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I grew up in Northern Michigan in a deeply wooded area full of old logging camps. A friend of our family was a treasure hunter. The mafia in Detroit murdered her husband. I think he knew his time was up since he made cassette tapes explaining where he hid a large amount of money in a box. The widow had tons of treasure hunting magazines, a metal detector that never seemed to work, and knowledge of logging camps and trash holes.
I would stay at her house often to do yard work, go fishing, and best of all treasure hunting! We listened to the tapes of her late husband and searched for years. She has long passed now and never did find the money.
We would bottle hunt and even made money ate it. The widow sold one bottle for $7000 and this was back in the early 70?s. I just made a couple dollars here and there from bottles and old tins. It was sure exciting to find a new garbage dump or camp.
I had to swear to secrecy not to tell where the spots were. Now that I am traveling on horseback across the country I?ve found old battlefields, gravesites, wagon roads and old resorts near hot springs. I?m just wondering if it is unethical to tell where these spots are?
When I was about 12 yo or so and fly fishing the Ausable river in Michigan, I went up to this fellow wading to chat about how bad the skeeters were. I noticed he was hiding his bait or lure. When I asked him what he was using, he wouldn?t tell me and was annoyed I asked.
I continued on fishing and did well. When loading up my bicycle the same guy came up to the parking lot and asked how I did. I proudly showed him my creel full of browns and he excitedly asked me what I used. This lure-hiding fisherman didn?t do so well.
I didn?t hide my secret to him. If someone hadn?t told me about salting minnows and using a needle to string the treble hook through the body, I wouldn?t have known. I used the fly rod to get under the tree-lined bank and jig the minnow to imitate a live one. It was deadly in this fished-out river.
People tell me all kinds of local secrets because they know I?m passing through. I found quite a bit of gold in Northern California because people helped me. This pretty much paid for my trip for a whole year!
I met a true treasure hunter in Arizona who is searching for gold cached by Coronado. He lives by the Coronado Trail and his life is hunting. His wife supports the family of 5 children! One of his detectors is very expensive with probes! He showed me all kinds of signs and what to look for in the area. I?ve never met anyone so knowledgeable on any one subject! He is a real Indiana Jones.
Dane
www.horsebackamerica.com
I would stay at her house often to do yard work, go fishing, and best of all treasure hunting! We listened to the tapes of her late husband and searched for years. She has long passed now and never did find the money.
We would bottle hunt and even made money ate it. The widow sold one bottle for $7000 and this was back in the early 70?s. I just made a couple dollars here and there from bottles and old tins. It was sure exciting to find a new garbage dump or camp.
I had to swear to secrecy not to tell where the spots were. Now that I am traveling on horseback across the country I?ve found old battlefields, gravesites, wagon roads and old resorts near hot springs. I?m just wondering if it is unethical to tell where these spots are?
When I was about 12 yo or so and fly fishing the Ausable river in Michigan, I went up to this fellow wading to chat about how bad the skeeters were. I noticed he was hiding his bait or lure. When I asked him what he was using, he wouldn?t tell me and was annoyed I asked.
I continued on fishing and did well. When loading up my bicycle the same guy came up to the parking lot and asked how I did. I proudly showed him my creel full of browns and he excitedly asked me what I used. This lure-hiding fisherman didn?t do so well.
I didn?t hide my secret to him. If someone hadn?t told me about salting minnows and using a needle to string the treble hook through the body, I wouldn?t have known. I used the fly rod to get under the tree-lined bank and jig the minnow to imitate a live one. It was deadly in this fished-out river.
People tell me all kinds of local secrets because they know I?m passing through. I found quite a bit of gold in Northern California because people helped me. This pretty much paid for my trip for a whole year!
I met a true treasure hunter in Arizona who is searching for gold cached by Coronado. He lives by the Coronado Trail and his life is hunting. His wife supports the family of 5 children! One of his detectors is very expensive with probes! He showed me all kinds of signs and what to look for in the area. I?ve never met anyone so knowledgeable on any one subject! He is a real Indiana Jones.
Dane
www.horsebackamerica.com