About 6 years ago I buried some treasure on an Island in Moreton Bay. Not real treasure of course, simply a small chest filled with pirate things, imitation jewels and trinkets. A friend and I then made a treasure map leading to the exact spot (marked X) with all the usual adaptations and pirate expressions ("hangmans rock", "shipwreck cove" and the like). We My point sealed the map in a bottle with wax (as you do) and cast it adrift. Then we had a lot of wine (or was that before?) and had a lot of sex.
For about a year I checked the spot X every now and again to see if the treasure had been found, but it hadn't, so I forgot about it.
Last week however, I was out on my boat (the "Amorous Porpoise") and remembered, so I went and checked again.
And the treasure had gone!
It couldn't possibly have been found without the map and I wonder who found it.
I hope it was a family with yong childern who had heaps of fun following the map. I wonder if they were excited, and if the parents played along. but I will never know.
And that's OK too.
My point is we get so caught up with life, we forget to live.
Sometimes we should take a step back and view the World through a child's eyes (if just for a little while).
Obi1 (otherwise known as "Captain No Beard")
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