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Buried treasure, Crock Jars and Gold coins

Sunday, March 13th, 2011

Buried treasure always tops the list with gold coins coming in as the number one lost treasure story!

I leaned close as the elderly nursing home resident began to recite. He began slow and in a very low rhythmic voice, “Mr. Canteberry raised horses just a mile and a half out of town as a crow flies, but 5 miles by road in the crook of Boggy Slough Drainage. He didn’t come to town much, as the government took delivery of horses at his ranch. Every year the government buyer showed up to buy all the horses Mr. Canteberry had for sale. He insisted on gold coin for payment and in exchange would sell to no other buyer. Mr. Canteberry raised hay and wheat that he bartered to the Hightower Mercantile for food and supplies that the ranch needed. (He seldom paid for anything in gold coin.) Mr. Canteberry didn’t much care for banks either, said they was inconvenient and not to be trusted. My Dad had been his foreman for most of his adult life and worked as a wrangler some of his late teens. Mr. Canteberry never married, had no kin as we knowed of. When Mr. Canteberry began to feel poorly, quit riding and spent most of the day in a cowhide rocker on the front porch, is when he called my Dad in… Called him “Rodg”, his name was Rodger”.

“Rodg I got a sickness thats takin me out. I want you to have the place and run it like you have for me, I’ll be goin to town tomorrow an see the lawyer. I’ve saved all my gold coins and buried them in four Red Wing crock jars with zinc lids so as to not rust, in the catch trap just a couple of feet deep. Use your head Rodg, they’ll be easy to find when you need em. (Trap is a small fenced pasture.)”

“The next day Dad found Mr. Canteberry still in bed, asleep for all eternity. Dad continued to run the ranch cause the government agent was supposed to be there in a month. Four days before the horse buyer was to arrive, we had another visitor, (I was working for my Dad on the ranch as a wrangler), Mr. Canteberry’s nephew.”

“Reginald Peterson tiz the name, I’m here to take over Uncle Canteberry’s estate!”.

“Dad told him the buyer was due on Friday and that all the horses had been groomed, shod and ready to show. The nephew was excited. Friday came and went and the buyer never showed. A letter on Monday dealt the killing blow. The Great War was over, trucks were taking over and the government had no need for horses.”

“Reg called Dad in fuming.”

“I’ve been to the bank, there is no money, there will be no more money from the government and I will not be a farmer! Where is my uncle’s life accumulation?”

“Dad replied honestly that he did not know. The nephew held an auction and sold the horses, then the ranch to some friend of Reggie’s from New Jersey! Dad seemed to have the life stomped out of him, six months later we buried him. I got married and went to work in the peanut fields drivin tractor.”

“I thought of the buried treasure of gold coins in crock jars several times in my life but it felt like betrayal to Dad and Mr. Canteberry to share it with descendants from New Jersey. Besides the trap was over an acre! I am the only person living that knows there are four crock jars of gold coins known as buried treasure still on the ole Canteberry Place.”

Underground Discovery deciphered the story and set up within the ½ mile radius from the old Canteberry Homestead with the Slough to their backs. The Long Range Gold Detector locked onto “a target” within seconds. Moving to within 50 feet of the target, we discovered that there were actually four targets within 3 feet of each other, confirming part of the story.

As an FYI, ONE crock jar (Red Wing made a quart, 2 quart and one gallon canning crock jar) of gold coins equals 3/4 million in metal price… the total numismatic value is yet to be determined! The nursing home resident, makes frequent shopping trips, has a private room and a personal attendant…

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Lost treasure is where you find it

Monday, March 14th, 2011

Lost treasure is where you find it, and you never know where that might be!

On a recent job just inside the Alabama border we met our client’s neighbor who had come to naysay our recovery efforts. She and her husband own two small farms 50 miles away. She mentioned they were thinking of remodeling one which meant filling in an old well on the back porch.

“Don’t do that until I check it,” I told her. “Back in the day, folks often hid their valuables in wells. You might cover up a fortune and never know it.”

She was skeptical. It just happened I was heading for another job a few hundred miles north of her place so I arranged a detour. She met me at the gate and on the drive to her place she asked why anyone would hide anything in a well.

