Hey it’s my blog, so I can celebrate here if I want to. I just found my first 2018 Super Treasure Hunt in the wild. Hooray for me.
I have always argued that the best thing about Supers is finding them, randomly. Many love the brickseek-watching, overnight-raiding, early door warming no-holds-barred pursuit of Supers, and more power to them. Those folks aren’t all “scalpers” – the most overused term in our hobby – just REALLY into Supers. Others do what they shouldn’t, buying stolen Supers from the factory, and either keeping them or selling/raffling them here. It’s a post for another time, but before you destroy Mattel for “letting it happen”, which I assure you they don’t, turn your frustration to those raffling the stolen Supers here in the US. Following them or, even worse, buying from them only keeps the demand for stolen Supers high, and that means no matter what protocols Mattel institutes, certain folks will find a way to get the stolen models out of the factory. No demand, no stolen Supers. But I digress.
I like showcasing the Supers here and on the Channel, but ultimately what I love most about them is the rush I get from randomly walking into a store and finding one hanging on the pegs or buried in a dump bin pile. It means that every find is a story. If they were too easy to find, or if I made it my life’s work to find them, it wouldn’t be nearly as enjoyable.
So that means droughts are great. They add to the narrative. And boy have I had a drought. My last find was February, and it was the final Super of 2017. Nothing since, and not one 2018 find. I pulled a couple in my unboxing videos, and that was cool, but nothing like finding them on the pegs.
I have accounted for every Super find, and each has a story. And among those, the random rural find in a random store with only a couple of pegs reserved for Hot Wheels are always the best. And that is how I ended my drought yesterday. First of 2018.