watercolor
Silver Member
- Joined
- Feb 3, 2007
- Messages
- 4,112
- Reaction score
- 1,351
- Golden Thread
- 0
- Location
- Arlington Heights, IL
- Detector(s) used
- V3i, MXT-All Pro and Equinox 800
- Primary Interest:
- All Treasure Hunting
- #1
Thread Owner
During my past several hunts in the woods, I have been approached TWICE by official,
card-carrying, volunteer "stewards" who make it their mission to protect the forests from
anyone and/or anything that 'might' be harmful.
My first encounter with one of these forest "stewards" occurred about two weeks ago
and my last encounter happened just this afternoon. During each of these encounters,
I was STERNLY reminded about how fragile our environment is. In both instances, I explained
that in addition to metal detecting for coins. . . broken glass, aluminum cans, trash, etc. . . are
ALSO picked up and ALL holes that have been dug are COMPLETELY re-filled and solidly compacted.
When I was confronted today by one of these forest stewards, he told me point-blank that he was
planning to make a phone call to the forest office to get my a$$ booted from the woods. . . until I
showed him a satchel of broken glass & crushed beer cans that were also collected.
When you hunt the woods, or anywhere for that matter, you ARE being watched.
card-carrying, volunteer "stewards" who make it their mission to protect the forests from
anyone and/or anything that 'might' be harmful.
My first encounter with one of these forest "stewards" occurred about two weeks ago
and my last encounter happened just this afternoon. During each of these encounters,
I was STERNLY reminded about how fragile our environment is. In both instances, I explained
that in addition to metal detecting for coins. . . broken glass, aluminum cans, trash, etc. . . are
ALSO picked up and ALL holes that have been dug are COMPLETELY re-filled and solidly compacted.
When I was confronted today by one of these forest stewards, he told me point-blank that he was
planning to make a phone call to the forest office to get my a$$ booted from the woods. . . until I
showed him a satchel of broken glass & crushed beer cans that were also collected.
When you hunt the woods, or anywhere for that matter, you ARE being watched.