“In this area, there was one big reason,” I said. “It was called the Civil War. When soldiers, especially Yankee soldiers, were in the area people would hurry to hide anything of value. The family silver, gold coins, anything that water wouldn’t ruin could be tied in a table cloth, dropped down the well and fished out later. For one reason or another, not all of it was recovered creating a whole genre of lost treasure. You’d be surprised what we’ve found.”

“I’ll never be that lucky,” she said.

Unfortunately, she was right about the well. I told her to fill it and enjoy her new porch. “While I’m here, give me a tour of the other farm,” I suggested. “We have time before I have to get to the next job.”

The second farm didn’t appear as old as the first. The house was built about 70 years ago. Several hundred yards down the road in a field was an abandoned low roofed, clapboard, two-room shack. “What’s that,” I asked.

“This farm originally had hundreds of acres. It was share cropped. That’s one of the share cropper’s cabins,” she explained as we pulled into the drive.

“Let’s take a look at that. There could be a fortune in hidden lost treasure under the floor.”

Still not believing, she laughed and said, “The kids have been all over this place with a metal detector. If you need rusty horse shoes, window weights, or wire, you’re in business.”

“A metal detector only reaches down about 15 inches,” I explained. The equipment we use for Underground Discovery leaves standard metal detectors and the lost treasure they never find in the dirt. No pun intended.” It only took a few minutes to set up the Long Range Gold Detector. Bingo!!! We got a hit. “Just for the fun of it, let’s see if there’s any silver out there, too.” Double Bingo!!! Another hit.

We shooed a couple of mules out of the way as we walked through the pasture trying to pinpoint our target. It was ten feet in front of that share cropper’s shack. We found a quart mason jar filled with gold and silver coins buried three feet deep under an old post that had once been part of a hitching rail (commonly referred to as a “post bank”). Another lost treasure found!

The jar we found may have been small but it held some valuable coins. How valuable? Let’s just say my new friend is enjoying her back porch…at her new vacation home in Belize. Underground Discovery has another “believer” to verify our results.

Buried treasure or hidden lost treasure is truly where you find it. In most cases there are no surviving stories of treasure or treasure map to direct you to the cache. In this case the “unbeliever” might have sold the farm and the treasure without ever knowing of a lost treasure. Before you sell the family ranch or just want to know if you are sitting on buried treasure, e-mail us using the form below or call for a free consultation 480 463 7464.

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Underground Discovery’s equipment was able to search the 60 foot open well without diving equipment, cameras or claustrophobia.
There were only 4 gold coins in this cache, however one had a date and mint mark that made it extremely valuable.
FYI – one $20 gold piece is valued at about $1800.00 today, spot price (metal only) Read another Treasure Hunt.

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Y2K Treasure

Saturday, March 19th, 2011

Y2K Treasure could have been cash, gold, silver, food, gas or water. The survivalist said Y2K treasure could be guns, ammunition or nuclear wardrobes. Aunt Pearl recounted that ALL the prognosticators on TBN said the social security checks would stop, Banks would lock their doors, water would become scarce and food would only be available for those who had bought Y2K canned and boxed rations!

We are very well aware that the Y2K scare sold a lot of generators and stuff that normally never sold well. Aunt Pearl bought it all, bottled water by the truck load, powdered food, canned goods, five gallon pails of rice and beans and gold… 30 thousand dollars of small bullion. Aunt Pearl was beginning to suffer from dementia and seldom remembered from one week to another where she had hid valuables. She had triple locks on every door, called the police each time she forgot, accusing neighbors and out of state relatives of breaking into her house while she was in town. Aunt Pearl lived alone with two dogs, three cats, a turtle and a parakeet. Aunt Pearl was fearless, she had a shotgun, two pistols and a snake charmer. Crank callers always got the same welcome from Aunt Pearl, cooing, she would beckon, “Come on over Sugar, and I’ll fill your ____ full of double aught buckshot!”

