redbeardrelics
Hero Member
- Jan 3, 2014
- 891
- 1,019
- Detector(s) used
- Garrett GTI 2500, (Ace 250 spare)
- Primary Interest:
- Other
In 1980, when I was 19 years old I moved from Maryland to the Charlotte, NC area to live with my parents, who had moved there a year or so before me. It was GREAT living by myself in their house in MD rent free at age 18, but my older sister and her large family were getting ready to move in with me. My Dad had offered me a better job at the paper company he was managing in NC, so I loaded up my 69 Camaro with my cat, guitar, arrowheads and bottles, and migrated south.
The second day that I was in North Carolina, I hopped in the car with my folks who wanted to drive me around the area to get "the lay of the land" so to speak. A few miles from where I was now going to live, some development was taking place on some rolling hills and valley's next to the Catawba River. The land had been pretty much cleared of the previous forest, and was now a mix of exposed dirt, uprooted tree stumps, and scrub brush. My Dad had stopped there a week or so prior and found a small quartz arrowhead, and thought that a good way to get me over the sadness of leaving all my childhood friends and home, would be to look for some arrowheads, and it worked.
I hadn't been out of the car for 20 minutes before I spotted the large rhyolite spear/knife/Guilford that I am holding in my hand, as it was 3 feet up in the air, sticking out of the dirt attached to an up rooted stump. Most of the points in this frame came from that spot, although some also came from a field in Fort Mill, SC where I lived briefly with my girlfriend, that later became my first wife. A recent Google Earth search shows that there are now high end homes carefully manicured across the rolling hills and valleys that helped welcome me to North Carolina.
The second day that I was in North Carolina, I hopped in the car with my folks who wanted to drive me around the area to get "the lay of the land" so to speak. A few miles from where I was now going to live, some development was taking place on some rolling hills and valley's next to the Catawba River. The land had been pretty much cleared of the previous forest, and was now a mix of exposed dirt, uprooted tree stumps, and scrub brush. My Dad had stopped there a week or so prior and found a small quartz arrowhead, and thought that a good way to get me over the sadness of leaving all my childhood friends and home, would be to look for some arrowheads, and it worked.
I hadn't been out of the car for 20 minutes before I spotted the large rhyolite spear/knife/Guilford that I am holding in my hand, as it was 3 feet up in the air, sticking out of the dirt attached to an up rooted stump. Most of the points in this frame came from that spot, although some also came from a field in Fort Mill, SC where I lived briefly with my girlfriend, that later became my first wife. A recent Google Earth search shows that there are now high end homes carefully manicured across the rolling hills and valleys that helped welcome me to North Carolina.
Amazon Forum Fav 👍
Upvote
0
