Chico Rico
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I've always been curious as to how people got turned on to certain hobbies.
How did you get into metal detecting?
I'll start of by telling you my path...When I was a wee chap my pops got my older brother a Garrett's machine. I would follow my bro around and watch him dig things up, but nothing found was memorable. Then when I was around twelve my grandpops would tale me diggin in his back yard. We would pop out old Chinese cash coins, mercs, and Indian heads. It was a cool time. Then some years later I found myself and the wife living in Vero Beach, FL. We hit the McLarty treasure museum. If that place doesn't give you the bug, nothing will.
The wife and I got a hundred dollar bounty hunter and hit the beach. The machine did not like sand at all. So we got our money back from Wal-Mart and left it at that. I lived in Ft.Lauderdale, FL for four years and did not even think of buying a machine. I done a few dumb things in my life and that was one.
Then we move to VA and after three months here of taking in all the history I stumbled upon this WONDERIFIC website. I would read posts for days on end. So I got an ACE 250. The wife would go to the park with me and sit and shake her head. She could not figure out why I was so intrigued with pulling coins out of the ground. Then I took a weeks vacation and took the ole ACE into the rivers of VA. Lets just say soon after her seeing my finds she was tagging along with me on my hunts begging me to let her use the machine for "just 5 minutes!" I let her use it and never got it back. So I purchased a second ACE.
Now I have a wife hooked on the hobby as well as myself. I enjoy it but do not take it too seriously. I keep it leisurly. We've helped people recover lost jewelry items just to do it. In no way do we compete, we are happy when the other makes a good find and often times it gets sold to help pay the bills.
I keep my trunk of my car stocked with everything I need to hunt from batteries and a camel back of water to machines and shovels, much like I did in Florida with beach lounging necessities. We hunt where ever we can based on how we feel in a given day. The wife is a bit sloppy in her patterns or randomness of hunting but she has found many items that have paid the bills so I shut up.
That's my story in a nutshell. What's yours?
How did you get into metal detecting?
I'll start of by telling you my path...When I was a wee chap my pops got my older brother a Garrett's machine. I would follow my bro around and watch him dig things up, but nothing found was memorable. Then when I was around twelve my grandpops would tale me diggin in his back yard. We would pop out old Chinese cash coins, mercs, and Indian heads. It was a cool time. Then some years later I found myself and the wife living in Vero Beach, FL. We hit the McLarty treasure museum. If that place doesn't give you the bug, nothing will.
The wife and I got a hundred dollar bounty hunter and hit the beach. The machine did not like sand at all. So we got our money back from Wal-Mart and left it at that. I lived in Ft.Lauderdale, FL for four years and did not even think of buying a machine. I done a few dumb things in my life and that was one.
Then we move to VA and after three months here of taking in all the history I stumbled upon this WONDERIFIC website. I would read posts for days on end. So I got an ACE 250. The wife would go to the park with me and sit and shake her head. She could not figure out why I was so intrigued with pulling coins out of the ground. Then I took a weeks vacation and took the ole ACE into the rivers of VA. Lets just say soon after her seeing my finds she was tagging along with me on my hunts begging me to let her use the machine for "just 5 minutes!" I let her use it and never got it back. So I purchased a second ACE.
Now I have a wife hooked on the hobby as well as myself. I enjoy it but do not take it too seriously. I keep it leisurly. We've helped people recover lost jewelry items just to do it. In no way do we compete, we are happy when the other makes a good find and often times it gets sold to help pay the bills.
I keep my trunk of my car stocked with everything I need to hunt from batteries and a camel back of water to machines and shovels, much like I did in Florida with beach lounging necessities. We hunt where ever we can based on how we feel in a given day. The wife is a bit sloppy in her patterns or randomness of hunting but she has found many items that have paid the bills so I shut up.
That's my story in a nutshell. What's yours?
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