DO TREASURES HAVE REAL SPIRITS

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Don Jose, I only want to go to the camp for survival training! I figure that I can keep up better with the Ladies. and the scenery would be better of course!
I heard that Mastiffllover used to work in the M&M factory, but was fired for throwing out the W's.

Maybe they would consider it, if you offer to cook, clean, and tote water?
 

I believe I have been a tad guilty of derailing the original subject - so ... my apologies to all y'all!
In my defence - it was just too reminicent of exchanging experiences over a camp-fire - and as such it has been a great success.
Again - I apologize and will try to stick to the subject in the future ...
 

I believe I have been a tad guilty of derailing the original subject - so ... my apologies to all y'all!
In my defence - it was just too reminicent of exchanging experiences over a camp-fire - and as such it has been a great success.
Again - I apologize and will try to stick to the subject in the future ...

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I have enjoyed all of the thoughts and think all are good,
We should laugh a little when we can, and everyone has been good and thoughtful,
I think, y'all keep them thoughts coming, no matter how different from what's been discussed, we're doin' good... Life's too short ... A merry heart does like medicine...
It's all somewhat relative?... More sock coffee please!...
 

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This raises sveral questions Your hubby was a model too? What do you trap? (for profit or fun?) Can I come on the women's camp? Who the heck are you? ( wonderwoman- no she's too old) When will you have a TV series? ( cannot wait)
. No my husband is not a model, but he sure is cute! Yes, come to women's camp (but don't forget the wig and long eyelashes), I trap nuisance animals and relocate them (mainly snakes and gators) for free, and I am a mother of 3 kids, 4 dogs, and an avid (bordering on OCD) metal/bottle/treasure/relic/fossil huntress. Does that answer your Q's? :). Loke, you always start good things. Mancha, thanks for the kindness. I am SO proud of you. You are a warrior! Go into my Dad's cantina today, and check out his spurs! Boy, if spurs indicate braveness, he is one solid dude! Ha-ha!!! I am wordlessly happy on how you battled your 'C'. Naturally, right? I am jumping for joy!!! So high, I almost hit the roof.
 

Okay, how about a good ol' pirate story, to switch gears? As Don Jose' mentioned somewhere back, my sister and I were raised by the best set of parents two girls could ever ask for. Real adventurers! All of our girlfriends used to compare my father to Crocodile Dundee, Jack Colton, or Indiana Jones. My mom is his perfect match! Great explorers with big hearts. Anyway, I grew up a bit out of the ordinary. Our family trips were always to third world countries, and our time spent at home included saving/raising children from places like Nicaragua who had (at that time), for example, been experiencing war(s) in their countries. But, their great escape was sailing. Usually, alone, but sometimes with us or other couples who matched their curious exciting ways. So, one year, I believe they were sailing in the south seas, had moored their boat, and went to sleep. My Dad awoke in the middle of the night with an uncertain startle. He sat up, and heard a small clank against the hull of the boat. Then another. He went straight up the stairs and peered out of the hatch and saw numerous white pairs of eyes staring at him through the pitch black night air. He also saw two of them climbing up the side with knives clenched sideways in their mouths. Out of nowhere, he (my mom awaking and now listening) he began to speak some sort of dialect loudly. One statement remembered, was forcefully walking toward them and yelled, "Git yur Arse off mi Boat"!!! They jumped overboard so fast, as I recall, they forgot their dinghy. Now, I must mention, there was another couple (also Annapolis Seamanship trained) who was there that night. Never in their years had they witnessed anything like that. Their hearts beating, they asked my Dad what compelled him to do that, and say other things, that, they in fact, did not quite understand (but, the pirates did). My Dad had no answer other than, 'I was simply compelled'. I would definately call it the power of a guardian angel. The story doesn't end there. Several nights later, it began to storm. There was one boat anchored somewhat close to theirs. On CB, they both had decided to go any further would be too risky. With the hatches battened down (of course, and locked tight) the night ended and the early morning came. The boat next to theirs was gone. My Dad was concerned. He knew they would have not left in that storm, so he called for help, just in case, to locate the boat. It was found, but the 2 people weren't. :( This was back in 85".
 

Hi mast luv. Gonna send you some sea stories, but since they aren't mine, they will have tog as a pm.. Sorry peeps, but no permission, no posting of others stories. They were posted in TN originally sooo ????

Loved it, and that IS your father for sure.

Incidentally my other extremely good friends are in the south Pacific on a fantastic cruise. Here are a few pictures of
their ship. --- WITH an all girl crew !!!! hmmmm

I am also posting a picture of the kissing alley that you mentioned.

Don Jose de La Mancha


Drumbeat 2.webp DRUMBEAT_FORDECK.webp street in Alamos.webp
 

Maybe they would consider it, if you offer to cook, clean, and tote water?

even IF I could cook, mealtime always seem to arrive when I need to watch CNN for the news!
 

. No my husband is not a model, but he sure is cute! Yes, come to women's camp (but don't forget the wig and long eyelashes), I trap nuisance animals and relocate them (mainly snakes and gators) for free, and I am a mother of 3 kids, 4 dogs, and an avid (bordering on OCD) metal/bottle/treasure/relic/fossil huntress. Does that answer your Q's? :). Loke, you always start good things. Mancha, thanks for the kindness. I am SO proud of you. You are a warrior! Go into my Dad's cantina today, and check out his spurs! Boy, if spurs indicate braveness, he is one solid dude! Ha-ha!!! I am wordlessly happy on how you battled your 'C'. Naturally, right? I am jumping for joy!!! So high, I almost hit the roof.

as Darth Vader said of Skywalker " impressive".
 

