Goldfleks
Sr. Member
- Jan 30, 2016
- 490
- 791
- 🏆 Honorable Mentions:
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- Detector(s) used
- Whites MXT-300, Tesoro Sand Shark 10.5", Bazooka Sniper, Bazooka Prospector
- Primary Interest:
- All Treasure Hunting
I noticed him the first time as I was probing the ground, popping a pull tab from 2" below the grass. I KNEW it was a pull tab, but dug it anyway, imagining all the lost gold rings I had passed up by ignoring strong tab signals. I tossed the pull tab in my junk pouch and powered up my MTX looking for the next target.
A minute later he passed again. I could feel his eyes burning a hole into my back as I kneeled down to dig another target. This time pulling out my Hori Hori to retrieve a piece of foil at 6" down. I easily imagined all the thought going through his mind about how I was defacing his park and I could see the grimace on his face as he felt me stab the lawn and saw my flap into the belly of the tender green grass. I defiantly lifted my shiny foil ball above my head and watched as is glittered in the fading light of the sun. I was dusk and today's light was nearly gone.
I popped a few more targets, including a Canadian $2 coin which rang up as a penny. I cursed softly under my breath with the scratch my screwdriver had scored across the foreign currency, wishing I had dug a flap for the coin instead of trying to pop it through the grass.
And then it happened...
I could hear the buzz of the golf cart behind me, it's electric motor struggling to push the oversized maintenance cart up the hill to where I was probing the ground for another satisfying pull tab. I looked over my shoulder, still kneeling, as the city park worker closed the distance between us.
My hand slowly reached for the hilt of my Hori Hori, confident that the sun behind me would silhouette my body and not give away my intentions. I thumbed the quick release button on the sheath and readied my Hori Hori, my knuckles white with anticipation.
The cart drew closer...
And closer...
Soon he was upon me!
The door opened!
The city park worker stepped out!
I quickly drew my Hori Hori!
And before he knew what was happening, I sunk the blade deep into the soft tissue of mother earth!
I smiled with satisfaction as my blade cut through the crunching roots and buried twigs and soil. The grass never had a chance! And behind me, the city work looked on as I pulled out another gleaming pull tab, and then deftly replaced any disturbed soil and quickly tucked the edges of my flap back under the earth. It was as if I had never been there.
"Ever find anything good?" He asked. Genuinely curious. "Just trash and pocket change," I replied. As I flicked the pull tab at him. The sun quickly setting behind the hill and the park settling into dusk.
We then got into at least a 15-minute conversation about detecting the parks and the beach. About his boss who found an expensive ring but was on duty when he found it so felt obligated to turn it in. And then got flack from the other employees when he went and claimed it after 30 days (lost and found laws) because the original owners never called the parks department to ask if it had been found.
I also found out I'm one of only two people who actively detects this particular park, which explains why I find so many quarters. It also explains why the sandboxes are often EMPTY. As apparently this particular lady shows up at least once a week to detect the sand at the three playgrounds. Probably looking for rings pulled off the fingers of mothers playing with their children. He also gave me information one when a massive event is going to happen where they are expecting at least 10,000 people over the weekend, Fri/Sat/Sun. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Could be good for clad, could be awful for trash.
Good luck out there! City Employees are always watching!
A minute later he passed again. I could feel his eyes burning a hole into my back as I kneeled down to dig another target. This time pulling out my Hori Hori to retrieve a piece of foil at 6" down. I easily imagined all the thought going through his mind about how I was defacing his park and I could see the grimace on his face as he felt me stab the lawn and saw my flap into the belly of the tender green grass. I defiantly lifted my shiny foil ball above my head and watched as is glittered in the fading light of the sun. I was dusk and today's light was nearly gone.
I popped a few more targets, including a Canadian $2 coin which rang up as a penny. I cursed softly under my breath with the scratch my screwdriver had scored across the foreign currency, wishing I had dug a flap for the coin instead of trying to pop it through the grass.
And then it happened...
I could hear the buzz of the golf cart behind me, it's electric motor struggling to push the oversized maintenance cart up the hill to where I was probing the ground for another satisfying pull tab. I looked over my shoulder, still kneeling, as the city park worker closed the distance between us.
My hand slowly reached for the hilt of my Hori Hori, confident that the sun behind me would silhouette my body and not give away my intentions. I thumbed the quick release button on the sheath and readied my Hori Hori, my knuckles white with anticipation.
The cart drew closer...
And closer...
Soon he was upon me!
The door opened!
The city park worker stepped out!
I quickly drew my Hori Hori!
And before he knew what was happening, I sunk the blade deep into the soft tissue of mother earth!
I smiled with satisfaction as my blade cut through the crunching roots and buried twigs and soil. The grass never had a chance! And behind me, the city work looked on as I pulled out another gleaming pull tab, and then deftly replaced any disturbed soil and quickly tucked the edges of my flap back under the earth. It was as if I had never been there.
"Ever find anything good?" He asked. Genuinely curious. "Just trash and pocket change," I replied. As I flicked the pull tab at him. The sun quickly setting behind the hill and the park settling into dusk.
We then got into at least a 15-minute conversation about detecting the parks and the beach. About his boss who found an expensive ring but was on duty when he found it so felt obligated to turn it in. And then got flack from the other employees when he went and claimed it after 30 days (lost and found laws) because the original owners never called the parks department to ask if it had been found.
I also found out I'm one of only two people who actively detects this particular park, which explains why I find so many quarters. It also explains why the sandboxes are often EMPTY. As apparently this particular lady shows up at least once a week to detect the sand at the three playgrounds. Probably looking for rings pulled off the fingers of mothers playing with their children. He also gave me information one when a massive event is going to happen where they are expecting at least 10,000 people over the weekend, Fri/Sat/Sun. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Could be good for clad, could be awful for trash.
Good luck out there! City Employees are always watching!
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