Bryan, you were pretty much good to go with permission from the land owner and had some guidelines set by him as to what would be expected of you. However, there are some situations concerning cemeterys that must be voiced for those that may tend to get in the habit of or think of cemetery detecting actually being worth the trouble, even though all respect and honor is recognized in the pursuit. This pursuit in some cases can literally put the one doing the purseing in danger of getting his head blown off.I have told my tale of just such a situation on several of these forums for several years and it needs to be told again and again for those newbies with big ideas of getting lucky in a cemetery. I went into a large old (still in use )cemetery years ago and upon entering I asked some people there by a grave if if it would be ok with them if I detected the old Church site at the far end of the cemetery. They said it was ok with them. All that was left was a small slab where the front door of the Church had been, as it had been torn down and moved years before.The closest graves were probably 60 yds. away.I hunted awhile and was approached by this guy jawing at me about digging in a cemetery. I should have taken heed of the lack of brains he was displaying from the fact that here he was cursing out some metal detecting guy with a 22 Mag. strapped on his side in plain sight.I quietly let him know he best back off and go back wherever he came from, which he did, and I continued on with my detecting. After 30 min. or so and only a little luck( couple of wheaties) and a little disturbed by the cusshead/wildman., I headed for the gate and my truck where an old man was parked in a truck.I walked over to my truck and put my stuff over the tailgate and into the back of my truck.The old guy had waved for me to come by his truck so I did.We shook hands, introduced ourselves and I showed him the wheats I had found by the Church, and he went wild accusing me of "digging and robbing the dead!" and letting me know just how close I had come to his "shooting you dead and leaving you lay"(His very words)with the 12Ga. laying aross his lap and partly resting on his wife's leg. This was "Wildmans"Uncle and I was seeing who he got the crazy from.I did my best to ease back toward my truck and to put some diastance between us while he was ranting and raving.I made it to my truck I believe only because he had seen the gun on my side, and suspected that I may just do some shooting myself if he started to stick that 12 ga. out that truck window. What was I to do? What would you have done? I knew when the man told me his name at the truck that I was in a bad situation, because I knew the family name and knew of his brother that had killed another of their brothers over the disputed ownership of a fish pond on their land.I truly believe that had I not been armed, and that he either saw it or was told by his nephew, he would have shot me dead in the cemetery, as he said he had planned to do soon as he drove up and parked.God is good to us all, and He was expecially good to me that day for sure! ,,,, Y'all think on it real hard before you hunt a cemetery! HH Cass