Back to Fossil Hunting

Spring is a difficult time for me.  I have to split time between 2 passions (hunting and fossil hunting).  I've been chasing the elusive wild turkey splitting time between SC, NC, and even OK.  With no other hunting trip planned this past weekend I volunteered to replace a guide who could not make it Saturday (already on the schedule for Sunday).  The usual starting gun sounded and the first collectors raced down the ramp.  I had a plan in mind and was surprised to see how far the reclaimation had advanced.  Not to be deterred I hunched over and walked the hills scanning for out of the ordinary finds.  I ended up doing well initially, finding some small mako's and a nice hemi.  Then I spied a 3.5" reworked meg sticking out of a clay ball.  I climbed another hill and started to work back to the top when I spied a small part of enamel.  Seeing a small portion broken I knew the rest was surely missing, but I gingerly exposed the buried portion.  Each time I dug a little farther the tip of my rock hammer brushed against the enamel!  After unearthing the treasure I moved a little and saw a wicked curved blade sticking straight up from the material.  The root was pretty bad, but it seems I found my second Parotodus this season!