NotSoWandoFour

After a winter hibernation from toothin', I gave DW the call for some digging. DW's arm took little twisting and he was down with a toothin' trip. He called ThaDude, but he was unable to join us. So I arrived at DW's a little early, and off we were. We drove around to some nice ponds, but the construction companies were working, so we decided to hit the old haunt, superpit. We stopped for some petro, and the smell of fresh java was like the song of the siren...no man can resist. I loaded up on the bean, and we hit SP about 10.

We were able to drive to the pit, and after putting our gear on, I slipped down the hill, picking up a small sand tiger tooth. I heard a great bellow, and DW was doing a summersault down the hill. He managed to keep his shovel in hand; I'll give him an 8.5.

We proceeded to dig the superpit like it was our last time. DW got dissed with a shamer Meg, but later scored a nice great white. I managed two decent 1-1/2" Angys.

It was a fun day. We ended up at the Bell, and savored our food despite the low tooth production.