She called one day, and being her favorite nephew, (for the day), I conceded to come find her miniature gold bullion bars. She had a habit of stuffing 100 dollar bills in old dresses, coats or shoes so I knew the bullion could be anywhere on the five acres. Two hundred and fifty miles later, the grandma figure Aunt Pearl was hugging, laughing, loving to see me, it was her family welcome. A hundred questions later of is it under the bed, is it, is it, is it, I knew she was having a bad day and only the latest Long Range Gold Detector would bail her out.

As I unloaded the equipment, Aunt Pearl complained that she thought I was coming up to help her look for her gold, “You know I don’t have any faith in ‘lectronics!” At 89, Aunt Pearl was the self appointed “sagess” matriarch. She knew everything and she knew best. She always bragged, “The Lord only enriches those He can trust with riches!” I knew I had to produce or the wrath of Aunt Pearl would be revealed and directed in full power at me…
Within 10 minutes I had a signal that pointed directly under an ornamental plum tree that had obviously been planted in the last 14 months. “Aunt, did you dig the hole for this plum tree?”

“No Sugar, I had Eli from the church dig it and then I went to “Blooms O Plenty” and picked it up.”

“Do you remember placing the gold bars in the bottom of the hole before you planted the tree?”

“No son I don’t, do you think your cousin Jeff buried it there while I was in town?”

“Could have happened that way Aunt.” I chided, knowing she forgot that she had buried the gold.

We didn’t have to uproot the whole tree. By digging on the close side, I uncovered a canvas bag with all the bullion intact. Aunt Pearl placed the bullion in her safe beside her bed. She called from time to time to ask me again where I put her gold and quickly remembered as I reminded her that she had placed it beside her bed in the safe.

Three years later a vixen niece came to visit Aunt Pearl for a week. All of Aunt’s crystal, silver and valuables were loaded in the niece’s van to be taken to Virginia, I was surprised to find that the niece had coaxed the combination from Aunt Pearl and of course the safe was empty. Aunt Pearl was gone as well, deposited in a nursing home. Each time I saw her she asked again where had she put her gold. I merely replied, “Remember the safe beside your bed?”

“Yes. Oh, Thank you Sugar!”

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Metal Detectors FAQ

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

Metal Detectors are used to detect metal, underground, under water, in walls or hidden compartments. Metal Detectors FAQ are merely abilities of each machine and the questions are obvious, “Can I afford the metal detectors abilities?” Most metal detectors are bought with the hopes of finding treasure. Treasure is defined as anything more valuable than dirt. The most valuable treasure commonly looked for is gold and silver with coins ranking as the number one searched for treasure. Metal detectors will find other metal coins, rings, assorted jewelry and occasionally the super cache of ancient Spanish treasure or war spoils.

Over 90% of all metal detectors will only locate metal NO DEEPER THAN 15 INCHES. Larger treasures (bigger than lost coins) are deeper than two feet. The Spanish King enacted a “King’s Code” for finding all New World Mines and stored treasure during the Indian expulsion of the Spanish and Jesuits from America (1767). It was the death penalty to store, by burying, any smelted gold or silver LESS THAN 30 feet deep! Only the most expensive sophisticated metal detectors will reach these depths.

Metal detectors for hobbyist make up the largest consumer group worldwide. Beach combing, coin shooting or park scouring usually produces results. Metal detectors are diverse and can be found to accommodate your preference of use. Discrimination is the key word for all metal detectors. If you can not discriminate between worthless bottle caps, scrap iron, soda cans and nails then you will be consumed by digging and not finding treasure.
There are three major metal detectors; Short range, medium range and long range. The short range, (most popular), metal detectors are the conventional arm brace held “coil on a stick” that is waved over the top of the ground covering only the area the size of the coil (circle)at a depth of 15 inches maximum. The cost from Wal-Mart starts at $59.00 and some sold by White’s metal detectors, Garrett Metal Detectors, Minelab metal detectors, Fisher Metal Detectors can exceed $7000.00.

