Group Therapy

I decided to carry the family to Charleston to visit friends and hang out. Naturally, a trip to the Lowcountry would not be complete without some fossilin'. The whole gang, T$, ThAdude, myself, and Ditchweezil decided a run to Top Secret was in order. I dropped off FossZette, Mini-FossZ, and Micro-FossZ and the Weezil crib to chill with the group. As it turns out, CulVert Ferret and FossZette had over three hours of Fosstility Group Therapy. They shared stories of late arrivals, gut-wrenching body stenches, and unparalled delight over teeth (not the new dress). I think it was a nice session. So, the boys of BRFC headed off to pillage some layer. I had not seen T$ in a while, so I provided him an extra dose of verbal abuse in the back of DW's truck. It was good for him, it built character.

Once at TS, we dug like men possesed. I was lucky to flip out a decent 2.5" Angy in the first hour. It is from the Wando layer, so it is worn. The colors are wicked though, a Top Secret signature. I did not find much in quantity, but the angy was a good find.T$ and ThAdude quietly dug at several locations searching for the phantom Meg. Both ended up with some decent teeth, and ThA dude a shamer 4" Meg. As twilight fell upon us, DW struck a nice Meg.