I just got back from a run to town. I had to go get The Boy from the school activity bus all the kids take when they stay late for sports training/practice or study hall. On my way in I notice a bright yellow bag on the side of the road at an intersection. It is directly under a guard rail end knuckle.
On our way home I see it is still there. I pull over and tell The Boy to go see what it is and if it looks like it is of any value to toss it into the bed of the truck and we'll check it out when we get home. He does and when he gets back in the truck he tells me the bag is a very nice waterproof bag like the kind used in boating/canoeing/kayaking/road cycling, etc. and it has something in it.
At this point I am thinking it is wayyyyy to early in the season for cross country bicyclist to be losing their luggage along the roadside. I figure the bag is full of drugs.
At home on the truck tailgate I open the waterproof bag. The Boy was right, it is a very nice bag. Inside I find a mother load of pot and related paraphernalia. At this point I stop what I am doing and glove-up before going any further. I recover several canning jars of weed. There is a little 'hash oil' kit. There is a grinder that looks like an ice hockey disk that you open to reveal 'teeth' inside. There are all kinds of foil packets with labels like 'golden tiger'. There are all kinds of foil packets without any labels. And finally there is a groovy little butane torch.
I call my Deputy Detective buddy who is on duty right now to ask him to come get this shit. He is on his way, but it will take a while, (big county - few deputies). He figures it was a 'drop' that got buried by the passing snow plow and lay there all winter until the snow melted away to reveal it.
Boy - somebody is going to be pissed when they realize they lost their really nice waterproof bag.