[recurrie]

I've spent summers at my family cottage, looking across the water at Oak Island for 40 years, and am always interested when it comes up. I've been on Oak Island and the myth is 100x more interesting than what is there now, the rusting remains of recent exploration efforts.

So if a crew of pirates|Incas|freemasons|French Royalty spent the effort to dig elaborate tunnels and traps, where are the remains of their campsites? The middens? The cooking fires? All infrastructure to support a huge constriction project, all with hand tools?

Everywhere else from that era you find the garbage that gets left behind - ashes, clay pipes, lost tools, buttons.

These particular mysterious builders were not just super skilled, they were also the tidiest contractors known to history.

Sadly, the whole story is a mishmash of charlatans, myth, and a lot of basic geology. There's no mystery.

[rsl7]

And mysteries only get better with age.