Midnight run to the forbidden pond

All week long, I have driven by the forbidden pond, only to longingly watch the giant earth moving machines dig the pond ever larger. And I was unable to do anything except wish I was a ditch digger instead of a programmer. Ok, maybe not, but that job would rule for a fossil hunter. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I grabbed the flashlight and the Coleman lantern, and I set up shop in the bottom of the muddy pit. You know how hard it is to dig by artificial light? Well, it is! I found some nice ones - a meg and a worn great white, but I can only image what I missed. Oh well, it appeased the need, and I am set until Saturday.