It must be a dinosaur bone. We children became positive.
Which added to the drive, if not the actual physical ability. Our father had
wandered off down the beach to take some photographs. This was at a time when
he was still painting, so he was looking to take photographs that he could be
later paint. We continued to dig. We had not brought any water with us to drink
(in those days hydration was not really considered necessary unless you were
running a marathon or such), and so were soon panting heavily, as we struggled
with the heavy deeper sand. And still we had only uncovered part of the object.
It was porous, it was also enormous and, it was definitely a bone. It was also
a little brittle in parts, with the occasional piece breaking off as we dug.
Which added to our belief as to the possible age of the bone (not being
Palaeontologists of course, we were only guessing). “It has to be at least a
thousand years old” said my brother (not being to good at that age with history
of the earth either).
It had started to become a very visible, identifiable shape.
The main part was a large round central section with blunt ends. It appeared to
be a bit like a huge barrel about three feet long. Then, there was a large vane
section up off the centre sticking up around two and a half feet. Which was
what we seen sticking up out of the sand. Then off the central ‘drum’, around
halfway round and on opposite sides, two big sloping ‘wings’ which ran down
into the sand, and which, we had not been able to fully uncover yet. We were
sure it was bone.. It was appearing to be a little familiar. But we still
didn’t know what it was. Of course, we had not fully appreciated the scale of
what we were looking at. We took a break to sit beside the hole, somewhat
exhausted.
(Continued tomorrow)
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