super duper 1000 post extravaganza!!!!

A very generous offer and great question !!!

The only real thing of any worth I have found was an ornate gold watch fob when I was a little kid.I thought it might be costume jewellary but it turned out to be real gold so I cleaned it up and gave it to my mum who wears it as a pendant on a chain !!!
 
I was out hiking along a 400-foot cliff, when I found this GREAT section of climbing rope securely tied around a stout tree. Other end was going down over the cliff, but for some reason I couldn't pull it up. So I just cut out the section between the tree and the cliff. Got a good 15-foot section of slightly-used climbing rope. Oddly, there was this weird screaming sound that came from down the cliff, followed by a loud "SPLAT". Never could figure it out. :confused:

Okay--that didn't really happen;)--but I figured a sick joke might get a laugh or two. Kidding aside, I did once find a Scout-type pocketknife, with decent Sheffield carbon-steel blades, on a trail in northern Arizona some decades back.

The best "lost and found" story I have, though, is my dad's. Wasn't on a trail, but in his carport. One night he heard a noise in the carport, and went to investigate. A couple of teenagers were in his carport, apparently trying to get into the cars he had parked there. When he surprised them, they took off. One of them had apparently come on a mountain bike, and abandoned it when he took off running. My dad took the bike inside, and later turned it over to the police. The owner hadn't bothered to use the local "mark your bike for security purposes" systems, and nobody claimed it at the police station for the required number of days--so my dad went in, at the end of the claim period, and the cops gave him the bike back. We now have a mountain bike, and an even better story--I can tell people about the time the burglars visited our house and left us a mountain bike.

Thanks for your generosity, by the way! And convey our thanks to your 5-year-old, too. Make sure you teach him plenty of these survival skills. First of all, he'll LOVE it, and it'll be great dad/kid time that he'll remember forever. Second, it'll teach him life skills that a lot of us are sorely lacking. I do this with all my kids, and there is hardly any activity that they prefer--kind of blows me away how much they eat that stuff up. (Sure you don't want to keep the fire piston for him?)
 
I was out trail running in a remote area and happened over a stack of rocks that looked odd. I kicked it over and there was a Ruger old Army under it capped and balled and ready to fire. (Also rusted) So I cleaned it up and replaced the nipples and it still fires to this day.

Man whata find.... You lucky mofo....... Thats is real neat. Got a date on that piece?
 
J.D- I work with all my boys often. They love this stuff, and never cease to amaze me. They have alot of there own gear. Each has his own knife and firesteel, and us army buttpack w/ canteens. We are also in the process of curing some walkin sticks, and I am really looking into gettin them into primitave archery. Its an awesome thing watching them grow.
 
Hiking a few miles from Chattanooga I found a rusted over "corn knife" with about a ten inch blade and wood scales.
 
Cool- I'm in for sure (don't have a piston and have never even held one).
I think I have you all beat though. A couple of months back as Juli, Ananda and I were hobbling around (OK I was the one hobbling) the neighborhood we came across a box in the road. Being the inquisitive man that I am I went over to the box to find........ the shoes I will be married in!! Yep a brand new, or almost, pair of tuxedo shoes, in my size!! Narry a scratch on them, and fit like a dream. On top of that was a double edged chinese dive knife and sheath.

And this guy:
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Thanks for the chance!
 
Never found anything worth any money. Just some frogs, some berries for my granola and the beauty of nature.
Ira
 
Good job on the 1000, but anyway

when i was around 5( which was only 11 years ago) i was digging around a clearing in the woods behind my house. long before i was born my parents relatives had a horseshoe pit back there, and they always emptied their pockets and took off their rings to play horseshoes. occasionally they would forget stuu which kindof sucks for them but was good for me. i ended up finding an old rusty slippy stockman and a mans wedding band among other, less important things.
 
Congrats on the 1000th post and still going strong.

When I was younger, I used to find old farming equipment in my woods and my neighbors woods. My town dates back to the 1600s and is full of old stone walls, chicken wire, old bottles, rock foundations of former houses, and old wells. Me and my friend used to play around these wells and dig them out not knowing the danger of falling into one.
 
Congrats on the 1000 posts! Big milestone.

