The original plan for this weekend was for my girlfriend and I to hit up PCS on Sunday. Unfortunately I think my rain dance the week prior weathered a little more than the Pungo pile. I got the word that Sundays trip was canceled due to flooding. Oh well, no need to waste a perfectly good weekend. So we headed down to Greenville NC for a little fun in the run. I have never sifted for fossils before and this was my first time at GMR so I contacted a fellow BRF member who shared some of the tricks of the trade with me including directions to the site and how to build a sifter box. I rigged up a mini grocery basket with 1/2 inch screen w/wire ties. Hoping for the best we grabbed a shovel and headed down to the creek.
It's really cool how many fossils you can find in just a few scoops of mud and gravel. I wasn't there twenty minuets and I already found a handful of teeth. We where having a really good time, taking turns shoveling and sifting, bumping heads while looking in the basket. Katie has really starting to get an eye for finding teeth. When I would get into monster dig mode she would walk around looking in the water, every minute or two calling out "I found one" with a smile. We got to sifting around this bend in the creek and I scooped out a two inch meg (very creek worn) and it was sticking out the top of the shovel load. I nonchalantly said to her do you mind getting that giant tooth out of my muck. Laughing we passed it back and forth not believing how much stuff we where finding.
It's not like back home where a good day is a nice Mako and a long walk, this is gravy in a bowl and I brought a big steel spoon. When I found the Mosasaur tooth I almost did the Nestea plunge in to the creek. I couldn't believe my eyes I just stared at as if it where fake. Wow what a great find!! I have always admired crow shark teeth in books and from post on this site but when I found my first ever it just put the icing on the cake.
If I lived in this town I would be hunch backed and trench footed. I could do this everyday, quit my job and just be that weird muddy guy who lives under the 10th street bridge. What a great day! Looking at the time I couldn't believe how long we had been in the creek. time had just flown by, and sadly we had to go. I guess the old saying about when your having fun still stands the test of time. No giant Great Whites but I have another spot to continue my search for the big one. It's too bad PCS got canceled but all in all it worked out just fine, Jake.
Thanks again B-rad for all the help.