We staged a "treasure hunt" for the kids on Anegada.
While the guys kept the kids busy swimming, the ladies went out around Pomato Point and and buried a small treasure chest about the size of a football with old coins and paper money I'd collected while abroad for many years. Walker and Nancy donated some Mardi-Gras beads. We also had some fake gems.
The ladies also made a treasure map, put it in a bottle, and hid it under a bush near the water. Then they waved us in.
We sprung the trap "Hey what's this?" looking at the bottle under the bush.
The grandkids saw the map inside and went berzerk looking for the treasure, and didn't want anyone to help dig least they have to share the treasure. They found the treasure and, oh man, they were RICH! They spent several hours back on the boat dividing the loot up.
Years later they are still none the wiser that we planted that treasure chest.
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