What's this...

One guy looking, one guy on his all fours.

I like that term, all fours. Legend has it that mysterious blues great Robert Johnson spent his last moments on Earth after drinking poison whiskey down on his all fours barking like a dog. A great loss, but I am sure quite comical as they say, especially for the guy who put the poison in the whiskey. Sometimes at work appropriate treatment for the patient is to get them on their all fours. There is a fancy text book term for that, quadraped, but if you tell a patient to get on your all fours, they will know immediately what you mean. Serious business, getting well, but like they say, often quite comical.

Anyway, here is the reason for so much all four time up at the Land last weekend. Juan, or Juanstranamous, as he is know because of certain abilities to foresee the future, brought his metal detector and found, among other things an old axe head.

Here's a closer look. I am no expert, but I will guess pretty old. We will see, Juanstranamous has a way about these things.