lonewolfe
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So you wanna be a treasure hunter huh!?
You find your way to this forum (or one like it) one day, and are fascinated by what you're reading... You've dreamt about finding treasure since the days you were a child when hanging out with your friends, and pretending to search for buried pirate treasures... You read more, and more of the stories & look at all the amazing finds posted on the boards... You find yourself thinking about these stories, and pictures and questioning yourself as to if you should buy a detector, and join in the fun...
One day you wake up, and make a decision to buy a metal detector... A few weeks pass, and you make a few good finds as you spend every spare minute you can detecting in places you never thought of going or being in... A few more weeks pass, and you realize that you've now become addicted to finding as much treasure as possible, and you spend hrs upon hrs not only researching, but posting on the forum, and also, ordering & reading old books, maps and newspapers that will give any little clues as to where a treasure may be had... After a few months pass, while a few of your friends continually call asking where you've been, and why you've not been at the regular social events, etc. you then reveal what you've been doing, and you recruit one of them into becoming your treasure hunting buddy... Meanwhile, your wife has been asking when you're going to stop with this ridiculous new hobby that has been consuming your almost every waking moment...
By now, many months, or even a year or more has passed, and you and your treasure hunting pal have been on many adventures in many new areas of your state (and possibly a few others)... You've shared good times, and bad times as some days have been successful while others were total washes... You've both found enough relics, and coins, and other items to just about open a museum... Still more time goes by and one day your buddy calls with the news that his wife is leaving him... She's told him time and time again over the last year or more, that he spends too much time chasing stupid treasure hunting dreams, and or researching places to find things but never enough time with her anymore... You tell your friend that maybe she's just feeling a little left out, and that if he spends some time with her, she'll forget all about it, and everything will pass... 2 weeks later your buddy and you are setting a time to meet for searching a new place you've been researching for months... You pull up, and get out, ask him how's everything, and he then tells you she's gone, she took everything, and isn't coming back... You say you're sorry, and ask if there's anything you can do, but he gives you that look of just forget about it, and says, lets go hunting...
A few weeks later you wake up one morning, and ask yourself "what if it were me, and my wife leaving" and what has my life become?? You think to yourself that maybe you've been spending too much time chasing this dream, and maybe you should slow down before you get the same news one day... 2.5 to 3 yrs have passed since you picked up that 1st detector now, and you look around your living room only to find stacks of mags on treasure hunting, books & maps on researching old sites to hunt, along with several detectors, and accessories... Several times in the last 2 or 3 yrs, you've been late for work after being up 1/2 the night detecting long forgoten properties from long ago, and or have missed several days of work while doing such...
Your friend hasn't called you in weeks, and weeks because he met a new girlfriend, and has since forgotten what a detector is used for... Another year goes by, and you're just about totally oblivious to anything around you outside of anything that relates to detecting and or treasure hunting in some form... You mark spots on maps that you've carried in your car for the last 2 or more years while driving in unknown areas/etc... You scan the roadside as you're driving to/from work or on your way to somewhere with the family, looking for anything to give you any indication of some forgotten old property that may hold a few old coins, relics, etc... You find yourself talking to strangers asking them about history of the town, and or asking them if they will let you detect on their land when only 2 or 3 years ago, you wouldn't have even dreamed of doing anything like this...
The months and years go by, and several detectors have come and gone... You just opened a new box that arrived today with your newest and best detector yet... Your wife (that has now accepted the fact) that you're not going to change, again ask in her sarcastic tone, when/where does it end!? You hit the door running, and off to a new place to test out the newest edition to your arsenal of detectors... Time goes on, and you wake up 10 yrs older than when you 1st began this venture... Your kids have grown, things have changed, people have come & gone... Friends have been made, and some have been lost forever somewhere in this madness and fury of treasure hunting... Divorces have happened, people have moved, you've sold the old house, and purposely bought a larger old Victorian with an acre of prime detecting land to continue with your quest for treasure... Your wife loves the new house, and the new neighborhood, and you love the finds you make on the property... You now wake up one day and realize, "treasure hunting is who your are, it's in your blood, it is part of you, and there's no going back or stopping until the end"!
True story of MY life and how treasure hunting has changed me/it and people within (only the names were left out) and some of the circumstances altered to protect the innocent!
