Hunt Healthy

I've adopted a healthier attitude towards fossil hunting, lately. I've finally stopped being disappointed when I come back from a fossil hunt empty handed. For the longest time, I'd be bummed when I didn't score a nice tooth. All that has changed, now. Doctors say you've got to stay active to stay healthy so I've started looking at digging as a more fun alternative to the treadmill. I mean, who in their right mind wouldn't prefer stomping though a squalid cesspool looking for pointy rocks instead of going to the gym? This was one of those days. About two weeks before my last PCS trip, I decided to go sifting for a few hours at a ditch down the road from my house. When I got home, I thought to myself "Great workout!" instead of "Dang, no nice megs." Don't misunderstand, I would like to find megalodon teeth, but this is a silver lining type of thing. This coming weekend, BRFC goes to PCS. T$'s & t00thh00ver's first time in the pit. Good luck guys!