Fossils are nature’s memento mori; blunt reminders that everything dies and has been doing so since the dawn of life on our ancient planet.
To me, that’s a comfort, and something I think about a lot when I’m on a hunt. But today I came about fifty feet (or one brief pause to bend down to pick up a specimen) from being crushed by a rockslide near Roosevelt Cliffs at Calvert.
So I’m not going to share what I found there today. No stupid shark tooth is cool enough to die for. I just wanted to reiterate here that Calvert is a living (or dying) geological feature and that it can kill you. Don’t stand near the foot of the Cliffs. Having seen a rockslide, I can tell you that there is no warning when the rock gives away, just the echo of tons of ancient ocean floor returning to sea level.
It’s scary. Please be careful.