Buried treasure in the Seychelles
Imagine this Idyllic scene, you and your partner are on holiday in that fantastic Indian Ocean paradise called the Seychelles.
The Hotels are wonderful and the beaches are probably the best in the world…I have made a special study of great world beaches and can say this with some authority.
The scuba and snorkeling is fantastic around the reefs.
So, there you are, a beautiful day, a drive to a remote beach, a sunbathe, spreading suntan oil, a little picnic and then a dive. .into the water.. please pay attention.
The crystal clear sea is calm and perfect, the sun glints on the tiny ripples as you move out from the white sandy beach into deeper water.
You reach the point to descend, fix the mask, release the air and begin to drop into an aquatic paradise.
When you reach the sandy bottom you can crack open a couple of sea urchins and watch as hundreds of little fish of all colours dive in for their share. What could be nicer.
Treasure could be nicer.
And then you spot it, the gleam of bright yellow metal, half hidden in the sand, it’s the handle of a dagger, with a large ruby embedded at the top of the hilt.
When you pull the dagger from the sand it dislodges some gold coins, dozens of them, and there is a gold chalice, pearl necklace, a leather ,rotted, bag of diamonds, lots of small silver coins and a wonderfully embossed gold crucifix.
Stop.
I have told this story before in a past posting , so why am I returning to it. At the moment I have a yearning to go back to that wonderful place and it set me to wondering how amazing it would be to find that treasure.
I know it is there and I know exactly where it is.
I put it there ..it is all fake…Film props that we were unable to rescue at the end of filming on the Island because a storm arrived on the day before we departed after a two month shoot, and we never got back out to that cove.
I often wonder how many holidays have been completely destroyed for anyone finding some of those very realistic props and how they spent their holidays trying to find more, hiding the loot from the authorities, to whom it rightfully belonged if real, and how they struggled to get it through the baggage and customs people at both ends of their flights home.
I do hope they didn’t succumb to spending their ill gotten gains before they found they were fake.
Meanwhile, as I sit here baking in 90 degrees of heat and the nearest sea wave a one hour drive away, I will continue to picture those fabulous beaches.
The location of the cove is at the North West tip of Mahe, just for those among you who might get the treasure fever…remember it is all fake…or is it..
The Hotels are wonderful and the beaches are probably the best in the world…I have made a special study of great world beaches and can say this with some authority.
The scuba and snorkeling is fantastic around the reefs.
So, there you are, a beautiful day, a drive to a remote beach, a sunbathe, spreading suntan oil, a little picnic and then a dive. .into the water.. please pay attention.
The crystal clear sea is calm and perfect, the sun glints on the tiny ripples as you move out from the white sandy beach into deeper water.
You reach the point to descend, fix the mask, release the air and begin to drop into an aquatic paradise.
When you reach the sandy bottom you can crack open a couple of sea urchins and watch as hundreds of little fish of all colours dive in for their share. What could be nicer.
Treasure could be nicer.
And then you spot it, the gleam of bright yellow metal, half hidden in the sand, it’s the handle of a dagger, with a large ruby embedded at the top of the hilt.
When you pull the dagger from the sand it dislodges some gold coins, dozens of them, and there is a gold chalice, pearl necklace, a leather ,rotted, bag of diamonds, lots of small silver coins and a wonderfully embossed gold crucifix.
Stop.
I have told this story before in a past posting , so why am I returning to it. At the moment I have a yearning to go back to that wonderful place and it set me to wondering how amazing it would be to find that treasure.
I know it is there and I know exactly where it is.
I put it there ..it is all fake…Film props that we were unable to rescue at the end of filming on the Island because a storm arrived on the day before we departed after a two month shoot, and we never got back out to that cove.
I often wonder how many holidays have been completely destroyed for anyone finding some of those very realistic props and how they spent their holidays trying to find more, hiding the loot from the authorities, to whom it rightfully belonged if real, and how they struggled to get it through the baggage and customs people at both ends of their flights home.
I do hope they didn’t succumb to spending their ill gotten gains before they found they were fake.
Meanwhile, as I sit here baking in 90 degrees of heat and the nearest sea wave a one hour drive away, I will continue to picture those fabulous beaches.
The location of the cove is at the North West tip of Mahe, just for those among you who might get the treasure fever…remember it is all fake…or is it..
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