
My buddy & I returned the remains to the lake, taking them to deeper water and covering them with rock, hopefully never to be disturbed again!
Regards,
DSD
The closest thing I could find to a treasure chest that dive was a largeish, black, smooth, heavy plastic rectangular container. It would have to do.
Back onshore, the old fella peered expectantly over my shoulder as I opened the container, only to find...cremated human remains!
I reckon a loved one made a feeble toss off the end of an old peir, and the remains landed in 8' of water, just 20' off the shoreline.
My buddy & I returned the remains to the lake, taking them to deeper water and covering them with rock, hopefully never to be disturbed again!
Regards,
DSD