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Dirt fising?

Muddyshoes

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Anyone else feel like metal detecting is like fishing?

I don't just mean in the similar sense in that you are holding out a rod hoping to catch something... I mean in the more "zen" sense of it being an activity that allows you to clear your mind of life's stresses and that allows you to actually work through life's problems and challenges with a more relaxed, but more focused mentality while looking for treasure. It's helpful as it really is exercise, all that stooping, digging, kneeling and all that fresh air (for those non-downtown hunts) and occasionally financially it can be very rewarding, even though it is rewarding anyway...over time.

There's something rewarding about turning off the detector, dumping an apron full of retrieved metal garbage into a trash can, sorting through even a small pile of blackened coins and trinkets, packing the detector into the car, truck or van, and doing a first-level hand cleaning. Then after, taking a drive to or through a fast-food restaurant while covered with sweat and dirt, looking like you've been digging coal for 8 hours, dehydrated, pink from the sun, biting into a burger or salad and sipping on an ice-cold soft drink, and if you're with a friend, talking about the cool stuff you've found, or almost found. Then as you pull away, you look at the clock...then the sun...and even though you've already cleaned up... a little...you wonder if there's still time to hit that little park you like just one more time, before you head home.

Metal detecting... yeah... it's a zen thing...

- Muddyshoes
 
Great post and observations MS! Yep, it IS a zen thing..
 
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AND BEST OF ALL SURE BEATS WORKING EVEN ON A BAD DAY!!!!!
 
Shortly after I starter metal detecting, I returned to church after being away many many years. With the Fast Pace life I was live I found my myself slowing falling back in to old life life style that I was running from.

One Sunday morning in bible class one member asked "How do I find prayer time?". The old Sunday School Teacher told us " any time from sitting at a red to the time we last following our hobbies. My is Coin Shooting before my hips gave out" That is when my eye let up. I told him I just started about 9 months early.

After church services Jack and Mary ask my family and I to have Lunch with them. Jack's workshop was like a walk thur history of detecting, With detectors from WW2 mine detector to state of the art 1985 Whites, Garretts and ever thing in between. We almost miss evening services. We made plans to hunt together, but it was never to be. Within months Jack lost his eye sight.

Take Jack's advise I started to say short prayer as I started my hunt. Later I found Myself thanking the Lord each of my finds. Overtime The Lord and I came use my time detecting as our time together. Now I closer to God in a city park or demo sit then a so called House of GOD.
 
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