deepskyal
Bronze Member
- Aug 17, 2007
- 1,925
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- Detector(s) used
- White's Coinmaster 6000 Di Series 3, Minelab Eq 600
- Primary Interest:
- Metal Detecting
Thought I'd start a frank discussion for some of us old-timers about how we're hunting these days with the health failures we begin to have.
Ok, about me. I'm only, and I do say only 56 years of age. I know quite a few other guys quite a few years older than me that I've had the pleasure of knowing over the years...up into their late 70's and early 80's.
God bless these guys for the good fortune of having relatively good health to continue their hobby into their later years. Personally, I think I'm the genetic cesspool of the family, inheriting what seems to be the chronic ailments of my ancestors on both sides of the family.
I've done hard, physical labor all my life and it has taken it's toll and I'm still trying to work the 48-60 hour weeks we end up with. By the time I'm home, showered, cook myself dinner, I'm wiped out.
As much as I want to, I no longer have any energy left to take a day and go detect. It's spent in a chair recuperating with bodily aches and pains that are difficult to manage. (Beer helps...lol)
I lost most of a lung back in 99 and as much as I like to push myself, hiking up into thoses hills to what may be a sweet spot is now out of the question. I lose breath easily but still push...while I can.
This was a genetic disorder and had nothing to do with my smoking. I had at least 20 good years of detecting before the lungs went.
But I can push through the shortness of breath but it's combined with rapidly advancing arthitis in my knees and shoulders.
In the last year I also was diagnosed with high blood pressure and high colestrol...combine that with being overweight and a smoker....
I was on vacation in the mountains two weeks ago and for the first time in my life I made sure people knew where I was...just in case. Where I was planning my hiking was rough terraine, creeks, rattlesnakes...and worst of all...no cell phone service.
I told them if they didn't hear from me by nightfall...assume the worst.
Face it...we hear all the time of the guy shoveling snow on his sidewalk and keeling over with a heart attack.
That's the one bad thing about me I guess. As wise at it would seem to NOT go on a venture like this alone, giving all my health issues, I still have that treasure bug, the detecting bug...for finding that elusive coin or cache.
Any of you young newbies beware...This is where I'm at after 30 years of detecting. Never found that big one, a massive old, gold brooch was by far my best lifetime find. My ex stole it when we split.
I see me tryin to detect but if the last 2 years are any indication of my future...it looks bleak. Last 2 years I've probably only been out a dozen times each year and that was limited by other bodily issues that put a necessity of being close to a bathroom...
Gettin old this way sucks. I want to be like those guys that are 80 and still kicking up some awesome finds. I want to live to retire.
I know there's more than a few of us beat up guys on here....let's hear what your doin with your bug.
Al
Ok, about me. I'm only, and I do say only 56 years of age. I know quite a few other guys quite a few years older than me that I've had the pleasure of knowing over the years...up into their late 70's and early 80's.
God bless these guys for the good fortune of having relatively good health to continue their hobby into their later years. Personally, I think I'm the genetic cesspool of the family, inheriting what seems to be the chronic ailments of my ancestors on both sides of the family.
I've done hard, physical labor all my life and it has taken it's toll and I'm still trying to work the 48-60 hour weeks we end up with. By the time I'm home, showered, cook myself dinner, I'm wiped out.
As much as I want to, I no longer have any energy left to take a day and go detect. It's spent in a chair recuperating with bodily aches and pains that are difficult to manage. (Beer helps...lol)
I lost most of a lung back in 99 and as much as I like to push myself, hiking up into thoses hills to what may be a sweet spot is now out of the question. I lose breath easily but still push...while I can.
This was a genetic disorder and had nothing to do with my smoking. I had at least 20 good years of detecting before the lungs went.
But I can push through the shortness of breath but it's combined with rapidly advancing arthitis in my knees and shoulders.
In the last year I also was diagnosed with high blood pressure and high colestrol...combine that with being overweight and a smoker....
I was on vacation in the mountains two weeks ago and for the first time in my life I made sure people knew where I was...just in case. Where I was planning my hiking was rough terraine, creeks, rattlesnakes...and worst of all...no cell phone service.
I told them if they didn't hear from me by nightfall...assume the worst.
Face it...we hear all the time of the guy shoveling snow on his sidewalk and keeling over with a heart attack.
That's the one bad thing about me I guess. As wise at it would seem to NOT go on a venture like this alone, giving all my health issues, I still have that treasure bug, the detecting bug...for finding that elusive coin or cache.
Any of you young newbies beware...This is where I'm at after 30 years of detecting. Never found that big one, a massive old, gold brooch was by far my best lifetime find. My ex stole it when we split.
I see me tryin to detect but if the last 2 years are any indication of my future...it looks bleak. Last 2 years I've probably only been out a dozen times each year and that was limited by other bodily issues that put a necessity of being close to a bathroom...
Gettin old this way sucks. I want to be like those guys that are 80 and still kicking up some awesome finds. I want to live to retire.
I know there's more than a few of us beat up guys on here....let's hear what your doin with your bug.
Al