2 years ago I found a Sony Mini-disc player in a small clearing in the bush. It worked somewhat, although whoever owned it before hand had a terrible taste in music - lol (IMO anyway).
 
i did find a petzl tikka plus headlamp when i was camping slightly buried in the mud and it worked which was great considering mine had stopped working when it rained the night before....

or the time i found a fishing pole and a spool of spyderwire on a trail???

or the tin of pellets for a .25 cal airgun that were atleast 20 yrs old i gave them away to a friend who had a .25 cal airgun
 
We were camping along a river once and in the early morning we saw a canoe floating down toward our campsite. We did not see anyone in it and we were waiting for someone to jump up and say BOO or whatever. Finally the canoe beached about 100 yards downstream so we ran over and it was empty except for a ball cap and a paddle.

We dragged the boat up on the bank and while my girl friend cooked breakfast I hiked up the river for several miles alert for anyone that might be in the river or on the other bank. Finally I came to a place to cross so I made it over to the other bank and walked back on that side. Not a sign of anyone on either bank.

We talked for a while about just leaving the boat out there on the bank because surely the owner would be along presently to look for it unless they were drowned or worse. Since we had planned to hike on to a peak about 10 miles away, stay overnight and come back kinda the same way we left the boat in sight of the river and went on. I left a note on the canoe explaining what had happened.

The next day the canoe was in the same place as we left it. I knew there was a boat landing area about 15 miles down the river but it was in the wrong direction to get to my truck and I did not want to hump a canoe thru the woods. We decide to ride the canoe down to the boat landing and take a chance on there being some one down there to help us.

At the boat landing there were several groups of boaters getting ready to float down stream. We talked one of them into taking us and the boat to my
truck. After getting to my truck we took the boat and our concerns about its owner(s) to the sheriffs office in that county. At first the deputy on duty had zero interest.

OK you found a canoe...big deal. We explained the details and he agreed that the boat did not just pop up on the river and a search should be conducted. I left the boat with the deputy and we went home. I left a name and phone number in case no one claimed the boat.

I learned all the following from a phone call several days latter.

Long story short;

A guy was canoing the river alone (a real rocket scientist) and got out of the boat to portage his gear and boat around a rough stretch of water. While he was packing his gear the boat got away and went thru the rapids and traveled around 5 to 6 miles downstream to us. After several miles of looking for his boat downstream he decide to hike out overland and got lost. Sheriff's office folks found him two days later.

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I have found lots of cools things over the years. The biggest one was a new in box Ruger 9mm with two loaded hi cap clips in a nice little case. It was on my land so it was a little shocking. I also found an old fixed blade while hiking in the mountains, I took a shortcut off the trail and found it on the ground. It looked like it had been there for 50 years. I can't make out any tang stamp it is too badly rusted, no doubt carbon steel. I find arrow heads and antique cans often. I have an old moonshine still practically in my back yard, I never knew until a year or two ago and I have been on this land for 17years, it is down in a dried up creek with mason jars and barrels. Wierd how it was under nose all this time. Thanks for the giveaway.
 
My son and wife and I keep finding some monster slugs here in Oregon, 7"+! We've found several of them, and he just loves to watch for them while hiking around! He loves finding wild life.

Here are some not-so-awesome pictures from my phone of the most recent slug:
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Here is one we found on a previous hike that is about half the size:
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Well i found my current girlfriend on the trail about 2months ago (havent lost her yet)- its going to be hard to beat I'm telling you!
 
I found a platinum wedding ring while fishing. It was just off the bank in an area I had just started working my fly. It was sunny and something shiny in the shallow water caught my eye.....it was a ring. I took it into a jewelry store (months later) to have it looked at and they said it was platinum. I didnt know much about the difference between, silver, white gold and platinum in looks or value so it didnt occur to me that it would be worth anything.

I have found a few knives...one a Puma folder that I had lost the previous year:D

I have also found a golf club, kinda wierd up on a hill.
 
Several years ago I was walking through a park with a friend and I came across a camera on the side of the road. Unfortunately I ripped the old film out and I wish I got it developed just to see what was on it. It's not an expensive camera but it works well and I use it as my camping camera since its light and cheap.
 
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