mumszie
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The day started out pretty good. I got to the beach area I was going to hunt a little early because it was still dark so I waited a short while and then got out and started hunting the dry sand area. I don't get in the water when it's dark.
I was feeling pretty "cocky" after finding gold rings both of the previous days. Boy, I was getting good! Yeah! Right!
It got lighter and finally I went down to the water and started hunting the edge. Up and down, back and forth. The lighter it got the deeper I went. It took a long while to get my first signal and it was a quarter. ALL RIGHT! I'm on a roll now. Kept going, deeper and deeper. The tide was coming in and I could feel it but wasn't worried. After all I wasn't deep. It was hard going against it to one end but going the other way I was moving along much faster than I really wanted to walk. I wasn't getting any hits and it was just as well because if I had I probably would not have been able to stand still enough to retrieve the item. Still walking along, feet firmly on the bottom going a bit deeper. I got up to my shoulders and still feeling confident. Nice day out. My old people were there now and all said good morning. Still not getting any hits when all of a sudden I stepped in a hole and my feet were not touching bottom anymore. My toes could barely reach the bottom and I was moving along kind of fast. I wasn't scared. I'm in a swimming area not the Gulf or the ocean. It is a roped off swimming area in the river. I'm fine but still can't walk on the bottom and still moving along pretty fast. I could see the rope coming up and decided that I'd let my machine go. It was attached to me by cord anyway so I wasn't going to lose it and I needed to grab that rope because if I didn't .... I'd go on down the river and didn't know where I'd end up. The old ladies were clear down at the other end of the swimming area but the two old guys were not far from me and one of them yelled and asked if I was OK.... stupid me.... I said yes, just lost my footing for a minute. I wasn't OK. I needed to grab that rope. I did and hauled myself back to where I could stand. I guess you can tell I didn't stay there long in the water after that. I did a couple more short lines and then got out and hunted on dry sand the rest of my time there.
I guess I am making more of this than it was but .... I say many times over and over that no amount of gold or great finds are worth anyone's life. I know it for a fact today. I was feeling too confident this morning and should never have gone in so deep when I knew the current was strong. You never know when you will step in a hole or get knocked off your feet and lose your balance.
My take for today.... 83 cents, a BIC lighter and my life. I'll take it!
I AM FINE GUYS N GALS. I learned a very good lesson this morning and I AM FINE!
I was feeling pretty "cocky" after finding gold rings both of the previous days. Boy, I was getting good! Yeah! Right!
It got lighter and finally I went down to the water and started hunting the edge. Up and down, back and forth. The lighter it got the deeper I went. It took a long while to get my first signal and it was a quarter. ALL RIGHT! I'm on a roll now. Kept going, deeper and deeper. The tide was coming in and I could feel it but wasn't worried. After all I wasn't deep. It was hard going against it to one end but going the other way I was moving along much faster than I really wanted to walk. I wasn't getting any hits and it was just as well because if I had I probably would not have been able to stand still enough to retrieve the item. Still walking along, feet firmly on the bottom going a bit deeper. I got up to my shoulders and still feeling confident. Nice day out. My old people were there now and all said good morning. Still not getting any hits when all of a sudden I stepped in a hole and my feet were not touching bottom anymore. My toes could barely reach the bottom and I was moving along kind of fast. I wasn't scared. I'm in a swimming area not the Gulf or the ocean. It is a roped off swimming area in the river. I'm fine but still can't walk on the bottom and still moving along pretty fast. I could see the rope coming up and decided that I'd let my machine go. It was attached to me by cord anyway so I wasn't going to lose it and I needed to grab that rope because if I didn't .... I'd go on down the river and didn't know where I'd end up. The old ladies were clear down at the other end of the swimming area but the two old guys were not far from me and one of them yelled and asked if I was OK.... stupid me.... I said yes, just lost my footing for a minute. I wasn't OK. I needed to grab that rope. I did and hauled myself back to where I could stand. I guess you can tell I didn't stay there long in the water after that. I did a couple more short lines and then got out and hunted on dry sand the rest of my time there.
I guess I am making more of this than it was but .... I say many times over and over that no amount of gold or great finds are worth anyone's life. I know it for a fact today. I was feeling too confident this morning and should never have gone in so deep when I knew the current was strong. You never know when you will step in a hole or get knocked off your feet and lose your balance.
My take for today.... 83 cents, a BIC lighter and my life. I'll take it!
I AM FINE GUYS N GALS. I learned a very good lesson this morning and I AM FINE!
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