If Fay and I had ignored the tornado siren on December 26, and kept working in our offices, I doubt we would be here today. Both rooms were literally blown away. If you look closely though at the following photo you will see my TreasureMaster detector standing tall. It, along with my MXT-Pro, sat in the rubble for four days, suffering dings and scratches, but after reaching them via a ladder, both turned on instantly. That folks, is a well made machine! Thank you Whites!
The way things are going I’m betting a gluten free detector can’t be too far off….
Tear here, and EZ open are bullshit terms….
I HAD A GOOD LAUGH…
….when I read Alex Eaton’s guess post on John Winter’s blog. When John prefaced it with “the content and language may be offensive to some people, and I advise those of an ultra-sensitive disposition to read no further. You have been warned”, I knew I would love it. Give it a look-see and be sure to subscribe to John’s blog, if you haven’t already…..
INTERESTING STORY FROM ONE OF MY FAVORITE PLACES….
Sunken Treasures in Paris
SMELL THE ROSES
As I try to go about my day trying to decide what needs to happen next, I find myself fixated on people staring at their phones (smart ones of course), and I wonder what the hell they are looking at? What is it that causes them to walk and stare? Eat and stare? Talk and stare? Just what is it that is so damn important they totally ignore life around them? Understand I don’t have a smart phone, cannot afford a smart phone, and don’t really need a smart phone. Life is not all that complicated when you are 74 years old. It’s even less complicated when you’ve just lost your home, and damn near your life.
Yeah I know I am the odd man out in all this, but please, try to smell at least one or two roses while you are able. How did you function before the smart phone? Was life not that exciting? Were you that depressed because you didn’t know what your friends were doing every second of the day? I’m guessing it’s like having three or four expensive detectors, a couple of pinpointers, cameras and a shovel or two. Buying them and having them keeps you busy, gives you a sense of accomplishment, and theoretically helps you move up a notch or two in that quest to be the best treasure hunter out there……or does it?
Don’t get caught up in the competitive nature of this hobby. Enjoy it for what it is….an outdoor adventure, filled with camaraderie, discovery, surprises and a helluva lot of fun. Besides in cyberspace there’s always going to be someone finding more than you…..because it’s just that easy…
“They are not long, the days of wine and roses”…..Ernest Dowson