My husband Gary rummaged through a souvenior shop at our hotel and came up with a small shell covered box. Coral bracelets, necklaces, chocolate coins and a lei fiilled up the box before it was buried in the sand and marked appropriately with an "X" made of lava rocks.
Gina our oldest daughter was 3 at the time. Guided by her father and toting a makeshift map, she scoured the beach, squealing with delight when she uncovered the box of treasure! Our tradition was born.
Now some 27 years and 5 children later, we have enjoyed numerous treasure hunts at beaches both near and far. Treasure chests in a variety of shapes and sizes adorn our home. Each child has dibs on their favorite ones.
Our son would have loved that tradition when he was a youngster. He played a simple computer game where he searched for sunken ships and treasure. The finds were based on where real wrecks might be found. Research of actual wrecks helped him discover additional treasure spots in the game. I wouldn't be surprised if he pursues a future filled with wreck diving.
ReplyDeleteLoved reading your family tradition.