Treasure hunters: how do you seek treasures
Syberry throws up the ladder, posted overboard for the descent of scuba. We are stubborn with anticipate the flow and almost deafled from the roar of ship diesel engines. They are promoted to the limit – mad jets from both boot screws go straight under water in twisted metal boxes – for some reason they are called "mailboxes". Below, on the ocean day, the same jets are blurred in sandy nanos the way of the width of good 12 meters.
When the loud diesels finally subscribe, the first assistant Tony Jill screams from the deck: "Ready?"I navigate and pull the mask, and two other scablasts are already carrying down, in muddy water – towards the treasures that are hiding on the ocean day.
We are located 55 km west of Cape Ki-West (Florida), among Mel Fisher Treasures divers. This company is named by the name of the most famous of all American treasure hunters. Within 35 years, Mel Fisher with his team found gold, silver and precious stones from the richest trees hiding on the ocean day of the Western Hemisphere. Fisher died in 1998, but his descendants continue to family business. In our times, when the marine brassification implies mainly remotely managed mini-submarines, slowly feeling on the tremendous depths of shipwrecks, guys from Fisher’s team mining treasures directly in shallow water and enjoy receptions that chalk thought up dozens of years ago.
And that is quite ridiculous – these rich on the jewelry shall turn right in the American territorial waters. "Here, next to Ki-West, we easily earn their bread with butter," says grandson of Chalk Fisher Sean.
Ship that we now roll – this is "Santa Margarita". In the autumn of 1622, she left Havana and took the course to Spain. It was a convoy of 28 ships, because on Margarita – Galeone with displacement of 630 tons – and another ship, Nourera de Atoma, there was a burden of emeralds, gold and silver utensils, coins and ingots taken from Central and South America. In Spain, at the courtyard, they were looking forward to these ships. The country has already confused in the tweetle-year-old war and was close to bankruptcy. Meanwhile, a hurricane flew on the convoy, the flotilla was hosted across the ocean, eight ships drowned, and two galleons threw out the reefs near Florida Markizas KIZ. Almost four centuries storms rolled down the lost treasures of Spain on the bottom and closed them with sands.
Today there are all the chances to find here something valuable. At the beginning of the summer at the crash of Galloon Santa Margarita, Fisher’s divers found bars of gold, gold chains, silver coins and a chest, in which it turned out from 6,000 to 10,000 pearls with a total value of about $ 20 million. Judging by historical documents, 155 silver bars and 80,000 silver coins worth up to $ 50 million remained at the bottom.
Two scuba lashes are already fusputing the bottom with metal detectors. I follow them and closely peering in the irregularities of the bottom, hoping to see the black pebbles that can be oxidized silver, or orange cobblestones in which a variety of iron items could turn into. From time to time, one of the scablasts sails to the basket for collecting finds and something in it throws.
On the surface, the bug cobblestones acquire meaningful outlines. So, similar to Kamyuyuk’s fist with orange tump hides inside an iron nail. Rounded stone is, apparently, an ancient ball lock. Here and understand that the treasure hunt is, in fact, the hunt behind the stones. For four centuries, most of the items are crying mineral layers and turns into sweaty stones.
However, this does not apply to gold. This is a noble, inert metal, and centuries spent in water, can not change it. Gold, as Mel Fisher loved, glitters always.
In the 1960s, Melvin A. Fisher was one of the pioneers among rare scabellets-divers. He had many children and even more debts. On the beach of Vero Beach on the Atlantic Coast of Florida, a surf periodically threw out gold coins – Fisher moved from California to Florida to explore this inexhaustible source of gold. In 1970, he established Treasure Salvors and found investors, obsessed, like he himself, the dream of finding lost Spanish gold. A few years later, this obsession brought the first fruits – treasures were discovered with "Atohi", although most of the ship shipment remained not yet found. The joy of the first success was poisoned by legal labels, the finds raised from the ocean from the ocean, and here the tragedy happened – in 1975, in 1975, his son Derk was missing in the sea, and another member of the crew – Rick Gage with them. They were all divers and participated in the search for treasures.
