The Right Place at the Right Time

I have been salivating at the sight of heavy equipment parked at a build site for weeks. I hoped they would dig because I had hunted a spot just 50 yards away with success in the late 1990's. One day on the way home from running errands, I saw the excavator in action digging a trench. As soon as the crew left, I was clear to hunt. First I scanned the entire trench for layer. The far end hit some chalky garbage, and that was where I was most hopeful for some fossils. I found a decent outcrop of formation near the opposite end and I dug like there would be no tomorrow. As it turns out, there really was no tomorrow because the trench was filling with water very quickly and the only huntable formation was on the very bottom.

The layer was so-so, but it had teeth in it. It sure was nice to be in a hole with a shovel again! Just as it started getting dark, I was nearing the end of the outcrop of formation. I dug a little deeper and found a really nice angustidens under the layer. Since the excavator never hit the Chandler Bridge formation, it makes sense that there could be angustidens in between it and the overlying pleistocene reformulated layers.