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Good Saturday morning, everyone.

My wife found a shot glass for me at a flea market. It's oversized, and marked for proper usage (read it from the bottom up)

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And then on the other side....

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Been thinking about these crafty little Spaniards and the way there colonial minds thought. I have really been trying to understand where they would choose to camp, if your salvaging nearby wrecks ?? There is one factor that stands out.....how do you salvage a large wreck, and get the goods to your camp. Slowly, by finding bits and parts of there operations, I've been able to theorize just how they did it. After salvaging the easy stuff above the waterline, then they got down to the hard work. The ship was burned to the waterline, and this gave access to the lower decks. But how do you salvage things underwater ? Again....the easy Pickens were quickly gotten, and now it's time to break the wreck down further ? But how do we get the goods ashore, and how can we make the process easier and quicker ? 2 major clues are coming together !! First question is where is this camp in relation to the closest wreck ?

Here's what I've come up with....I find parts of the broken galleon on the beach, and assumed the camp was in this vicinity. Now I've found a major shipwreck, and all of a sudden everything comes into focus !! This is not a new shipwreck, it's part of a galleon from the 1733 fleet that has been torn off by grapple hooks, and towed by salveagers. This portion of galleon is snugged up, and drug inshore to shallow water directly in front of the salvage camp. This allows the salvegers to work in shallow water closer to the camp site, and protected from weather, waves, and sharks. Its simple now.....my camp will be directly inshore of my new wreckage. It all makes perfect sense now, and I'm understanding what I'm seeing now.

Today looks like the day.....very little wind, clear water, and calm seas. The water is cold, and pretty shark infested, so I will not get in alone......I will put the gopro on a selfie stick and attempt to capture this underwater wreck site.
 

From the early year's the pack hunted, had the boy's cabin. (Trapper's cabin) table, spring bed, (no mattress) woodstove with a few holes. Pots and cups, utensils.

Many critters got fried, roasted, souped, stewed in there.
Some was fine cuisine, some was for the critters.
No dog/cat species though.(too close to the pets)
Learning how to survive off the land or just being hick boy's living life.

The resident dog was a Shepherd/St Bernard cross, huge beast. The pack shot a dozen squirrels in an outing.
That dog caught/ate everyone, not one touched the ground.
Just caught them as the fell. Amazing creature actually.

If that were today probably there would be some Karen's rant and rave.
Much preferred the days back then when a simple rule was ingrained "You shot it-you'd better eat it"
The "Or Else" was never spoken as the pack knew it well.
Free range was the property of a few and that probably added up to nearly a 1000 beside the crown lands. So we had lots of bush to roam.

Interesting story !!
Interesting construction too...
 

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