gallery?.... as in golf gallery.... the audience.
I got permission to hunt an old closed down church in an typical old mining town where the houses are 'cookie-cutter' and close together with some small shops, some closed down and some churches... you get the picture. The church property, grassy area, was small but I figured you never know(!?)
So the guy that gave me permission ,Ed, lives next door and maintains the property. He followed me aafter I asked 'if he wanted to come along'. Soon a neighbor pulled up in a truck and came over to talk to my aquaintance and me. Another resident of the street was driving by and they yelled at him jokingly about something, and soon he came over. 2 boys on bikes rode by and stopped on the sidewalk to watch, curiosly, but keeping a distance. Next I noticed an older couple, across the street, watching over the hedges, as a small boy also watched and played in a small opening in the hedges.
Within 5 minutes from the time I started, I had a minimum of 8 people watching anxiously and curiosly to what I was doing! Every time my ETrac hit a good target and I knelt down to dig, I felt the attention and stares.
Now for the even funnier part....
My first coin was a 1976 penny about an inch down. I pulled it out of the hole, wiped off most of the dirt, and handed it to Ed. I told him 'I think it's a '76, what do you think?' He wipes it cleaner, inspects it, and holds it up yelling '1976 PENNY!', and then handed it back. It was like he was anouncing in the maternity ward of a hospital to a family... 'IT'S A BOY!'. This went on with every find from quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, brass pendant, roofing nails, rifle cartridge, and pull tab. It was actually quite humorous and went on for about at LEAST a 1/2 hour! It was like they were waiting for Ed to suddenly hold up an ancient box I dug up in a 6' hole and announce 'Lost Ark of the Covenant!'
I guess you had to be there...LOL....
I got permission to hunt an old closed down church in an typical old mining town where the houses are 'cookie-cutter' and close together with some small shops, some closed down and some churches... you get the picture. The church property, grassy area, was small but I figured you never know(!?)
So the guy that gave me permission ,Ed, lives next door and maintains the property. He followed me aafter I asked 'if he wanted to come along'. Soon a neighbor pulled up in a truck and came over to talk to my aquaintance and me. Another resident of the street was driving by and they yelled at him jokingly about something, and soon he came over. 2 boys on bikes rode by and stopped on the sidewalk to watch, curiosly, but keeping a distance. Next I noticed an older couple, across the street, watching over the hedges, as a small boy also watched and played in a small opening in the hedges.
Within 5 minutes from the time I started, I had a minimum of 8 people watching anxiously and curiosly to what I was doing! Every time my ETrac hit a good target and I knelt down to dig, I felt the attention and stares.
Now for the even funnier part....
My first coin was a 1976 penny about an inch down. I pulled it out of the hole, wiped off most of the dirt, and handed it to Ed. I told him 'I think it's a '76, what do you think?' He wipes it cleaner, inspects it, and holds it up yelling '1976 PENNY!', and then handed it back. It was like he was anouncing in the maternity ward of a hospital to a family... 'IT'S A BOY!'. This went on with every find from quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, brass pendant, roofing nails, rifle cartridge, and pull tab. It was actually quite humorous and went on for about at LEAST a 1/2 hour! It was like they were waiting for Ed to suddenly hold up an ancient box I dug up in a 6' hole and announce 'Lost Ark of the Covenant!'
I guess you had to be there...LOL....