DeepSeaDan
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"Hunts" being, of course, the find itself, then the hunting down of information relating to your find - a joyful experience!
So there I was, diligently scanning the bottom terrain for evidence of long lost treasures. I had been over this particular area many times in the past, but experience has taught me that changing currents, available light and the simple act of looking in the right direction at the right time, might reveal a prize.
So it was that day, a few weeks past, that my dive light revealed a small patch of shine in the sand, mostly obscured by the presence of a large, old log. With significant effort I managed to move the log aside enough to allow me to fan away the sand; I quickly realized I had discovered a deeply buried crock! My fanning efforts increased as I worked to reveal the treasure. I soon realized the handle was missing ( likely why it was consigned to the deeps! ), but best of all - there was imbossing!
My research not only found a picture of the proprietor of the store where this crock was sold, but a picture of his store as well, with him ( possibly ) standing in the doorway of his shop!
Hunting history is so-much-fun!
I had the handle replaced by a very talented fellow who has worked his magic on several of my finds.
( Images 7396 / 7397 credit: "A Good Town Grew Here - The Story of Bracebridge", by Robert J. Boyer, second edition )
"Hunts" being, of course, the find itself, then the hunting down of information relating to your find - a joyful experience!
So there I was, diligently scanning the bottom terrain for evidence of long lost treasures. I had been over this particular area many times in the past, but experience has taught me that changing currents, available light and the simple act of looking in the right direction at the right time, might reveal a prize.
So it was that day, a few weeks past, that my dive light revealed a small patch of shine in the sand, mostly obscured by the presence of a large, old log. With significant effort I managed to move the log aside enough to allow me to fan away the sand; I quickly realized I had discovered a deeply buried crock! My fanning efforts increased as I worked to reveal the treasure. I soon realized the handle was missing ( likely why it was consigned to the deeps! ), but best of all - there was imbossing!
My research not only found a picture of the proprietor of the store where this crock was sold, but a picture of his store as well, with him ( possibly ) standing in the doorway of his shop!
Hunting history is so-much-fun!
I had the handle replaced by a very talented fellow who has worked his magic on several of my finds.
( Images 7396 / 7397 credit: "A Good Town Grew Here - The Story of Bracebridge", by Robert J. Boyer, second edition )