In todays fast paced high tech world, a person often needs some type of
    outlet to relieve stress and anxiety more than ever before. Finding a way
    to occupy one’s mind with an enjoyable activity can be beneficial
    to our overall health. I have learned that walking creeks and ditches can
    be a very effective way for people who love the outdoors to both clear their
    mind and also find ancient artifacts. 
  I live in an area of west Tennessee where the creeks and ditches are geologically
    different from many other parts of the country. They generally have a clay
    bottom and are mostly filled with sand. Since they are not lined with bedrock
    and filled with other large rock or chert, they tend to be much deeper. I
    have found from my experiences walking creeks in different areas, and talking
    with other creek walkers from other states, that the hard soil clay-bottom
    creeks filled with sand and gravel, are more productive for finding artifacts
    than the creeks filled with large rock. In my opinion, the best creek walking
    areas are in southern Missouri, southern Illinois, western Kentucky, west
    Tennessee, northern Mississippi and Alabama. 
  
    
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      | The first Pickwick I found that day. It measures
          6 ?” in length and is made from Buffalo River chert. The inset
          shows the point as it emerged from the water. | 
  
  Late winter on through the springtime months is the best time of year to
    give creek walking a try. The freezing and thawing of the ditch banks along
    with heavy springtime rain, can really change the landscape throughout the
    ditches and creeks. When the winter temperatures fall below freezing for
    a few days and nights, the creek banks will freeze usually 6” to 8” deep.
    As the air temperature warms back up above freezing, the sides of the creek
    banks will cave off and any artifacts in that layer will end up in the creek
    bottom. High winds from thunderstorms, toppling trees growing along creek
    banks can also change the surface of the creek beds. When the trees are blown
    over from heavy winds, often times they fall into the creek or a ditch, drastically
    changing the flow of water around them. This completely changes the creek
    bottom surface, often exposing artifacts that have been hidden for years. 
  During January of 2023, a heavy rain finally came along and washed out the
    ditches and creeks in my hunting area. I had been looking forward to this
    chance to artifact hunt ever since the leaves had fallen back in October.
    Thinking about my first chance to walk a creek after this heavy rain kept
    me from sleeping well the night before. The weather forecast that day showed
    about a 60 percent chance of rain starting around 10 or 11 o’clock,
    so I didn’t have a lot of time to look for artifacts. Plus, I still
    hadn’t decided which ditches to walk. Lucky for me, one of my daughters
    was at my house so I asked her if she would drop me off in a ditch and pick
    me back up later. This would save me some walking time. She agreed, so we
    left the house within a few minutes. As we were driving down the road she
    asked, “Where are we going?” I said, “I can’t make
    up my mind.” About that time ain drops started hitting the windshield.
    After changing my mind a time or two, I thought of a certain ditch. Since
    she was dropping me off I could get to the best spot quicker by taking a
    shortcut through the woods. She let me out of the car and I told her I would
    call her when I was ready to be picked up. After walking over a couple hills
    in the sprinkling rain, I reached the spot. 
  The first thing I noticed was the ditch looked really clean of sand from
    the heavy rain a couple days before. A large debris jam had washed out and
    had taken the sand with it, leaving the clay bottom exposed upstream for
    a good way. Instead of looking below the debris jam for 100 yards or so like
    I normally would, I began to look above the area where it had been lodged
    for the last couple years. I didn’t walk but a couple minutes before
    spotting a small stemmed point lying on top of the broken pieces of sand
    rock. I videoed myself picking it up, looked at it for a moment and then
    stuck it in my pocket. I thought to myself that this day was starting out
    good right off the bat. I only took about a dozen steps before seeing another
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