I was alway a very observant child. I loved anything I could "hunt" for. I grew up digging in the garden searching for old glass marbles, picking four-leaf clovers, fossil hunting at the creek, and combing the forest for morel mushrooms. I'd come home from school with pockets full of crynoid fossils, and every now and again something special like a piece of jewelry or money, or a point. I guess I haven't changed much. I can't say I do to much arrowhead hunting specifically (I would if I had more time!), but I definitely keep an eye out for them when I'm outdoors. Every now and again I'll spot one, but I'll admit, I'm not very good at it.