It was the summer of '82. I was painting my grandmothers' house.
She Lived right across the street from a big city park, in Keokuk Ia.
For like 3 days in a row their was a guy out detecting.
Then later that year at Thanksgiving, my dad barrowed a cheap detector
form a friend of his. We went out in the woods on my uncles farm in Missouri,
finding a few silver spoons and old axe head, and horse tack.
FAST FORWARD 2012:
Talking with my neighbor/co-worker who is an old school detectorist.
He started in the 70's with a "blue" Whites machine then went to a Garrett groundhog.
I decided to make a purchase, and purse my interest from 30 years gone by;
I bought a Garrett ace 250, tried it around my yard and local city park,
finding pull tabs and bottle caps...
I got discouraged & stuck it in the closet, for 2 years.
Then watching the show everybody hates, DIGGERS.
I said, "I'm either gonna learn my machine or craigslist it."
I hadn't put enough time in, and felt like everybody in town was watching me.
So around August of 2014, I gave it another go.
I came to find that people are actually very curious, about this hobby.
After all who hasn't thought of buried treasure, & pirate booty ?
I've met some new friends in the field & others that I had already known,
but didn't know that they too were "coil swingers."
I just wish that I would have picked up a detector a long time ago,
or at least never left the ACE in the closet.
Now I'm trying to make up for lost time,
I confess "I AM AN ADDICTIVE - ADDICT" !