But Kimeu couldnt relax. Frustration prickled his normally even nature. After two weeks of staring at the ground hour after hour, day after day, they had found nothing hominin. Not even a tooth. Why hadnt they found even a sliver of hominin bone?… Heading sough from camp, he shuffled down the pebbled bank of the Nariokotome, scanning the ground for fossils. … He was 300 yards south of camp when he spotted it.
Almost anyone else would have walked right by without seeing it. But Kimeu was not almost anyone. He was a fossil hunter-the best there was.