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It's hard to be humble!

Ed Steinhoff

Active member
About 85 miles from me is a small town with a nice little park that gets pretty heavy use, especially during tourist season. As a bonus there is a popular hamburger joint across the street. I travel through there every so often and have always wanted to give it a hunt, but never had the time to stop. Recently on my way back through this town I finally had time for a short hunt. When I pulled in the parking lot I spotted a detectorist hard at work. I since there are no clubs in my area and few other tectors I almost always hunt alone, and was excited to find a fellow enthusiast to talk to. When I walked up to this guy I almost had to stand in his way to get him to stop. I saw that he was swinging a whites spectra v3i with a huge rectangular coil. When he moved one earphone on his grey ghost headset, I asked him what was that coil? He said it's a big foot. I then told him that I hunt too, but I just have a tracker iv and a pioneer 505. He thereupon grunted, put his earphone back over his ear and walked off. I felt rather humbled and definatly chasented for bothering such an expert with his high end equipment! I went to the hamburger stand, purchased my lunch and sat in the truck eating and watching Mr. hospitality carefully grid back and forth and dig every signal, dutifully filling in his holes and packing out the trash. After eating I left without even trying to hunt behind Him. Today work took me back to this town and again I found myself with an hour extra time at the same park. The last two mornings have got down to 18 and 11 below zero with the first good snow, so I was thinking my season was over. When I looked at the little park and remembered the chilly atmosphere the last time I said the heck with respecting that guys hunting grounds and I broke out the tracker iv from behind the seat and stared a quick hunt. The second swing in the sandbox produced a shiny penny! Ok that one could have dropped after mr. whites last visit. next stop the gravel filled tot lot and no suprise there, was clean as a whistle, no trash, bobbypins, nothing. But I carefully swung the slides and monkey bars, nothing. then even more carefully, the swings. Halfway done the tracker spoke and another penny appeared! Encouraged I began to search around trees and tables. pulled another deep penny and a Quarter, dime, and two penny pocket spill that had been there a while. I am not saying the tracker is a better machine but attitude and knowing your equipment makes it hard to be humble! HH Ed in co.
 
Great story! Theres a guy here in my town, 'bout my age I guess, mid 50's, who swings an off the shelf low end BH of some old vintage, all taped up and beat up as hell...He is a TRUE subsistence hunter, gets all the empty pop cans, rides a bicycle, that guy gets out early, often and constantly! He knows his machine and I'd put him up against anybody. He's not too friendly though, he doesnt like people, I'd like to interview him about what he finds etc...the more me and him meet, the more comfortable he's getting talking to me. He truly does get out and tries to make 20 bucks or so a day off of pop cans and clad...he of course finds jewelry on the beach in season, has been the first to all the tear outs and after outdoor fairs or big weekend events..Why it is so interesting to me is that NOBODY sees him, he pedals through town with bags of cans on his bike, the detector strapped to it, and is like a ghost. I dont know where he lives, but it sure has developed a hunting style and system that works for him.
I met another nice young man who swings a Minelab, and we have gotten to be friends, I think true HUNTERS do not look down at anyone, no matter what gear they use...I think it was good for you to go and prove to yourself that you and your gear can hold your own against a bigfoot!
Mud
 
Is the one in your hands ........ Good luck in your outings fine Sir.
 
Great story. Happens to me all the time. I've always maintained it's the settings user, and coil size that make the difference sometimes
 
Have you ever seen folks with a thousand dollars or so worth of ski equipment hitting the slopes? Most could do nearly as well with two six foot 2x4s tied to their feet. They show up to be "seen." Well, I have detected with a fellow with a high-end Mine Lab and another time with a guy with a mid to high range Whites and perhaps those machines are better but my $139 Elite 2200 was, but by my reckoning, mine was 97% as effective as their $1000+ machines.

Many people suffer from low self esteem and think they can obtain prestige via the stuff they have. Take a look at the cars many people drive.

Anyway, go out there and have fun and to hell with low self esteem snobs.

Mark
 
I remember when I got my 1st detector a 505. I was detecting in a park and saw a guy probably in his 60's or 70's detecting with a high end whites unit. After a while when I was leaving I went up and talked to him. I told him I was just starting out detecting and the 505 was my 1st detector and later was going to upgrade. He said not to knock the bounty hunter line. They will find some good stuff. He told me about a school teacher who had found a bunch of old silver dollars in one hunt with a bounty hunter. He also showed me a barber dime he had found on one of his trips. He told me about digging with a screwdriver and that was all I would need to dig once I learned how to dig with it. He could have been a snob but was not. I think of that guy whenever a newby comes up and talk with me or some kids want to pal around with me. Helps me to remember to always take the time to be a friend and be polite, even though the time to hunt is short usually. I have to admit though it is hard not to want to follow someone to see if they missed a target or 2. Problem with following my dad is he hardly leaves anything to find when he is done detecting an area. The man is persistent. Thanks for the thread. Helps us to remember no matter how much we think we have evolved in this hobby, we still can be civilized. HH
 
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