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Your Worse Day Detecting

That will be a hard story to top.

Man oh man, I HATE those little devils. Why on earth they exist is beyond me.

Thanks for the story.

Mark
Elite 2200
WA St.
 
There is no way short of dying to top that one. I too am allergic to bees. When I see one I go in another direction.
 
friend of mine went detecting several years ago on the wrong side of town in ohio
and was shot lucky injured not killed
 
It WAS a pretty bad day but they say time heals all wounds. I can look back on it now and laugh (kind of). My uncle still thinks it's funnier than I do.

Come on folks! I can't be the only one who had an awful day detecting.

TG77
 
I was detecting about a month ago and when I went to go home I realized I had lost my keys. I was about 2 miles from my house and it was up a winding hill . So I walked across the road to a double wide and the man gave me a ride home to get a flashlight and a spare . When I got back I finally found my keys.
 
We have ants here in OZ called jumping jacks or bulldog ants, these suckers are over an inch long, they have big mandables and a huge sting on their tail, like a bee. I had one crawl up my pants leg (outside). The sucker was stinging me through the pants the sting was way worse than a bee I can tell you. He just kept plunging the sting in again and again until I smashed it off with my fist and proceeded to kill the mongrel with my hunting knife. On another trip my prospecting mate got tagged by a scorpion on the big toe while enjoying a cold ale around the campfire one night. Alls well that ends well. cheers Nugget.
 
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