Five for five years, and Fisher discovered the remains of "Santa Margarita". To date, at this place, a lot of silver bars, gold bars and other good are rising from the bottom – only about $ 40 million. In 1985, after sixteen-year-old searches, he finally came across the central part of the "Atohi". In these wreckage hid treasures for a fantastic amount – $ 450 million. "Somewhere nearby still three ships from this flotilla – says Sean Fisher. – And at the bottom there remains the feed ‘Atohi’ with the add-in, where the cabins were located for the nobility and clergy. There you need to look for basic values. ".
Mel Fisher did not just seek sunken treasures. "My grandfather dreamed all my life to find Atlantis," says Sean. – No kidding. We have some considerations where to look for her. Only this should be a serious diving operation, requiring a lot of money and other resources. ".
Meanwhile, the Patriarch managed to put so many promising points on the map very close to the coast that his descendants would have enough work for many years. Three diving bots standing in five miles from each other, develop places where two galleons sank. The divers team remains aboard a week. Then they will take their finds in Ki-West, reserves reserves and return again.
Over the regular monthly salary of divers, each year receives their percentage of total mining and plus more cash premiums for such large finds, like, for example, the gold ingot. It takes a lot of time to clean each weave of the seabed, however, "if you are trying to persistence, hard work and even a little bit of luck, then you can do it well," says Sean Fisher. – And besides, it will make sure that it will be more interesting than shifting insurance neighbors ".
After a whole day of fruitless searches, I no longer share his enthusiasm. The knees come from too closely acquaintance with fossil corals, hands in the corns and abrasions, the sand rolls out of the hair and rustles under the shirt. And nevertheless, it is already difficult to stop. Today, someone found a block of merging silver coins, last week the gold ingot got divers.
And now the last dive, we are hanging on a tap together with Dan Porter, a scuba of Blue Water Ventures, – Fisher has a contract with this company. Porter says that he was addicted to treasure hunting from 18 years ago. Judging by his gray hair falling on his shoulders, it was a few decades ago. Among the set Dicks, he was lucky to find on the site of the crash "athi" a luxurious outstand, cranked filigree and precious stones. "At times, I break from the place in an attempt to find some solid work, but I return all the time here," he says. – It always turns out that the real earnings are here ".
This time, when the diesel engine is stupid, I’m no longer waiting, as long as sand and water will become transparent. Porter dives into muddy clouds, and I immediately behind him. This time I am determined at least something to find. Ocean bottom is impaired on me – whitish and exorted with crater, straight as the moon surface. Porter is armed with a metal detector, so it is easy for him to judge, in which stones are hidden artifacts. My tactic – stay a little ahead and try to evaluate the attractiveness of a pebble. I look around, and here he clunted for the corner of coral a first-class cobblestone conical shape with obvious traces of rusty iron. I point to him Porter, and he approves my find, lifting the top finger. Looking into the well, I see another stone strange form. I turn it up, and under it detects a significant rusty spot. Another hole, and in it another orange cobblestone. I refer my finds to the basket with a total prey and on the cable following the surface.
On the deck of Mike Dodd, found a casket with pearls, lays out the finds on the table. I wonder what was once my conical cobblestone – a cup? Carpenter tool? Mike shakes his head: "What would it be, it practically dissolved". After the summer spent behind the cataloging of treasures, Dodd knows that my find it is pointless to send to the laboratory – most likely it is a fragment of a ceramic jug, which stored olive oil. And the metal is, apparently, a nail. An unusual form is just an accident, and a significant cleaning is required to remove the centuries-old plaque.
While I’m going to return to Ki-West, Tony Jil joins Dan Porter on a ladder. When diesel engines subsided, divers pull masks. I take a glance and turn again to wave them for goodbye. But they are already under water, inhabit passion for the search for treasures.