Qball
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- northern California
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- Primary Interest:
- Metal Detecting
I have just returned from a series of relic hunts in Nogales Arizona and the First World War training camps along the US Mexican boarder. These camps were used to train infantry and artillery personnel for the US Army in both the Great War and to make incursions into Mexico "in pursuit" of Pancho Villa under the command of General "Black Jack" Pershing. We had exclusive access to some great and historic sites on private land and made some great finds like this Sixth Army dress coat button and my favorite a gold signet ring from Fort Little close on the boarder. One experience stands out and deserves special note. Me and my "pard", Don David, were working our way up the low hills to a flat spot we reckoned was a tent camp about a mile from the boarder when a young boarder patrol agent suddenly appeared "out of no where." "What are you guys doing out here? " he inquired. "Just prospecting, we have permission." "Oh, treasure hunters. I don't care about that we been watching you on the infrared scanner but we couldn't tell what you were doing just your bodies." "Sorry about that", says I. "No problem, it's just, see those two guys on the mountain top on the other side of the boarder? they are up there with cell phones directing drug mules through this corridor. Here is my card give us a call if you see any one running by, would ya?" So with a thank you and hand shakes all round our Samaritan departed. We had dipped a toe in the shark infested waters of "this ocean in which no oar is dipped."








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