posted on Oct, 26 2009 @ 08:56 AM
reply to post by II HAL II
Just to bump this topic some, I'm quoting myself from another thread and adding it to this discussion:
"I've been interested in Oak Island ever since I got my treasure map in a box of Shreddies...far too long ago. I am what's called an
'avocational' archaeologist, which is to say I have some academic training in the subject and have held a licence to conduct limited activity. I
just don't get paid...
So about (7) years ago, I was put in contact with another avocational who was all about enthusiasm but wasn't really up on the legalities. Trust me,
this can be a frustrating situation. Anyway, he introduced me to an 'intuitive archaeologist'...a recognised psychic if you will. We walked some
sites together and truth is I haven't checked out some of the details he came up with, but I am still able to...another story.
My associate and the psychic actually went to Oak Island and talked with the partner who is usually on site. One of the external threads supplied here
said no artifacts are known to exist. Not so, as the few links of gold chain were produced at this meeting. The psychic held them, and subsequently
associated them with the treasure of the Templars. The way I heard it, the psychic was actually given a link to take along and study further.
The owner of the site, in turn, apparently believes the gold to have a different provenance. He stated that during the Spanish looting of Central and
South America, all the treasure went to Havana, where it was catalogued and put aboard the treasure ships to Spain. The story goes that the bureaucrat
in charge would skim his cut off the top, and add it to his own hoard. He supposedly buried that in sites up the eastern seaboard, and it remains lost
to this day. The Oak Island guy saw this as the source of the loot.
There you are, then. A little more added to the mystery...sorry I can't do names, but you're getting the story some (7) years old, and a couple
names I need to keep to myself. I did see Oak Island from the end of the causeway, though, and ate a Lobster Roll at a nearby restaurant...looking at
the island. A fine moment."