willia in tex.
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I decided to do something different yesterday, this time of year I usually hunt the late evenings at low tide. Well yesterday I decided to hunt early in the morning, Got in the water about 1-1/2 hrs before high tide. there was a deep cut at waters edge so I hunted it for about 30 min. with just 2 bobbie pins for targets. I look out to the first sand bar and says to myself it don't look that rough. " did I mention I need glasses" I venture out there and get this signal on the other side of the sand bar I start to digging and the slamming begins. For the next 1-1/2 hours I take a butt kicking, the only reason I stayed out there was that there was alot of targets I took so many hard hits to the chest that I started doing the rope-a-dope thing. So then I decided I needed to talk to the lord about this. " It went something like this; You know lord I'm about tired of this, Just once I'd like some calm water to detect in you think you could help me out here? THE LORDS REPLY, HEY WILLIA I SEE YOUR METAL DETECTING TODAY, SUNDAY AIN'T IT. WAS YOU GOING TO COME BY MY HOUSE AND VISIT TODAY, I SEND HURRICAN'S TO YOU KNOW;' Hmmm, I get your point, maybe this isn't that bad. So I go on top of the sand bar and get 2 silver Medalions in the same hole, then I get this signal that knocks my ears off, this usually means gold and it was a mans wedding ring. I reach into my scoop and get the ring then I get slammed by this wave that knocks my hat off, my scoop out of my hands, and my waist belt with the controlbox off Now I'm trying to hold onto the ring grab my and detector and hat with the other hand and step on my scoop at the same time while getting slammed by more waves. I get everything under control and decide I need a break. Still dont know how it knocked my hat off without knocking my earphones off. I start to the car and stop and talk to a couple of the regulars out there. " I wish they had nicknames because I can't remember there real names" I get to the car and look at the ring and it has a name inscribed inside The name is maria, Hmmm I'm going to have some fun with this. Maria was the name of a lady I dated before I met my wife and her name came up one night at the wrong time. I call my wife and tell her I found a mans wedding ring. she says good I want it and I tell her she probably doesn't want this one. it has the name maria inside. I start laughing and she says you're in the dog house now. So to get back on her good side I decided to become an animal advocate also and mentioned something about a cathouse. This did not work. I heard something about a couch and a 2x4. when the ringing stops and If I get my hearing back I'll see if I can't get her to repeat what else she said. It might be awhile.
I hunted untill 2;30 then this man I had been talking to earlier came up to me and asked if I could find a gold earring this lady had lost. I said I'll try so he took me over to where she was sitting and in a few seconds I found her earring for her. then I needed to take a break. I went and got a candy bar and some tea and set up on the pavillion for a while. went to start hunting again and I couldn/t find my scoop. I evadently forgot to put it in the truck and left it on the bumper. and someone took it. I hope I can get a new one by this weekend. hh willia.
I hunted untill 2;30 then this man I had been talking to earlier came up to me and asked if I could find a gold earring this lady had lost. I said I'll try so he took me over to where she was sitting and in a few seconds I found her earring for her. then I needed to take a break. I went and got a candy bar and some tea and set up on the pavillion for a while. went to start hunting again and I couldn/t find my scoop. I evadently forgot to put it in the truck and left it on the bumper. and someone took it. I hope I can get a new one by this weekend. hh willia.
