“There’s a gray shark tooth in there,” Mark Renz nonchalantly said after dumping two scoops of Peace River crunch into a wood-framed screen which was strapped with two pieces of a baby blue foam pool noodle. He pushed the floating screen toward me and as I looked down, staring back was a 1-inch layer of what looked to be black stones and pebbles of various sizes.
“Where is the tooth?” I said to myself.
I’m very observant (we quiet ones typically are) and when walking along Southwest Florida beaches, it’s easy for me to spot the small, black, shiny, triangle-shaped fossilized treasures but here, in the middle of the Peace River, I was out of my element. I didn’t see a darn thing resembling anything.
I am, however, very determined (hey, I’m a Taurus, it’s in my nature) so although at first glance I saw a pile of “junk,” I began sifting the sediment in the water to let the fine stuff flow out. Then, poking my fingers in the mixture, I literally left no stone unturned while tossing the “junk” back into the river until there was nothing left but fossilized shark teeth. I repeated this process every other minute or so before asking my fossiling partner-in-crime, Janet, for another scoop.
My journey into the Peace River happened in March, the day before I hopped on a plane for 24 hours of air travel to Thailand. I was chest-deep in the Peace River near Arcadia along with Janet who traveled from Montana to spend some time in the sunshine.
Yeah, I’m a terrible friend because she contacted me months prior asking if she could visit and soon after, I told her I was heading halfway across the world during her stay. No worries, she’s flexible, and we had some quality time catching up after about 20 years since leaving Everglades National Park.
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Long story short, I arranged to go fossiling with Mark Renz of opens in a new windowFossil Expeditions because, well, he’s very good at what he does. Plus, I joined one of his expeditions several years ago and I’ve been looking for an excuse to do it again because it’s such a freakin’ cool experience!
Let me explain something, although it’s cool to gather fossilized shark teeth on Florida’s beaches and rivers, a permit is required for vertebrate fossil collecting. Rather than individuals getting their own permits to collect for fossils on State of Florida owned land (it’s $5 but paperwork needs to be completed), they can gather fossils with a guide who has a permit. I’m not an expert on the topic so check with the opens in a new windowUniversity of Florida’s Program of Vertebrate Paleontology site to learn more about collecting this non-renewable resource.
Before the aquatic expedition into the chilly Peace River water, we met in a Burger King parking lot and caravanned with the other fossil hunters, to a park near Arcadia. There, Mark gave us a rundown, with samples, of what we may find including shark, mammal, reptile and fish fossils. I was happy with finding anything but of course, a little bit of me was secretly hoping for the mother load, a perfectly huge opens in a new windowMegalodon shark tooth.
“Do you feel the crunch?” Mark asked after instructing us to shuffle our feet until the ground was no longer soft but crunchy. This indicated a vein of potentially fossil-rich material from the opens in a new windowMiocene era (about 23.03 to 5.332 million years ago. Don’t worry, although I have a degree in Earth Science, when you don’t use it, you lose it and I had to Google that factoid.)
We scooped and sifted for about four hours straight, to the point our fingers and other appendages were beyond prune-like, and ended up with an impressive haul that included fossils as tiger and lemon sharks teeth and bones belonging to whales and dugong and turtle shell. We found a piece of a Megalodon shark tooth but didn’t find the ultimate treasure, which means I see a return trip in my near future.
Mark Renz is one of those salt of the Earth, genuinely good people. He has a sharp sense of humor, kind nature and knack for storytelling. He has a keen eye and stunning photographer. When you go fossil hunting in the Peace River with Mark, ask him about his bicycle trip across the U.S.