Mostly, I find tools and really bad music CDs: "Best of Southern Rock", "80's Smash Hits", etc. On a short off-road tour several years ago in the Apalachicola National Forest, my companions and I found a partially-decomposed (read: rotting) 5 foot alligator. "Tim", the strongest rider in the group whom we would often draft off of, wrapped the 'gator's head in plastic bags and strapped it onto the top of his panniers. Oddly, we made it home in record time after that but "Tim" never led.