So I haven’t been posting for a while because of ongoing issues with my Word Press theme. The main issue being that I couldn’t post new posts. The support I pay for couldn’t fix the issue, neither could the theme developer (nor did he seem to care), but I really liked the way my site looked and was too stubborn to change it. I was hoping some plug in update would come along and magically fix it, because, well, that happens sometimes.
Stickers, stickers, stickers—Who doesn’t love stickers??? I love stickers, I’ve always loved stickers. They’re just so darn stickery and cool.
For about a decade I saved all my metal detecting stickers, waiting until I had enough to start decorating my “Woman Cave”. This not so feminine “Cave” consists of my detecting work bench and gear storage area of the unfinished basement. It’s also where I sit to drink wine or coffee while I’m writing blog posts or cleaning my finds.
It’s quiet here. No one bothers me, and I’m surrounded by all things metal detecting—including my “in progress” sticker wall.
I was going to post this last Thursday before I went to Blackthorne Resorts Lost Treasure Weekend, but I had internet issues, so it didn’t get posted. I was disappointed, but it turned out to be a good thing in the end, because something happened that I never could have predicted, which makes the ending to this post so much better.
So I got this package delivered a few weeks back, and it said Made in France on the box. A friend said that perhaps there was a little French man inside, so I checked. Nope, no French dude, but there was a new XP Deus–WooHoo!!!
I’ve been wanting to get this machine for a while, but I’ve always been in love with my E-trac. Seriously, I love my E-trac. I think it’s an awesome machine, but my age is starting to catch up with me. After a few hours swinging, my arm starts to hurt (a lot). Against my better judgment, I just keep on swinging anyway. I tell myself lies like “You’re building muscle”, and “It’s still early in the season, you’re just not used to it yet”, but the reality is they are just lies I’m telling myself.
A good friend and detecting buddy of mine, JoJo, was kind enough to share the story of his most epic detecting day ever. Thank you for sharing JoJo.
THE PUMPKIN PATCH
By JoJo Lantiegne
I received an invite to go hunt some pumpkin fields from Matt, a fellow member of my metal detecting club, The Yankee Territory Coinshooters out of Wethersfield, CT. I had hunted with him the week prior with much success, but that was nothing compared to what we were to find this time out.