Treat It Like A ToothbrushBy Patsy Beyerl
From page 6 of the June, 1998 issue of Lost Treasure
Copyright © June, 1998 Lost Treasure, Inc. all rights reserved
Treat it like a toothbrush? Yes, that's exactly what I plan on doing. Every time I pack my toothbrush I'll also pack my metal detector. Let's face it, if you leave it at home it's not going to do you any good.
I plan on taking a couple of trips this summer. The first will be to Amarillo, Texas. Im taking my niece, Keisha, to visit my parents, her grandparents. It will be a short trip of four days.
Im one of those people who like to go on vacation without an itinerary, I don't need to be entertained, I can do that for myself. I despise having every day and every hour planned. If I want to do something specific, I'll do it without having to worry about falling off schedule. After all, it is a vacation, not work, you don't have, or aren't supposed to have, time restraints is how I see it.
My parents live only a few miles from a lake, so Im sure I'll find myself detecting the bank while I have someone watch my fishing pole.
My parents have always loved to fish - I guess they have passed that on to me. I remember when I was about 9- or 10-years-old going fishing with my dad. We had a real nice stringer of fish; my dad had just added another one. I wanted to put the stringer back in the water (we were fishing from a bank) so he let me. I knew it was important to make sure the fish were submerged in the water or they would die.
Being the smart and intelligent child I was, I started to swing the stringer of fish above my head in order to sling the stringer in a straight line into the water. You guessed it, I slung the whole stringer of fish into the lake - gone. Of course the spare stringer was at home. We continued to fish, while my father would say, "I don't know how we are going to keep any fish we catch, we don't have a stringer." I was feeling really bad and being extremely quiet - as to not draw attention to myself. As luck would have it, I caught the next fish and, as I was reeling it in, I kept thinking, "Where are we were going to keep the fish?" I knew we didn't have another stringer.
That fish turned out to be a treasure I had caught our stringer full of fish! Yes, they were all there; I counted them. What a save. This time I won't even attempt to touch the stringer, I plan on being busy finding all sorts of goodies.
Our family vacation will be in Orlando, Florida, this year - nine full days. I can hear the beaches calling my name. I've never beach hunted before and am looking forward to the easy digging and, of course, the hoard of treasure I plan on bringing back. I've read numerous articles on beach hunting and can't wait to begin. I plan on taking an extra suitcase just to bring back all of my finds.
From now on, when I'm away from home, my detector will be also. You never know when you will get that golden opportunity - I plan on being prepared.