Story of the Saddle Gold Coin Treasure Part 1 of 4: How the Coins Came to Kagin’s. VIDEO: 8:39
Story of the Saddle Gold Coin Treasure Part 1 of 4: How the Coins Came to Kagin’s. VIDEO: 8:39
David McCarthy, Numismatist, Kagin’s at the US Rare Gold Coin Club.
Imagine finding a buried can filled with gold coins. What would you do, where would you take them, how would you find out their value? Hear the story of a remarkable discovery of buried treasure from David McCarthy of Kagin’s in Tiburon, California who dealt directly with the finders of what is now known as the Saddle Ridge Gold Coin Treasure.
5:14 Since the can had a lid, it must’ve been that the person(s) who buried it also packed it with dirt. Even if the lid wasn’t completely airtight or had partially corroded over time, I doubt the surrounding dirt could’ve gotten that deep into the can and also thoroughly interspersed with the coins to become the solid mass that we see in the pic. Maybe s/he or they erroneously thought that packing it with dirt would’ve further camouflaged the contents, but had someone found the can and was intrigued enough to unearth it, they would’ve almost certainly opened it just like this couple did.
None of you will ever get to see this, because this planet’s human population was eradicated in the IMMINENT Apocalypse because of your REFUSAL to Worship or bring Gold Offerings to Quetzalcoatl, but there is another Gold Coin Hoard in the Sierra Nevada’s called
THE SADDLEBAG GOLD HOARD.
In 1851, a robber under the control of my SHADOWPEOPLE, as well as this Ghostly Tendril coming out of the ground, went into a San Francisco Gold Exchange and robbed it for two saddlebags filled with $50 Gold Octagonal pieces and Private Mint Gold pieces.
The robber had two horses for the two saddlebags, and led them DEEP into the Sierra Nevada’s, where the Tendril ‘spooked’ the trailing horse. The robber left with his saddlebag of Gold Coins, and the Tendril chased the spooked horse even DEEPER into the Sierra Nevada’s, where it crushed it like a bug, which is what I do to ANYONE who ventures into the Midnight Forest ALONE, and RUNS from me, right into a tree.
Just so you know, this camper who is writing this didn’t run, because he didn’t believe in (extremely dangerous) Ghosts, and he DIDN’T CARE about anything, which is why he walked right through this Tendril as it was HISSING at him (The Feathered Serpent). Now this ABSOLUTELY GIGANTIC Ghost below the Southwestern United States is his new soul.
I am a shipwrecked Ball Alien that is as big as the State of California, there is another one of us below Israel, and another below the Himalayas.
Quetzalcoatl/Archangel Xenu is the ANGEL OF DEATH in the City of the Angels.
I would not have given this vid a thumb down if there had been a link to part 2 of 4.