There is a lot of confusion regarding metal detectors with on-board computers and screens that “allow you to see underground”. No current instrument developed and sold allows you to see underground! Metal detectors find anomalies underground via a frequency (generated or received) that can be revealed to you by an audible alert or a visual computer compilation that fits the profile of a program installed on the machine. Most of the time the “visual effects” of metal detectors proclaim a treasure that ends up being one of thousands of non-treasure anomalies such as; matrix, magnetized rock, ionic deposits (too small to see or harvest), voids or just plain trash. Some of the other short range detector manufacturers are: Bounty Hunter Metal Detectors, Teknetics Metal Detectors, MP digital metal detectors, Tesoro Logo Metal Detectors, Cobra Metal Detectors, Pioneer Metal Detectors, Titan metal detectors, Automax Precision Pinpointer Metal Detectors, Nautilus Metal Detectors, and DetectorPro Metal Detectors.

Medium Range Metal Detectors are usually another completely different genre of metal detectors than the short range detectors. Most of these metal detectors have a depth from a few inches to about 30 feet deep. These machines are called pulse induction detectors, ground penetrating radar detectors, frequency generating detectors, underground imaging detectors and usually start at several thousand dollars and go up to as much as $24,000.00. These more complex metal detectors are NOT designed to coin shoot (find small targets). The medium range detector is designed to find increased mass. The best size would be the size of a dinner plate or larger. (Which incidentally would be a very nice treasure!) The medium range metal detector does not have a conventional appearance that is readily recognized. These detectors can be held like a suitcase with cumbersome antennae hoops emanating to the front and rear at the same time, (2-Box), a perpendicular bar held on an arm brace, a meter square frame suspended from the shoulders of the operator, coils, and hand held pin-pointers that point strait down at the ground but remain in a 1 ½” tube.

Medium range detectors are usually used in combination with the long range metal detector to verify the presence of actual metal present.

Long range metal detectors find treasure from a distance greater than the surface of the ground down to the target. The appearance of the long range metal detector can range from the bizarre “ray guns” to the sophisticated mysterious briefcases. Long range metal detectors are searching for an ionic halo emanating from the buried target. This halo appears after the metal has been in the ground for about a year. Each ionic halo frequency is specific to the metal that is buried. Therefore these detectors concentrate on these minute trace signals to direct the operator to the target area. The best machines can locate hidden or buried treasure from miles away. Discrimination is the key again with this long range detector. Every buried metal emanates a “ghost” signal that can cause you NOT TO FIND THE TREASURE. Be sure your long range metal detectors can eliminate this ghost signal. A hair pulling frustration with long range detectors is “residuals”! Residual signal is the ionic halo left in the ground AFTER the metal has been dug up! The residual signal looks exactly like a real underground, buried precious metal signal… and can remain in the ground decades after the gold or silver has been dug up. Since the ground has been used since the beginning of time as a bank and holding vault, millions of holes have been dug to hide secret treasure. Each of the people that buried the gold or silver had intentions for the treasure that did not include you, the treasure hunter. The burier had full intentions to come back and dig up THEIR treasure. MOST OF THEM DID! Long range detectors can keep you busy full time… until you dig you never know if you are on a target that is a residual signal or standing on top of a gold treasure! Long range metal detectors can cost as much as $100,000. Only a FEW of the manufacturers of this type of metal detector have been able to produce a machine that will truly find buried gold or silver from a long range away… (Note: Dowsers claim to use rods, maps and pendulums to find treasure many miles away, and is known as “map dowsing”, we do not dispute this method, but this topic will not be covered in this article.)

More manufacturers: Accurate Locators Metal Detectors, JW fishers metal detectors, Lorenz pulse induction metal detectors, OKM metal detectors, pro 2 series locators Metal Detectors, Pulse star pro 2 metal detectors, Proton metal detectors, Scanmaster Metal Detectors, Fisher Commercial metal detectors.

AS gold climbs over $1,400 an Ounce there is a renewed interest in metal detectors. Silver is over $37 an ounce renewing the benefits of coin shooting. Silver coins are worth more than 30 times the face value of the coin! Rings, jewelry, chains, coins, silverware, gold flatware increase the odds that you will find valuable treasure with your metal detector.

It takes years of practice and volumes of information to maximize metal detecting. If there are too many unanswered questions for you to jump into the metal detectors gauntlet, and you have a treasure target that you are ready to retrieve, call Underground Discovery for a free consultation. For those who would prefer to find the treasure immediately, call or email Underground Discovery INC and have the experts bring the latest equipment to locate hidden or buried treasure. Phone 480 463 7464

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Treasure Hunting

Sunday, March 27th, 2011

Treasure Hunting Hazards!

