In 1992, I was very heavily into metal detecting... not that I have dropped detecting now; it is just that back then, every spare minute was spent either diving or detecting. And in Victoria, a newly discovered [by me] virgin area was the Gorge. This was THE swimming area back in the late 19th and early 20th century. On certain weekends, like May Day for instance, there would be upwards of 10,000 people boating, swimming and picnicking. There were Japanese gardens, floating tea houses, slides, chute the chute... Anything and everything.
I had been going to one of the seven really popular swimming beaches for several weeks and had pulled out an amazing selection of rings, old coins, watches,etc. On this particular day, Alice decided to come along and get away from the farm. So I suited up, got my scoop and excaliber, and headed for the water.
Now, in 1992, the Gorge had been a popular swimming area, but it also had not been used as a swimming area for a few years. It had turned into a dirty, digusting area. people had been throwing garbage, old tires.... the whole gamut of unpleasant 'things' that you might imagine. But it was partly because of this refuse, that no one else had even thought of detecting there.
Now many might scoff at this but, Alice has proved to me over these many years that she is a bit of a psychic [I said psychic.....not psychotic]. She has told me to go to certain areas since she 'feels' that something might be there. And more times than not, she has proven to be correct.As an example, I was out with a buddy of mine who tended to regard her ability with a certain amount of scepticism. She mentioned to him, that if he were to go out into the lake, about 150 or so feet, in this particular area, he would find an old tire rim. 10 feet away from that rim, in such and such direction, he would find something good. So to disprove her, he took up the challange; out he went to where Alice specified, found the old rim. 10 feet away from that rim, he found a gold ring!!!!
So, on this day in 1994, With Alice 'guiding' me, I set out. She told me that there was something 'really good' down the waterway a bit. I slogged my way down the waterway, while she walked along the shore. When she felt it was right, she told me to go out a bit. I proceeded to do so. The problem was that the water was getting deeper.... up to my chest, then my shoulders, neck.... Anyone who has water detected while wading can appreciate my problem. The deeper that you go, the more buoyant you become. I was having a heck of a time just trying to stay put, fighting the current as I was. I certainly could not even try to dig. But this was not quite good enough for Alice. She told me to go out another few feet. In for a penny....in for a pound. I went out and when the water was just below my nose, I felt something at my feet....
I had been going to one of the seven really popular swimming beaches for several weeks and had pulled out an amazing selection of rings, old coins, watches,etc. On this particular day, Alice decided to come along and get away from the farm. So I suited up, got my scoop and excaliber, and headed for the water.
Now, in 1992, the Gorge had been a popular swimming area, but it also had not been used as a swimming area for a few years. It had turned into a dirty, digusting area. people had been throwing garbage, old tires.... the whole gamut of unpleasant 'things' that you might imagine. But it was partly because of this refuse, that no one else had even thought of detecting there.
Now many might scoff at this but, Alice has proved to me over these many years that she is a bit of a psychic [I said psychic.....not psychotic]. She has told me to go to certain areas since she 'feels' that something might be there. And more times than not, she has proven to be correct.As an example, I was out with a buddy of mine who tended to regard her ability with a certain amount of scepticism. She mentioned to him, that if he were to go out into the lake, about 150 or so feet, in this particular area, he would find an old tire rim. 10 feet away from that rim, in such and such direction, he would find something good. So to disprove her, he took up the challange; out he went to where Alice specified, found the old rim. 10 feet away from that rim, he found a gold ring!!!!
So, on this day in 1994, With Alice 'guiding' me, I set out. She told me that there was something 'really good' down the waterway a bit. I slogged my way down the waterway, while she walked along the shore. When she felt it was right, she told me to go out a bit. I proceeded to do so. The problem was that the water was getting deeper.... up to my chest, then my shoulders, neck.... Anyone who has water detected while wading can appreciate my problem. The deeper that you go, the more buoyant you become. I was having a heck of a time just trying to stay put, fighting the current as I was. I certainly could not even try to dig. But this was not quite good enough for Alice. She told me to go out another few feet. In for a penny....in for a pound. I went out and when the water was just below my nose, I felt something at my feet....
such an interesting story! Have you ever been back with dive gear?