I’m wondering if its my age-seeing as I am due to be a grandma in the Spring, but I’m seriously thinking of removing the batteries from my machines for the winter, because…well…it’s cold out.
Hard to believe, but Ms. “Die Hard” Detectorista, the gal who hits up the beaches all winter, regardless of temperature; leaving only when it becomes so frigid sheets of ice are starting to form on top of the salt water, is debating warmth.
I’ve been a detecting fool at times. You know you’ve gotta check yourself when you drive an hour home with the heated seats on high and upon arrival, your legs are still freezing cold to the touch.
Yup, thats the fool I tend to be. Hunting the woods in Summer and the beaches in Winter. Seems it should be the other way around.
This winter though, my attitude towards detecting in the cold is…”I don’t wanta”.
It’s been over a month now since I’ve ventured out with my detector in hand, which is most unusual for me. Normally the restlessness overtakes me, I grab my machine, and I’m off. But right now, its cold, and “I don’t wanta”.
Of course, my sleep has benefited from my attitude, since I no longer wake up suddenly from the realization I forgot my machine is still in the car. Don’t tell me this hasn’t happened to you.
Unfortunately for me though, I was watching the weather forecast this morning. My ears perked up when the weatherman said “inland flooding on the coast”. Really? C’mon! I don’t wanta!! But…I guess I gotta.