One last ditch effort to harvest fossils from Wednesday's rain

We were originally going to the river today to scout some new places where we might actually be able to sift, but my success the past few outings changed my mind. With that many teeth just lying around out there on the ground, why should we go scout new places? RIGHT! I couldn't think of a reason either. So, we waited until the afternoon so the workers would all be gone for the day and headed off to the pond to walk. When we got there, wouldn't you know it? There was still some dudes working, so we parked in ye olde stealth parking spot and walked through the woods to avoid prying eyes to get to the back of the pond. Man, it was HOT! The sun beat down on us, but we still pursued the remaining teeth. I really didn't think there would be that much there since I had already walked it twice in the last week, but there were. Mostly little stuff, as you can see from the picture, but there were teeth nevertheless. After we scavenged all there was to scavenge in the large pond, we went to the back to gobble up any scraps left there. We found a few there, but it’s a little pond and it had been walked many times, so there wasn't much. The sun hadn't even set yet, so we decided to go over to the Forbidden and see if there was anything around its banks that had been missed. Alas, the layer was under water. Sigh… you know, I actually considered donning the snorkel and fins? There wasn't time for that, though, so we went up to the fields where the dirt was deposited from that, the greatest of all locations. And we still found teeth! Not many, but it was enough to merit the 20 minutes we spent there. The forbidden pond, all finished and already living its new life, reverted if just for a second, and gave up the last of its treasures. It almost brought a tear to this fossil hunter's eye - almost. I am a man, you know.