Trespassers will be shot on sight. Then we prosecute!

“Not very friendly are they?” my brother, Dan, nodded at the sign hanging on the gate.

“Maybe they have reason not to be,” Paul answered as a blue pickup barreled down the dusty drive toward us. “When we spoke on the phone he said he was having serious problems with treasure hunters.” I chimed in.

Rex slammed on the breaks and stepped out of the cab with his hand extended over the top of the fence. He looked like Santa Claus with his white beard and pink cheeks, all smiles and welcoming us. “Come on up to the house and set a spell,” he said as he unlocked the gate and opened it.

A tall glass of sweet tea in hand, we settled in to listen to Rex’s story.

“I run a cow calf operation here. Have since my dad died and left the place to me years ago,” Rex said. “In all that time I’ve never had any trouble with trespassers. Never really cared if the occasional cowboy or neighbor took a short cut across the place. About a year ago, that changed. Suddenly, I was run over with treasure hunters carrying shovels and metal detectors looking for buried treasure. I don’t much care if they want to walk around in the heat and dig holes in this hard dirt. Mostly, they get tired quick and leave. But those mama cows care. A lot. Last week I had to rescue some fella clinging to a tree while one of those mamas stood under him shaking her horns. He was skinned from top to bottom and white as a sheet.” Rex chuckled.

“Then I got to thinkin’, what if someone got hurt out there. Never mind puttin’ up Keep Out signs, I’d be fighting a law suit ‘till I died.

“What do you suppose caused this interest? Did you plow up gold bars in the south forty?” I asked.

“Nothing that good,” Rex shook his head. “It was Uncle Willard.”

“Uncle Willard dug up gold bars?” Dan asked. We were both puzzled.

“No. This goes back to when Dad and Willard were kids. They had gone to town with grandpa. While he was in the bank doing some business, they got into his jug which was under the seat. They’d been talking about treasure hunting, pirates and robbers. After a few swigs, they got pretty bold and decided they’d go rob the drug store. Willard grabbed an old pistol they found hidden with the jug and stuck it in his pocket…just in case.”

“The boys slipped into the drug store and grabbed a grand total of $3.67 out of the cash box. Most of it was silver coins which Willard dumped into the pocket holding the pistol. Unfortunately, they weren’t the only boys who’d tried that trick over the years. Old Man Harper who owned the store kept a close eye on things. As soon as they started for the door he was hot on their heels. The local deputy just happened to be strolling down the street from the other direction and Dad and Willard were caught in the middle.”

“The deputy saw the pistol handle hanging out of Willard’s pocket and told him to take it out with two fingers and put it on the ground. Scared Willard so bad he turned the pocket full of change out. It went rolling down the plank sidewalk and most of it disappeared in the cracks. Willard was shaking so hard, he managed to pull the trigger and shot off half of dad’s big toe before he wet his pants.”

“Your dad wet his pants?” Paul asked.

“No, Willard wet his pants. Dad fainted.”

By this time we three brothers were laughing so hard tears were running down our faces.

“Granddad whipped both boys and made ‘em work for Old Man Harper all summer for free. They learned their lesson ‘cause neither one of ‘em ever got in trouble again. When we were kids, dad would take off his boots and socks, point at that half toe and say, ‘crime don’t pay, son.”

“Years later, Uncle Willard bought that drug store. Ran it ‘till he died,” Rex said.

“What did he do, bury his money out here?” Dan asked.

“Not exactly,” Rex said. “He made a small fortune with that drug store. Never married or had kids which made it easier. He put every cent in the bank, we think…”

“Willard missed his calling. He was a great story teller. For forty years he told every kid who sat down at his soda counter about the time he robbed his own store. With each telling that $3.67 grew. Last I heard, it was about $3 million. And he’d draw treasure maps. Waybills he called ‘em. He drew hundreds of those things. Unless he needed a hole dug somewhere in his yard, the maps were pretty vague. I have a dozen of ‘em in a desk drawer.”

“So treasure hunters are using Willard’s old maps to dig on your land? That right?” Paul asked.

