A full report eh? Well, first off I showed up late to the party but I found the camp site set up, tents up, people partying, and there were shovels and sifting screens everywhere! I guess Dennis, Roxanne, Jenny and my wife had convinved the others camping (Si and and his lovely bride to be were yet to be seen) in our camp and others around that there was a LARGE Pliocene excavation to occur there and if they helped out with the initial ground breaking they'd all be in the local Hee Haw news paper and on TV show Saturday morning... turns out that in reality it was preparation for a fire pit that Steve skillfully coaxed to life with the use of flammable petrolium based liquids slightly before others found fermented based flammable liquids! Master of fire starter Steve earned everyones respect with a fireball that even NASA radioed in as "a spectacular lauch of a styrofoam cup! Obit was attained in approximately 2.45 minutes!" Simon was reported as commenting later "nice fire pit, we could barely create plasma with that thing.." as he donned his sombrerro for the weekend.
Saturday morning started out with the howling wails of Broke Back Dog Mountain at 0633 hours.... ahhh, the sounds of nature! Once everyone was roused from slumber it was decided that we should invade PRCG's chow hall for a filling brekkie of eggs, pancakes, sausages, coffee and OJ... then off to meet Mark at BK for a second breakfast before our drive to Wachula! ("bless you.." ..."No, really the town is named Wachula")
Screens and shovels were the order of the day and everyone eventually made their way to waters edge. After some girlish screams from someone with what started out as a masculine voice ("Ahhhhh... its cold!") folks got down to the nitty gritty, digging in the river bottom, dumping into sifting screens and staring intently for something neat to take home and move around the coffee table for a year or two everytime folks came to visit! I believe everyone found something cool to take home... Pete proudly found a more modern peice of history, the bottle, I found some interesting bits of broken green glass and what appeared to be a set of dentures, Simon found a cow skull, my wife and Jenny and another couple found fossilized horse molars, Steve... Matt.... Dennis??? I have no clue what they found but folks generally seemed happy about our geological reorganization of that little area of the river Saturday night.
Saturday night was an incredible feast of hot dogs, burgers, sausages, and a variety of side dishes and sweets. I was full and happy feeling and very much enjoyed the company... Then Mr Stay Puff showed up and left a wicked mess. OK.. in reality Steve, in a moment of insanity, created a half dozen marshmellow guns and handed out to some of the kids... and eventually Simon to. At one point so many marshmellows were flying around it looked like sample under a microscope that Mr Stay Puff had left.. with the exception of the ones hitting the fire and bursting into flames... those were more like mini comets.
On Sunday... well, we had coffee, sweets that Roxanne and Dennis had stashed, hung out a little bit, realized we were an hour behind packed and got the heck outa dodge!
Thanks again for the good times, great laughs, and incredible company & comradary that is ever present at all Conch outings!