DAMN THE HEAT, FULL STUPIDITY AHEAD…
Got brave Saturday, grabbed the White’s TreasureMaster, said the hell with the heat, I am going detecting, and you know what? I was soooo stupid! The heat kicked my butt big time, but I somehow managed to hang in there for a couple of hours, give or take (including two ten minute breaks in the Pug Bug with the AC set on “blast away”)…. Continue reading
Stout Standards 