“Not exactly. The digging started because of Maize Rainfeather,” Rex said. “That’s not her real name. She was born Mable Waters. She made up Maize Rainfeather. Thought it sounded Indian or mystical or something. She’s a little peculiar. Anyway, Maize writes a column in the weekly newspaper. She wrote a series about interesting people, living and dead from around here. Somewhere, she got a hold of one of Willard’s maps. Pointing to outlaw history, Maize eluded to Hell’s Canyon being a stashing place for every owlhoot’s cache that ever slept in the state. Then she conveniently merged stories and wrote how Willard buried over $3 million during the years he ran the drug store and printed that map in the same area which just happens to be in the middle on my property. If you hold the map upside down, Hell’s Canyon sort of looks like the little river and the bluffs in my pasture.”

“Did you ask the paper to print a retraction?” I asked.

“Tried. I said Willard never buried anything and there was no proof he did. They said there was no proof he didn’t either and refused to change Maize’s story,” Rex said with some disgust.

“I can see you have a problem with treasure hunters, but not how we can help. We find lost treasure,” I said. “What is it we can do for you?”

“Well, I want you to do what you do,” Rex said.

“I’m confused,” I said and shook my head.

“Blame Flo,” Rex said.

“Who’s Flo?”

“Flo’s my wife. Makes good tea, don’t she. Here you want some more?” Rex refilled our glasses and sat down.

“Flo read Maize’s article about Willard and says to me, ‘What if it’s true? What if Willard did bury a bunch of money up here? It would be just like him to do something mean like that!’ Willard cut off one of Flo’s pigtails when we were in school. She’s the kind of woman who knows how to hold a grudge.”

I said, “Flo, you know Willard never did any such thing. For one thing, Willard was allergic to a shovel! She rolled that around in her head for a few days and started again with what if.”

“Finally I asked her what she wanted me to do. “Find the treasure, don’t wait for a treasure hunter to find it!” she said. Never thought Flo would be bit by the gold bug. But bit she is. That’s why I called you fellas.” Rex looked as if that explained everything.

I looked at Dan and Paul. They looked back at me. “Let’s set up our equipment. We can tell you pretty quickly if there’s any lost treasure on the ranch.” I said.

“Mind if I help? Rex asked.

“Depends,” I answered. “Are you allergic to a shovel too?

“Nope, that was just Willard,” Rex laughed. “Come on, I’ll drive.”

Rex’s spread covered two and half sections. Between stopping to show us one sight or another and checking on a couple of cows, it took us the better part of the afternoon to check the entire ranch. We looked for gold, silver, and currency.

We finally ended up where we started, back on Rex’s front porch with more iced tea and a piece of the best chocolate pie I ever ate. If Mama hadn’t taught us better, we would have licked the plates.

“Rex, I don’t know if this is good news or not,” I said. “We didn’t find one trace of hidden treasure on your land. I’m sorry we have to disappoint Flo.”

“Oh, you won’t disappoint her,” Rex said.

“But I thought she wanted to find a pot of gold.”

“That would have been good, I reckon. Once I tell her she was right and I was wrong she’ll be just fine,” Rex said.

“But you weren’t wrong. There was nothing here.”

“Son, there’s two things you got to know. One, you don’t stay married to a woman for 43 years by telling her she’s wrong. And two, you don’t let a woman who can cook like she does go over a little thing like money,” Rex said.

“You’ve got a point there,” I said.

“Tell him the other news,’ Dan said.

“Well, we didn’t find anything on your land. But it looks like there’s something on the other side of the fence on your neighbor’s property.”

“I’ll be,” Rex laughed.

“You going to tell him about it?” Paul asked.

Rex shook his head. “Nope. If he wants to find treasure he can hire you fellas his ownself. Besides, I’ve been thinking about buying a few acres from him. Might want to charge me too much if he thought he had a lost gold mine or something.” Rex winked. “That still leaves me with my original problem. What am I gonna do about the treasure hunters?”

“If you can spare another piece of that pie, I think I may have an idea,” I said.

Later that evening we said our goodbyes to Rex. He was leaning over the gate with its new sign which read: Found it! Dug it!! Spent it!!!

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