or at least match his portable folding door.Last year I was treasure hunting our famous Stanley Park.I tend to hunt off the beaten paths,I was in a small clearance in the forrest trails,targets were few and far apart.I often come across the remnants of car break ins.Well I got a good signal on my detector and started digging at around 3 inches deep I had to remove a big rock,I continued to dig to 7 inches,stilll not target.I scanned the hole and the detector was still singing a good tune in the silver range.
I got my pinpointer out and noted the target was near,I scooped some more dirt and bingo there was a silver square arnate box there.At this time there was good potential of treasure!The silver box was about the size of two shoeboxes.I had to remove a big rock to lift it out my heart was pounding,this sure must be treasure maybe lost bank robery money.
Well I had it out and slowing removing the lid,inside was a dead parrot with a note of how the owner loved it.I put it back maybe next time it will be treasure.What a thrill it was for a fleating moment.
ojm
I got my pinpointer out and noted the target was near,I scooped some more dirt and bingo there was a silver square arnate box there.At this time there was good potential of treasure!The silver box was about the size of two shoeboxes.I had to remove a big rock to lift it out my heart was pounding,this sure must be treasure maybe lost bank robery money.
Well I had it out and slowing removing the lid,inside was a dead parrot with a note of how the owner loved it.I put it back maybe next time it will be treasure.What a thrill it was for a fleating moment.
ojm