The Peace River sure lives up to its name, doesn't it?
We went fossil hunting on Thursday.
The Lovely Daughter did not approve:
We gave her photographer duty since she didn't want to wade in the river:
So, of course she amused herself by taking pictures of our butts:
Basically, you dig up some gravel (here, Uncle J. is providing a shovel full to the Karate Kid):
While Uncle J. demonstrates proper fossil sifting technique:
The Small Man was initially not very happy at getting wet, but then embraced it fully:
We started at the wrong end, but we eventually found out that we wanted lots of GRAVEL so we moved to the shallower portion:
TMOTH and the Karate Kid did some digging in the deeper parts and found some of the larger shark teeth (but still small):
We found a bunch of tiny shark teeth, a oouple of larger (maybe 1 cm) teeth, some ray tooth plates, and some other fish tooth. Not anything earth-shattering, but fun never the less.