We were somewhat tired after our little 3000+ drive and slept in a little. After breakfast we were chompin' at the bit to go do a little detecting in my area.
We went out to the trailer to see if we could find Vernon's detectors. The back door of the U-haul looked like we were smuggling Canada into Idaho. I had to use a shovel and a pick to find the latch and free up the crud caked door. The dirt pile that fell into my driveway is still there. I have named it "The Vernon Cross Yukon Memorial Speed bump."
Some of those frost heaves in Alaska had not been good to the contents of the triler. It looked like Godzilla had picked up the trailer and shook it. You know, like when that big monster would pick up a Tokyo train car and shake the people out and scarf them up like a box of Good-n-Plenties. We did find the detectors, and they still worked.
We headed up to one of my water hunting spots so Vernon could do a little warm water hunting. compaired to Alaska that is. The water temp was 40, and the air was about the same. I hunted in the park while Vernon hit the water. Here he is proudly displaying one of his fabulous pull-tabs.
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He did find a silver toe ring and some coins and junk jewelry before the cold drove him to shore. I found a silver ring in the park and the usual coins and stuff. We at least both had silver.
The next day I took Vernon up to an old abandoned town site for a little relic hunting. I found a pocket watch, some wheaties, and some other interesting things while Vernon worked an old church site and came up with a silver quarter and some old wheaties. Here is Vernon in action.
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It was fun to spend a little time in my home town with Vernon, but even though my part of the trip was over, Vernon had a 2500 mile drive ahead of him. Virginia was waiting for him and after a few days of rest and recreation he headed out for his solo portion of the journey. Here he is turning the mighty Ford around in my hay field and pointing it East. I did not share in the rest of the trip, so maybe Vernon will fill you in.
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Our trip, though a little dangerous at times, was one of the best times I have had. We joked our way through the wilderness and made so much fun that I hope he wants to move again sometime.
The story I have laid out is all true, with a little embellishment, and you can only imagine all the stuff I left out. Four days on the road with the two of us cooped up in a 1 ton pickup, scary ain't it!
HH DC
We went out to the trailer to see if we could find Vernon's detectors. The back door of the U-haul looked like we were smuggling Canada into Idaho. I had to use a shovel and a pick to find the latch and free up the crud caked door. The dirt pile that fell into my driveway is still there. I have named it "The Vernon Cross Yukon Memorial Speed bump."
Some of those frost heaves in Alaska had not been good to the contents of the triler. It looked like Godzilla had picked up the trailer and shook it. You know, like when that big monster would pick up a Tokyo train car and shake the people out and scarf them up like a box of Good-n-Plenties. We did find the detectors, and they still worked.
We headed up to one of my water hunting spots so Vernon could do a little warm water hunting. compaired to Alaska that is. The water temp was 40, and the air was about the same. I hunted in the park while Vernon hit the water. Here he is proudly displaying one of his fabulous pull-tabs.
[attachment 11431 Vernonwaterhunting.jpg]
He did find a silver toe ring and some coins and junk jewelry before the cold drove him to shore. I found a silver ring in the park and the usual coins and stuff. We at least both had silver.
The next day I took Vernon up to an old abandoned town site for a little relic hunting. I found a pocket watch, some wheaties, and some other interesting things while Vernon worked an old church site and came up with a silver quarter and some old wheaties. Here is Vernon in action.
[attachment 11434 vernonatmontour.jpg]
It was fun to spend a little time in my home town with Vernon, but even though my part of the trip was over, Vernon had a 2500 mile drive ahead of him. Virginia was waiting for him and after a few days of rest and recreation he headed out for his solo portion of the journey. Here he is turning the mighty Ford around in my hay field and pointing it East. I did not share in the rest of the trip, so maybe Vernon will fill you in.
[attachment 11433 vernonstruckleaving.jpg]
Our trip, though a little dangerous at times, was one of the best times I have had. We joked our way through the wilderness and made so much fun that I hope he wants to move again sometime.
The story I have laid out is all true, with a little embellishment, and you can only imagine all the stuff I left out. Four days on the road with the two of us cooped up in a 1 ton pickup, scary ain't it!
HH DC