Jake - Book One of the Early Years
Dr Wilson Talbot, professor of Archeology at Utah State, was working late into the night locked in his
laboratory trying to identify a sample of bone and skin fragment sent to him by a colleague. The
carbon dating said it was between seven to ten thousand years old; but the shape and texture, along
with the photos of the area, suggested that it had to be older.
The results of the skin test came back, only to baffle him more; it was leather-like, almost reptilian. Dr
Talbot became very excited; could it be possible his pet theory, (one that his contemporaries scoffed
at), was right after all? He believed that pterodactyls lived a lot longer than anyone thought; that they
resided right here in the U.S. western states. More important, he believed that they were probably
around up until about six thousand years ago. His colleagues disagreed with him. They thought he
was being misled, that perhaps he was letting himself get carried away. Talbot recognized that this
might be his only chance to prove them all wrong. In his long career he had never had the opportunity
to name a new species. If this panned out he would be famous, not at all an unpleasant thought for the
Talbot closed his eyes and mused to himself; Perhaps this is a subspecies of the same family. It would
prove that they did exist on the northern continent; hmm… the only problem is the dating. Was it possible
that he was right; that they did live long after the dinosaurs, trapped on this continent? Or quite possibly,
that this just may be a whole new creature! Damn it all, I can’t tell anything from here, I have to go the
site and see for myself.
Getting the necessary permits and permission to work on a military base, where the site was located,
wasn’t too much trouble. The professor simply called in some favors from his friends. It was a small
out of the way base, used to mothball old and out of date jets. Nobody would object to his exploration
of the dig site.
One week later Professor Talbot and his team, with permits in hand, arrived at Camp Bradley in
northern Nevada. They were greeted with pomp and courtesy. Not much went on in the out of the
way base and the diversion was welcomed with gusto. Not a word of protest was made at all the
equipment the professor brought with him. The soldiers on the base were only too happy to help; any
relief from the boredom they all felt was welcomed; many volunteered to help at the dig site. The
professor was delighted; he wanted to get down to the site first thing.
Four days later the professor and his team lowered themselves into a large cavern they stumbled onto
under their main dig site. Flares illuminated the area and they could see that the cavern was more like
an antechamber; there was a larger opening leading to yet another cavern beyond. There was great
excitement among the students and dig captains as they all descended and then entered the main
The world was about to change.