I finally got out for another hunt, possibly one of the last before the snow flies, and took a stab at some submerged pole sites where I had some moderate luck in the spring.
This time I went with my son and a co-worker, Ryan, who has been bitten by the bug. We brought hip waders with us, and this greatly opened up our hunting territory. It was an arduous 700m bushwhack to get there, but a pleasant spot finally with temperatures around 10 degrees (Celcius!!) and full sun. Within minutes I had found some 143's that had turned up last year. A few more steps and I could see a dark circle in the sand. I reached down and pulled up a slightly less common than normal Dwight 143 in green aqua. I had a good feeling about this hunt! Minutes later Ryan turned up a broken Dwight and a broken GNW 145. Hmm... things I hadn't noticed 6 months ago, but nothing too exciting. Suddenly I saw a shape on the bottom that I recognized, even if I had never found one in the wild... the classic outline of a 742! Sadly it was only half of one, but it was a nice long variant in light green aqua with some wicked snot. As I was bragging about it, Ryan screams, "HEY, I GOT A THREADLESS". My first question was "Is it intact?" his response: YES!
Excellent! He turned up an aqua MTCo. 742 in great shape. It was mostly buried, thus spared the etching action of the relentless waves. Naturally I was envious, as I had never turned up an intact threadless insulator myself!
Oddly, we found nothing else after that. We searched like madmen, but to no avail. The whole time Ryan was clutching his find... I think he will be taking it to bed with him tonight! Certainly a great hunt!
The moral of the story is this: Sometimes the unlikely places turn up good stuff. If you have a kooky idea on where to hunt, try it. I've found some neat and unusual stuff while following these hunches.
Happy hunting, while it lasts!