One day I parked near a couple of fellows suiting up in waders and trying, it seemed, to hit the water before I did.
I'm never in a race when there is treasure to be found.
I chuckled to myself as they hit the water with two large splashes and forged ahead at flank speed!
Not more than 10 feet and 20 minutes later I had the first gold ring in my scoop! I yelled to these guys, "SLOW DOWN, YOU MISSED ONE!!!".
They were 75-100 feet down the beach from me throwing a wake as they cruised through the water.
5-10 feet and 15 minutes farther along I found a nice small engagement ring with a real diamond!!
I held it up and yelled again to these guys, now a hundred yards away, "SLOW DOWN YOU MISSED ANOTHER ONE!!!"
I don't know if they heard me or not, but by the time I found ring number three, a yard or so farther along, they had reached the end of the beach and were climbing up onto dry land and heading back to the car.
Ring number 4 was in my scoop before they got back to where I hunted in their tracks, ring number 5 came to light as they loaded their gear to leave and ring number 6 as they drove away, probably muttering to themselves some thing about what a waste of time detecting a hunted out beach!!!
There is a lesson in there somewhere!!!
This was the second of two 6 gold ring days I've had during my metal detecting career..
It happened in the mid-eighties and one of the rings belonged to a local that had asked me to watch for it in my finds.
I found it after over a year of watching for it and it had been in the water for over 40 years!
The old tortoise and the hare story is especially valid for water hunting!
GL&HH Friends,
CJ