HH
Lonewolfe
You find your way to this forum (or one like it) one day, and are fascinated by what you're reading... You've dreamt about finding treasure since the days you were a child when hanging out with your friends, and pretending to search for buried pirate treasures... You read more, and more of the stories & look at all the amazing finds posted on the boards... You find yourself thinking about these stories, and pictures and questioning yourself as to if you should buy a detector, and join in the fun...
One day you wake up, and make a decision to buy a metal detector... A few weeks pass, and you make a few good finds as you spend every spare minute you can detecting in places you never thought of going or being in... A few more weeks pass, and you realize that you've now become addicted to finding as much treasure as possible, and you spend hrs upon hrs not only researching, but posting on the forum, and also, ordering & reading old books, maps and newspapers that will give any little clues as to where a treasure may be had... After a few months pass, while a few of your friends continually call asking where you've been, and why you've not been at the regular social events, etc. you then reveal what you've been doing, and you recruit one of them into becoming your treasure hunting buddy... Meanwhile, your wife has been asking when you're going to stop with this ridiculous new hobby that has been consuming your almost every waking moment...
By now, many months, or even a year or more has passed, and you and your treasure hunting pal have been on many adventures in many new areas of your state (and possibly a few others)... You've shared good times, and bad times as some days have been successful while others were total washes... You've both found enough relics, and coins, and other items to just about open a museum... Still more time goes by and one day your buddy calls with the news that his wife is leaving him... She's told him time and time again over the last year or more, that he spends too much time chasing stupid treasure hunting dreams, and or researching places to find things but never enough time with her anymore... You tell your friend that maybe she's just feeling a little left out, and that if he spends some time with her, she'll forget all about it, and everything will pass... 2 weeks later your buddy and you are setting a time to meet for searching a new place you've been researching for months... You pull up, and get out, ask him how's everything, and he then tells you she's gone, she took everything, and isn't coming back... You say you're sorry, and ask if there's anything you can do, but he gives you that look of just forget about it, and says, lets go hunting...
A few weeks later you wake up one morning, and ask yourself "what if it were me, and my wife leaving" and what has my life become?? You think to yourself that maybe you've been spending too much time chasing this dream, and maybe you should slow down before you get the same news one day... 2.5 to 3 yrs have passed since you picked up that 1st detector now, and you look around your living room only to find stacks of mags on treasure hunting, books & maps on researching old sites to hunt, along with several detectors, and accessories... Several times in the last 2 or 3 yrs, you've been late for work after being up 1/2 the night detecting long forgoten properties from long ago, and or have missed several days of work while doing such...
Your friend hasn't called you in weeks, and weeks because he met a new girlfriend, and has since forgotten what a detector is used for... Another year goes by, and you're just about totally oblivious to anything around you outside of anything that relates to detecting and or treasure hunting in some form... You mark spots on maps that you've carried in your car for the last 2 or more years while driving in unknown areas/etc... You scan the roadside as you're driving to/from work or on your way to somewhere with the family, looking for anything to give you any indication of some forgotten old property that may hold a few old coins, relics, etc... You find yourself talking to strangers asking them about history of the town, and or asking them if they will let you detect on their land when only 2 or 3 years ago, you wouldn't have even dreamed of doing anything like this...
The months and years go by, and several detectors have come and gone... You just opened a new box that arrived today with your newest and best detector yet... Your wife (that has now accepted the fact) that you're not going to change, again ask in her sarcastic tone, when/where does it end!? You hit the door running, and off to a new place to test out the newest edition to your arsenal of detectors... Time goes on, and you wake up 10 yrs older than when you 1st began this venture... Your kids have grown, things have changed, people have come & gone... Friends have been made, and some have been lost forever somewhere in this madness and fury of treasure hunting... Divorces have happened, people have moved, you've sold the old house, and purposely bought a larger old Victorian with an acre of prime detecting land to continue with your quest for treasure... Your wife loves the new house, and the new neighborhood, and you love the finds you make on the property... You now wake up one day and realize, "treasure hunting is who your are, it's in your blood, it is part of you, and there's no going back or stopping until the end"!
True story of MY life and how treasure hunting has changed me/it and people within (only the names were left out) and some of the circumstances altered to protect the innocent!
HH
Lonewolfe
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So you wind up with an estranged spouse and still live under the same roof. They say they still care but where is it?
Seriously, you sound like a most reasonable PERSON and thats a rare find.
