Some would call it drudgery

There is this ditch at a new land site that is loaded with shark teeth, plain and simple. There is simply not one reason not to go there. There are TWO reasons not to hunt there. First, the layer is like concrete. We have to beat on it with the devastator until giant chuncks of it bust loose. Then we have to smack the chunks with a rock hammer to find the teeth. Most things get destroyed during that process. The second reason not to hunt there is the poor preservation of the teeth. Even if they do come out of the aforementioned concrete fossil formation in one piece, that one piece is usually badly mangled by the function of nature over time. They are undergoing paleoactive decay. Their half-lives are more than half over. Well, the kids and I decided to ignore those two reasons and dig there anyway. After 2 hours and several bloody blisters later, we were all done for the day. But in that short timespan, we all managed to find some decent teeth. I feel especially lucky with my first complete megalodon tooth from the site and a nice giant thresher.