Megalodon Teeth Galore

I heard through the rumor mill that a pal of mine was skeeved at me for spilling the beans on one of his favorite hunting spot over the net. He ran into some dudes there a couple weeks back and they said they learned about it from the internet. When he told me about the spot a couple months ago, I told him I would keep it on the down low and I totally did, so as soon as I heard he was mad, I called him up to apologize for the misunderstanding and let him know I didn't narK out his honey hole. He believed me and offered to take me to a spot where he found 16 megs (5 complete) this past week. I was all over it and met up with him and Buffal0 today at a new pond in a development I hunted a few years ago where I thought development had ceased. Anyway, they've started a new section complete with 4 ponds, 2 of which are yet to be started. The first pond is a little one, not much bigger than the average yard and that's where my pal, fossil freak, scored like a madman, and that's where I concentrated my efforts. The layer was thin, but loaded with whale bones so I was hopeful. Five minutes after I got there, FF pulled a sweet, serrated four inch yellow megalodon tooth. It was SWEET! I was totally fired up. Since the layer was so thin, it completely disappeared in places, so I dug for at least 30 minutes just trying to find the right sediment but finally I did and that's when I started pulling on the meg pieces. One by one, the other hunters called it a day due to the searing heat and will-sapping humidity. Finally, I was the only one left and I couldn't see myself quitting before I had something nice to take home. The noon sun was seriously trying to break my resolve, though. I hit a spot on the other side of the pond, though, where I started finding lots of broken big teeth and I could smell a nice one there somewhere. Minutes later I was snapping a photo of a complete tooth in the ground. My clothes were soaked with sweat, which mixed with the dirt all over me to form a rancid mud concoction. I could hardly stand my own presence. But I still had layer left to dig. I can't leave with the job unfinished. Once the layer was gone where I found the complete tooth, I was out of there. I walked all the way back to the truck, unloaded my gear, then walked back to the pond to get the bone I left all over the edge for my bone garden. By the time I was back to the truck again, I was totally beat. I had my prize, though, so it was all worth it in the end.