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rook,
Thanks it's greatly appreciated all we can do is hold on to the memories of the good times we shared and move on.


bill, sorry to hear of your loss. I lost my older brother last year to cancer. We'll keep you guys in our prayers.
 

Bill, I too am sorry for your loss. Prayers going out to you and the family.

Rook , sorry to hear of your loss also.

Keeping memories is so important, especially nowadays. The older we get the more we tend to realize the importance of those memories.
 

Simon,

Thanks it's greatly appreciated.

Bill, I too am sorry for your loss. Prayers going out to you and the family.

Rook , sorry to hear of your loss also.

Keeping memories is so important, especially nowadays. The older we get the more we tend to realize the importance of those memories.
 

rook,

Not suggesting you break the law or anything, however, if the site is not gated and either closed during the virus outbreak or at least weekends. Well I won't tell if you don't heh isn't government property which ultimately is public property because we foot the bills which is why we detect school yards, parks, sportsfields, etc....

Same logic just a different type of government site....and with those comments judge I rest my case....:laughing7::laughing7::laughing7:

TVA looks at it a little differently. My sons dad in law detects with me some and he been pushing me for years to go. He wants to go. Since he’s a dentist I told him I’d hate for him to lose his practice if we go caught.:laughing7: it’s not over yet. I still have it plotted on my map.
 

Folks,

A couple of memories of my brother I'd like to share my brother was a lifelong hunter and woodsman. There was a guy from the city that went back into the woods and got lost.

The local police had been searching for him for 3 days without luck. I have an extremely poor sense of direction my brother on the other hand could go into the woods and hunt, fish or roam around and come out withing 100 feet of the spot he entered.

So he offered his services and went searching for the lost man....a few hours later he came back to the road with the man over his shoulders. Apparently he was back in the woods with a 22 rifle and fired at a bear those who hunt know a 22 will do diddly squat when shooting at a bear and climbed up a tree and froze.

About 10 years or so ago when he was 80+ he was still going back in the woods to cut firewood for the winter. He headed back into the woods with a chainsaw on his own which is not the smartest thing to do.

He wasn't wearing any chaps or other protective gear another no no especially when you're alone. As it turned out the chainsaw hit a knot a kicked back and hit his leg.

Well you can imagine the blood luckily he had the good sense to tear off his shirt and make a tourneque to stop the blood and made it out to the car and drove himself to the hospital to get himself patched up.

When he told me I gave him the heigth of h*ll for being so stupid.

Luckily I have way more positive memories than his mishap in the woods to remember him by. Thanks for allowing me to share.
 

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Brothers ALWAYS do stupid things !
I have a younger brother and it would be hard to think who did the dumbest thing.

I tend to hang on to the funniest or positive memories the hardest.

Again, sorry for the losses Bill, Rook, and Sis. :notworthy: ( I hope I did not forget anyone ? )
 

Well if she is making Chocolate chip cookies we know she isn't dying of starvation :laughing7:
 

Rook it was the summer of 83 and I was 13...it was a brutally hot summer and I used to walk about a mile to a swimming hole on the oceanside of the island (we lived on the bay). There I would meet the rest of my friends and fish and swim and explore. So this one day I go down to the swim hole and wait and wait but no one ever shows ? So after waiting around and melting in the sun, I give up and start heading home. I decide to cut through a patch of woods to stay in the shade for the walk home. I had never been in this patch of woods and to my surprise there was an old trailer home rotting away back here in the woods. Well this was both scary and thrilling and I cautiously started to explore these ruins. It was dangerously rickety and I had to be careful not to step through the collapsing floor in places. After about a half hour detour here I was ready to leave. This trailer had a crawl space underneath it and lots of stuff was thrown up under the trailer for storage. Well something caught my eye and I started working my way up under this trailer to reach it. As I looked above my head for spiders there it was....wedged up on a floor joist was the largest chok full o nuts coffee can they made...the real big one !! I reached up to get it and could not budge it, it was full !! I wrestled this massive coffee can off the beam and out from under the trailer where I could open it...it had a wooden board for a lid and was sealed with waxed canvas. Well...it was by far the most silver coins I think I've ever seen at one time still to this day !! There was 30-40 pounds in that can !! I slowly started home like a beast of burden.....stopping every 100 feet or so to rest and shift the load. It took a long time to get it home but I did....I announced that this money was mine and I would be using it to buy my own candy when ever I wanted for the rest of the summer !! My parents freaked out and explained that I could have candy money any time I wanted !! It was truly an amazing cache of silver coins !! The newest was 1952 !! And I just remember my step mom spreading these coins all over the living room...stacking them in different stacks according to value and denomination. I think my father may still have some of this silver in his safe...I hope so !! I was rewarded with candy money for the rest of that summer and it was a sweet cache for everyone....and my first and best cache ever !!

That is awesome, Bart! Thanks for sharing the story of the beginnings of your treasure hunting.
 

No ring, (turns out it was on the floor board of his truck, under the seat. What a dingleberry.) but that didn't stop me from digging up over 193 .22 bullet casings (we counted) three cents in change, several pieces of Budweiser can, and this really neat brass lock that may date back to pre 1930.


Sweet lock, Rusty. Congratulations!
 

Was the cannons lost? Wonder what Beepbeep will think when she looks around and there nothing on the horizon?

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Thanks for the "Heads up" on that "bot" IMAUDIGGER.
I saw you caught "it' doing the same thing in a different thread and it was 5 years old. Good job :notworthy:
 

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