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Post #478431 by hottiki on Thu, Aug 20, 2009 5:04 PM

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So I know that it's a limit to the pallete that printers can use on match covers, but the (AZ) sign and the trim color on the DTB building are close...that ruddy red rust brown. So how long ago was this photo taken? How many times was this story told? Nobody has staked claim in this gold country to this tikilink sign? reminds me back east 40-50 years ago that some WW2 Harleys, were still in the crates at the fort and you could buy one for a hundred bucks...if you could just find that guy. It also makes me think how Indy felt when Markus told him that the Germans were close to finding the Well of Souls. So I go to the birdseye shot of the land ( the map room if it were, without a staff) and I think I found the x makes the spot, right down to the yellow pickumup. Wonder how many times that has been looked at the last couple of days? Call me crazy, but I can just see some hot rod riding going down thru sandtown this week. Remember: It's A Mad,Mad,Mad World, with everybody driving down the coast for some loot! Now I know there's a couple of schools of thinking on this don't ask don't tell somebody's got something somebody else wants and don't gave a headsup to how much and how far someone will go to get it...but it looks to me that the first stone has been cast by the fact that we all seen it here! This is the place thats cool because someone will get this and we will get the scoop sooner or later on the finding it again, the deal, the stamp of approval study links and photos to back it all up with...I know this (AZ) sign would look good in my tikiroom, but alas, my back won't take the 8 to 9 hour, six hundred mile ride to find it and then back, oh my! So I raise my mug, my best in fact, to those who go forth into the dead of night, the heat of day, down long lonely trails, to udder "thanks a lot, just give me a hand getting it in the back" The games afoot!