We never knew if Scott had dug them up or not. Tina, the kids' mom, and Sara and Jesse gave us the map to see if we could follow it before they gave it to Scott. It was very clever - wish we still had it - even though most of the clues have been buried in the sands of time. For sure the final two clues (essential) "the box of no good news" (an old TV console that someone had discarded on our out of the way property) and "X marks the spot" (two sticks that sat at the base of a tree on top of where the bag of coins was buried) were long gone. But Ron and I had a general idea of where the right tree was.
When we cleared out the Florida house, we unearthed our old metal detector and brought it up here to Georgia. This morning, we spent an hour or so finding two V cell batteries that actually had some juice in them and figuring out how to get the metal detector working and we set off to the far reaches of the property to look for treasure.
Lots of trees - all looking kind of similar.
Not sure if the coins are still here and we aren't exactly experts with the metal detector, but we checked around all he likely big trees.
When the detector pinged the first time, we found an old barbed wire fence. Then we got a different noise right in front of a big old oak tree. I was pretty sure it was a false alarm as Ron dug about a foot down without finding anything. "They were children," I reminded Ron, "they wouldn't have buried it too deep!"
But the detector kept sounding, and Ron kept digging, and suddenly he hit paydirt!
Doubled bagged inside the big plastic garbage bag we found several zip lock bags full of nickels.
Wet and corroded, but still obviously, nickels!
We probably should have waited for Sara and Jesse to come and help us find them, but Sara is married and Jesse is off to college. We are almost at a point where we can hide our own Easter eggs, so it seemed smart to look for the treasure now.