SilverFinger
Sr. Member
- Joined
- Apr 17, 2008
- Messages
- 326
- Reaction score
- 158
- Golden Thread
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- Location
- Woodstock, Georgia
- Detector(s) used
- White's MXT, Eagle Spectrum, Treasuremaster
- Primary Interest:
- All Treasure Hunting
- #1
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Well, after about 30 years of NEVER being approached or hassled by anyone, I was rudely booted from a spot where I got permission to hunt from the pastor in 2004.
An old church with a playground and 2 old baseball fields. No loss. I'm pretty confident I cleaned it out anyway.
Stomp stomp stomp (I felt the earth tremble from behind as I was knelt down digging my 3 millionth muddy penny)
Him -> "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" (his fists clenched at his sides, ready for battle)
Me -> "Just enjoying my day. I like metal detecting. I got permission from Fr. S. I've been comin here for years."
Him -> "I DON'T CARE. WHO ARE YOU WITH?"
Me -> Confusion. Thoughts - "what the HELL does that mean?" "I'm with nature, enjoying a day off" I said.
Him -> "THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY. I DON'T WANT YOU HERE. WE'VE HAD A LOT OF BREAK IN'S RECENTLY"
Me -> "(Laugh). Well, it sure wasn't me!"
Him -> "I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS."
Me -> "Ok. Guess I'll carry this metal out that kids can cut their feet on" (yes, I really said that)
Him -> Neanderthalic grunt.
Me -> "Thank you and have a great day!"
I've officially put a diarrhea curse on him. He's gonna have a helluva night.
An old church with a playground and 2 old baseball fields. No loss. I'm pretty confident I cleaned it out anyway.
Stomp stomp stomp (I felt the earth tremble from behind as I was knelt down digging my 3 millionth muddy penny)
Him -> "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" (his fists clenched at his sides, ready for battle)
Me -> "Just enjoying my day. I like metal detecting. I got permission from Fr. S. I've been comin here for years."
Him -> "I DON'T CARE. WHO ARE YOU WITH?"
Me -> Confusion. Thoughts - "what the HELL does that mean?" "I'm with nature, enjoying a day off" I said.
Him -> "THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY. I DON'T WANT YOU HERE. WE'VE HAD A LOT OF BREAK IN'S RECENTLY"
Me -> "(Laugh). Well, it sure wasn't me!"
Him -> "I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS."
Me -> "Ok. Guess I'll carry this metal out that kids can cut their feet on" (yes, I really said that)
Him -> Neanderthalic grunt.
Me -> "Thank you and have a great day!"
I've officially put a diarrhea curse on him. He's gonna have a helluva night.