Captain Caveman
Silver Member
- May 14, 2015
- 2,513
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- Detector(s) used
- Fisher F75SE, F44, F2 and CZ-20. Minelab E-TRAC and Go-Find 60. Tesoro Tejon. BH Quick Silver.
- Primary Interest:
- Other
Yesterday, I found myself in a crazy situation that reminded me how small the world really is. My short story is below, please share yours.
I spend any off time I have at home and work researching new spots to detect. Most days at lunch or after work or both, I try to drive by to try to catch an owner outside. About a month ago, I had located a house that old maps said should have been built sometime in the 1800s. I've been driving by it at least a couple of times a week trying to catch someone outside. well, yesterday was the day.
I drove up, introduced myself and my hobby and asked him about his house. He said that he built it himself years ago and showed me where the house I was looking for used to be. The land is now covered by 3 houses including his. Some of his yard, which is part of the original yard, is undisturbed since before the original house was torn down, so yah!
Then, kind of randomly, he mentioned what county he is from. I told him that I grew up in the main town in the next county south. He said that is where he grew up as well. So, I asked when he was born to which he replied 1945. I told him that my mother was born in 1944 and told him her maiden name. As it turns out, he rode the bus with her. We quickly drew a map in the dirt and started naming who lived where. He grew up on the road that went to my grandmother's house, so I must have driven by his childhood home thousands of times.
Needless to say, I have permission to hunt the small patch. I also got to call my mom and tell her who I met. What a crazy, crazy, small world.
I spend any off time I have at home and work researching new spots to detect. Most days at lunch or after work or both, I try to drive by to try to catch an owner outside. About a month ago, I had located a house that old maps said should have been built sometime in the 1800s. I've been driving by it at least a couple of times a week trying to catch someone outside. well, yesterday was the day.
I drove up, introduced myself and my hobby and asked him about his house. He said that he built it himself years ago and showed me where the house I was looking for used to be. The land is now covered by 3 houses including his. Some of his yard, which is part of the original yard, is undisturbed since before the original house was torn down, so yah!
Then, kind of randomly, he mentioned what county he is from. I told him that I grew up in the main town in the next county south. He said that is where he grew up as well. So, I asked when he was born to which he replied 1945. I told him that my mother was born in 1944 and told him her maiden name. As it turns out, he rode the bus with her. We quickly drew a map in the dirt and started naming who lived where. He grew up on the road that went to my grandmother's house, so I must have driven by his childhood home thousands of times.
Needless to say, I have permission to hunt the small patch. I also got to call my mom and tell her who I met. What a crazy, crazy, small world.
