Hi Everyone!
A few months ago, I happened upon my wife's nephew's cheapie National Geographic metal detector in our garage. A few hours of playing with it *I must have not wanted to clean the garage as I had planned*, then surfing onto someone's MD website, a few youtube videos later... I'm now the proud owner of a White's DFX MD. Figured why not go all out.![:-\](https://www.treasurenet.com/smilies/undecided.gif "Undecided :-\")
My wife thinks I'm either crazy or trying to re-live my childhood days. Today I took it out for a spin and my wife came along for the trek. While I was waiting for it to arrive, I had researched online, looked at google maps for some potential sites, etc. It was really fun trying to figure out where to start.
I found a dead end road in the neighborhood that had a large empty field, that used to have an old farm house on it. There were still some really old trees on the side of the road near the ditch. At the far end of the road was a property with "no trespassing", and I figured I was relatively safe sticking to the side of the road near what looked like a gravel company, far away from that house. We headed over to the old tree and right off the bat I got a good reading. Default program picked it up as a quarter. We dug it up as cleanly as possible, and found an old smashed beer can. Cleaned up the hole, patched it... and we got another strong hit about 5 feet away. At this point, a car was driving by *heading to the property at the end of the road* and the car stopped and asked what we were doing. I told explained we were finding old beer cans *showed him the one we just pulled* and were breaking in our detector. He seemed irritated we were on this road. He asked us which city we were from and I told him. Then he looked like he was thinking. I politely told him we could leave if he liked, told him we were just finishing up, and asked if we were on his property. He didn't answer me and just muttered the police don't like people parking on the road and drove off. The hole we were digging just had another smashed beer can.
When we got home, I soon realized that I might be getting people upset with this new hobby.
Did I do a "no-no" and have my hand slapped? I'm beginning to realize there may be no safe place to use this new tool. 
BTW, my wife really enjoyed finding the two smashed beer cans... I guess it was the anticipation of pulling out something old.
Hope to learn a lot from all of you and share more stories!
Gabe
A few months ago, I happened upon my wife's nephew's cheapie National Geographic metal detector in our garage. A few hours of playing with it *I must have not wanted to clean the garage as I had planned*, then surfing onto someone's MD website, a few youtube videos later... I'm now the proud owner of a White's DFX MD. Figured why not go all out.
My wife thinks I'm either crazy or trying to re-live my childhood days. Today I took it out for a spin and my wife came along for the trek. While I was waiting for it to arrive, I had researched online, looked at google maps for some potential sites, etc. It was really fun trying to figure out where to start.
I found a dead end road in the neighborhood that had a large empty field, that used to have an old farm house on it. There were still some really old trees on the side of the road near the ditch. At the far end of the road was a property with "no trespassing", and I figured I was relatively safe sticking to the side of the road near what looked like a gravel company, far away from that house. We headed over to the old tree and right off the bat I got a good reading. Default program picked it up as a quarter. We dug it up as cleanly as possible, and found an old smashed beer can. Cleaned up the hole, patched it... and we got another strong hit about 5 feet away. At this point, a car was driving by *heading to the property at the end of the road* and the car stopped and asked what we were doing. I told explained we were finding old beer cans *showed him the one we just pulled* and were breaking in our detector. He seemed irritated we were on this road. He asked us which city we were from and I told him. Then he looked like he was thinking. I politely told him we could leave if he liked, told him we were just finishing up, and asked if we were on his property. He didn't answer me and just muttered the police don't like people parking on the road and drove off. The hole we were digging just had another smashed beer can.
When we got home, I soon realized that I might be getting people upset with this new hobby.
Did I do a "no-no" and have my hand slapped? I'm beginning to realize there may be no safe place to use this new tool. BTW, my wife really enjoyed finding the two smashed beer cans... I guess it was the anticipation of pulling out something old.
Hope to learn a lot from all of you and share more stories!
Gabe
