BiggerHammer 
Best find was an abandoned house, the old guy passed away with no known family anyhow keeping an eye on the place, then one day it was visible that the vandals had kicked in the doors and the windows were all broken and the house had been like this for maybe a couple of months. It was not a route I often took.
So me and the woman take a wander in, the place is a shambles, it's an old house with a pantry. Heather is checking out whats left of the china when she finds some cash stuck between some plates, I find an envelope with a couple hundred. Now were looking real hard for the big stash, when we left we had just under 3 thousand dollars.
Summer arrives and Heathers nephew is over and a bud of mine, were sitting around chewing the fat and having some cold brews, when I get bored of drinking beer and want to do something I bring up the story of the cash find that HT and I came across.
About 6 months have passed, but I want to go back, the Nephew and Roland are all game, Heather is going to stay because theres more beer in the fridge, off we go. The house had an old wood stove, the linoleum had been replaced many times, by just placing another new one over the old. In front of the wood stove the linoleum had worn through on each layer.
Roy and me were finding some bills but far and few compared to the last time, then Roland picks up a sheet of lino, BINGO. Between each layer of flooring were more envelopes of cash $300.00 to 500 in each. Just over $12,000.00 split three ways and one hot little woman when she realized she missed the boat.
That weekend was Roland's birthday, and he wanted to party, so we all bailed into his Land Cruiser loaded up with beer then headed up to Chilliwhack bought more beer then headed into the mountains for a weekend of 4 x 4-ing and just having a blast.
Up Mt Cheam there's a small cabin the sled guys use in the winter, this is where we ended up drinking around a campfire at night a cruising the woods during the day then sometimes just wasting the day away.
You need a score card to keep track of the woman, my first wife passed away - leukemia. The there was the 3 Heathers, then my wonderful red head Fran, then Kate, then Becky with her Harley Davidson FLH, then the medicine woman Christine a love child from the Navajo project during WWII, her father was stationed in Germany, I almost got caught in Dawson City by Cristian Cramp a beautiful Blackfoot woman, she worked on the Yukon fairy as a deck hand but also had her stationary engineers papers and was studying to upgrade into another class.
Since 2002 it been me and Pat and our dog Cooper the Jack Russell.
It makes it much easier to just say wife in any conversation.
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