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Hi peeps. On afternoon a small boy gently knocked on My door, "Don Jose?" He asked "yes" I replied, and how may I serve you ?" "Can you come to our house with your instrument for looking for treasres?" "Of course,but just what is your problem?" "My grandfather is very sick and is probably dying, All of his ife he has been hearing the sound of money roling across his floor and wants to finally clear it up. Can you please come?" "Of xourse" I repllied and off we wen to his house

His grandfather's room was almost bare except for an old fashioned iron bed where I found him. We discussed his problem then I set to work, After a while, where the head of his bed touched the wall I finally received a reaction,,further e examination revealed a 20 centavo copper coin vertically between the wall and the floor tiling. Since then there have been no further sounds ---d'ya suppose?

p.s. yes I relinquished my share of the treasure to him. Just big hearted I guess.


Don Jose de La Mancha


p.s. You forgot to mention that Nancy, your mom, is a CG qualified /certified large boat Captain.
 

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seems the mastifflover has a high society background. World travel, exotic tales. Bet her hubby was an F1 driver or something.
How many celebrities have you met? Dazzle me.... ( after enough facts I may write my own book!)
 

Wife & I are back from Outer Banks, N.C.; NO treasure found... LOTS of Shell-shells. Had ONE apparition (man, @ 5'8'' wearing black clothes... like 1890's with black hair). Room we were in at OLD hotel/motel felt cold, damp & I had a dream of being in a COLD, damp ship "hold"... MORE like a Pirate or something. BLACKBEARD had a place for his "retirement" at Ocracoke Isle Village... BUT! He was killed, before he could "retire". The apparition told me to look at Inlets leading to Ocracoke Isle... bits & pieces of treasure are in 'em. HA! For NEXT time! Sea Gulls were flying around warning of HIGH cold winds from the Atlantic Ocean... it DID happen on night of April 15th; we were "hunkered down" in the OLD "ship hold"; got R & I to do! But FIRST... COFFEE!
 

YEP! R & I indicate Ocracoke Isle Village for NEXT trip to Outer Banks, N.C. Got to get there by Ferry, etc.; BUT! ALL part of FED-LAND! NPS! Cape Hatteras NATIONAL Seashore! HA!
 

even IF I could cook, mealtime always seem to arrive when I need to watch CNN for the news!
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No Cook!? Doesn't sound like you may be a qualified candidate
anyway, as it would also call for constant chores duties,
and standing all night guard...:laughing7:
~: CDS :~
 

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Reb the OBX is a nice place to vacation. I went to Nag's Head
 

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No Cook!? Doesn't sound like you may be a qualified candidate
anyway, as it would also call for constant chores duties,
and standing all night guard...:laughing7:
~: CDS :~

Guarding the females is right up my alley. As far as chores, I expect to buy my way with my wit and charm.
 

Howdy,

I got left behind, :coffee2::coffee2::coffee2::coffee2::coffee2::coffee2::coffee2:fungus free coffee for everyone, won't make you dance with the old.:laughing7:

Truckinbutch, I didn't like your story, I loved it, my father has stepped on two rattlers. The first, he was looking for a cow that was supposed to calf. He thought he had stepped on a slippery cow pie, and turned back to look after a step or two, to see an angry rattler. Years later on the other, he thought he had stepped on a cottontail because he felt bones crunching.

Crosse, thanks for relating your tornado incident, now I can tell others how I learned that they turn counter clockwise. I have danced the Huapango with death herself. After being the sole survivor of a head on, and later walking away out of a pipeline accident that would have killed an elephant, they started to call me Superman.??? Incidentally, even though a head on happens in the blink of an eye, one sees it happen in slow motion. It does make me wonder why I am still here? Might it be just to tease El Duende de Tayopa?:dontknow:

Getting back to the topic, I don't know if treasures themselves have spirits, but I do believe that spirits let us know of lost treasures. On the outskirts of our small town there is a small hill that everyone knows as Billy Goat Hill. It is on the side of a road, and we would all go to drink there every now and then since you could drive almost to the top along side the fence, and see the town lights. We all knew the story of the two men who had found a box of gold coins in a well there. When they were younger, they had looked into the old well, and noticed a pocket on the wall close to the bottom. One of them was lowered down, and retrieved a box of gold coins. An elder friend of mine told me that hill was named like that because they would see a spirit goat there, after the gold coins were found, they never saw the goat again.

Homar
 

Right on, Superman!!! It sounds like your Dad is/was quite super himself! Whoa!!! I love the outer banks and nag's head. My favorite thing bout NH are the wild Spanish stallions on the beach. Super cool place.
 

Howdy to you all,
Great stories, and coffee... Exciting first ~Mastiff4me family~ pirate story account
& all... Cool pictures and stories, El Tropical Tayopa documenter...

Thanks Everyone! for your unselfish generosity... The coffee is great and the
company is all the best... ~: Crosse De Sign :~
 

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