Leslie(nova scotia)
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From the land of the Bluenose.....shots were buzzing around like angry bees and throwing up specks of dirt as the VC continued emptying his AK 47 in my direction. I sprung to my feet and took aim with my Garrett and squeezed the pinpointing trigger and let loose my own.....the phone was ringing! Lord love a duck got to give up eating Cheese food on night shifts!
"Well are you to sleep the day away" came the familiar voice over the phone to which I responded by saying I would be ready in twenty. Raiding the laundry hamper I gingerly extracted attire befitting a day of digging in the cold mud.
Bardman promptly arrived with a grin on his face with our first stop of the day being Tim's to thwart off the cold. Just glad we were heading to a playing field and not near the woods least some deer hunter was tempted by my fur hat.
As quick as we turned on our detectors the clad started appearing in the lot bags. Bardman was doing a grid along the field by the fence as I was meandering around like a "drunken sailor" to quote Dave.
We stayed here for almost an hour before venturing to another filed where a high kloof is a popular tobogganing spot during the winter months. Very hard area to detect as the fill used to create the place is laced with metal fragments. Nevertheless Bardman pulled out the find of the day in the form of a ball glove key chain. A fine modern example of artistic endeavor which made my pitching arm tinge in anticipation of next season!
A few more clad and we took our horse and buggy show to where the pickings were easier with my luck changing as I netted a golf ball, tennis ball, a dinkie and a few more clad as did the Bardman.
Time was up with night shift number two beaconing me along with some left over Chinese food. Bardman ended the dig with around 35 coins and the key chain whereas I managed 48 coins, two balls and a dinkie.
"Well are you to sleep the day away" came the familiar voice over the phone to which I responded by saying I would be ready in twenty. Raiding the laundry hamper I gingerly extracted attire befitting a day of digging in the cold mud.
Bardman promptly arrived with a grin on his face with our first stop of the day being Tim's to thwart off the cold. Just glad we were heading to a playing field and not near the woods least some deer hunter was tempted by my fur hat.
As quick as we turned on our detectors the clad started appearing in the lot bags. Bardman was doing a grid along the field by the fence as I was meandering around like a "drunken sailor" to quote Dave.
We stayed here for almost an hour before venturing to another filed where a high kloof is a popular tobogganing spot during the winter months. Very hard area to detect as the fill used to create the place is laced with metal fragments. Nevertheless Bardman pulled out the find of the day in the form of a ball glove key chain. A fine modern example of artistic endeavor which made my pitching arm tinge in anticipation of next season!
A few more clad and we took our horse and buggy show to where the pickings were easier with my luck changing as I netted a golf ball, tennis ball, a dinkie and a few more clad as did the Bardman.
Time was up with night shift number two beaconing me along with some left over Chinese food. Bardman ended the dig with around 35 coins and the key chain whereas I managed 48 coins, two balls and a dinkie.