|Newsletter 3.0 first published 17.01.01
Well, it seems the first year has flown by. What
with all the worldly locales Dr.Soloman
has visited, it's a wonder we are all in
one piece! I am somewhat pleased to be back
in the office after the chills of Canada
and the hot summer I spent helping Rex explore
those dank German caves. Most Fantastic
of all was of course the discovery of Draco-Ignuis,
the Fire Dragon! But more on him in my next
Never could I have believed
we would have had such success. Finding
so many reptilian lairs over the course
of these months I must say has rather gone
to Mr Soloman's head. He acts quite unsurprized
when we enter a new cave to see for the
first time a new specie preserved immortally
before us! Although I rather suspect he
is as brimming with excitement as I have
been since helping him in Germany last year.
Is there no end to the hidden mysteries
awaiting us around the corner?!
your leads coming in, I am now giving the
familiar heaps on my desk some much needed
attention and hope to perhaps get some time
in the field come the good weather.
regards, my friends,
Dr. S. T. George
Rex's Latest Update.
So my dear fossil fanatics, there we were, Simon
and I stood on those forested slopes. The
sunlight warming our dusty jackets as we
sipped hot tea. Before us on the camp table
lay dozens of oval stones, in fact, fossil
dragon eggs! We had found many in the numerous
depressions in the mountainside, but what
we really wanted was to find a cave. Dr.
Tempest George was discussing the merits
of ultrasonic analysis, as the smell of
bacon and scrambled eggs wafted the morning
air from just a few yards away where Mustafar
was cooking our breakfast.
was indeed quite delicious, unfortunately
this meal was going to another! The first
we knew of the thief, was when the great
brown hairy mass jogged out of the trees,
upsetting our table of eggs, sending them
tumbling down the slope and bowled past
us towards our breakfast.
BEARRRRrrrrr! 'screamed Simon.
by this time I was in the tent loading my
Enfield rifle. 'Slok' went the bolt and
I ducked out of the tent to find the camp
empty of friendlies. I stared at the massive,
hungry looking brown bear, as scrambled
egg dripped from his lips... He looked at
me. I raised the rifle to my shoulder, aiming
a warning shot over the great beast and
The shot rang out, echoing around
the valley, the sharp retort did indeed
scare the bear, but not as I had intended.
I had rather carelessly it
was later mentioned, only loaded one round,
so I did as many of the great hero's do
when faced with impossible odds, ran like
I had not taken two steps when
an almighty crashing took place behind me.
I turned to see no bear, just a large hole
in the ground. 'By Jove, quick everyone',
I shouted, ' the old bear hasn't just gone
and found us our cave!'