A fiver floats by....

Bertha and the tropical depression sanded in MB. I hunted 3/4 of a mile before I hit a small hole. Went over it and over it to get what little I did get. A five dollar bill floated up to me while I was looking for another target. I'll take it. Here's the mess. 53 targets in three and a half hours. Also got a silver bracelet.

Diana and I will probably go get a sundae with the five. May your luck be better than my luck.