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Arkie John

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Last week-end, on my maiden voyage with the excal, I was walking along the shallows and up comes this overly-endowed kid--I mean--probably 16--D cups- skimpy two piece and everything overflowing, if you get the picture. Arrrr.

Now folks, I am not one to gawk but this kid came up to me and the usual "find anything" conversation ensued. I was polite and tried my best to keep my eyes on hers and then back to the detector. I found meself feelin' self-conscience for her where she did not, in the least! I had my long-handled scoop, attempting to recover a target and I swear if she did not just plop down on her backside, right where I was digging--splayed legs--one one either side of my coil!!!

"What's there? Maybe I can find it! I looked at my granddaughter (who is almost 11) and just rolled my eyes. I thought, "where are this kid's parents that they let her dress like that and allow her to approach total strangers--semi-innocent and undaunted?"

The kid was just excited that something of worth could be in the sand. She was definitely a little kid in a grown-up bod. Turns out it was just some junk. I then excused myself and immediately turned to the deeper water and the kid lost interest. But who knows, maybe one day she will be one heck of a pirate. :lol:

People never cease to amaze me. I get an uncommon amount of interest with the hookah from every walk of life. People here in Arkansas have never seen one--or a water machine for that matter. It is a whole new world. When they see the dive flag, it naturally peaks their interest. I find myself rushing to get under the water, to avoid further talk, so I can get down to the lootin'

It's supposed to rain Saturday...and that's a good thang for me lootin' since no one will be on the beach. So maybe I can unlock ole' Davy's locker by me onesies and have somethin' to show you.

To err is human but to arrrr is Pirate!

aj
 
Don't know what to say about your encounter. Except wish I was young again sometimes!! Unfortunately sometimes when a kid gets that old the don't listen to parents. I should know. I have 6 daughters of my own.

That is why I stay underwater. The worse thing that ever happens to me is rocks come floating down harmlessly around me sometimes and I know kids are throwing them at the bubbles.



I get my hookah back today after having the motor gone through. Will have it on a float by this weekend hopefully.

Good luck and lets see some gold!!!!! And yes, looting in the rain is the absolute BEST. You have the whole beach area to yourself!!!
 
This same thing happened to me in galveston last year. Only this girl was in her early 20's and from a european country. I was in the shallow water hunting and she was swimming about 20 yds away. She gets out of the water and walks over to me and asked me what I was doing and I told her. then she lays down right in front of my coil spreads her leg's and gives me that look. I just smiled and her and went about my bussiness and she finally went away. but I was thinking where were you when I was 20 and single. I couldn't see why she would be interested in a 52 year old man.
I remember when my boy's, before they got married were trying to meet girls, I told them if you want to meet girls, go to the beach with a metal detector I meet more girls and women metal detecting than I have anywhere else. hh willia
 
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Maybe it's because we stand out from the crowd, maybe it's the neoprene wetsuit. Whatever it is, it's wierd getting hit on by a girl who could be your daughter and in many parts of the world your granddaughter.:nono:

Cheers,

BDA:cool:
 
You VA Beach guys do not know how to dress the part Rob, ya'll look like a bunch of beach bums over there! You guys look like all the other hobos on the beach! Lemme tell you how to dress to impress! I got a pair of black spandex pants, black long sleeved rash shirt, black pirate bandana, black booties and gloves. Black is the pirate look. Actually, I don't dress that way to impress, as much as I like to blend into the night. I also DO NOT like sea creatures touching up against my bare skin, savvy? Tis is summer time apparel though, in winter, either a black jacket and john wetsuit or a drysuit. Girls still do not hit on me though, maybe it's the menacing look, what do you think willia? Maybe it's because they see Huntress over there close by and are afraid she'll come and woop 'em!
 
I don't think we can always assume that those people who talk to us are "physically attracted to us" - I think that our unique hobby is just that - different and attractive to others because we are not like all the sun worshiping minions who are lying prone with their faces to the sun for hours at a time or the scantily clad teeny-bopper girls and muscle-bound guys who are more concerned about how they look than anything else.

We stand out because we are engaging in a hobby that is different, interesting, bold. I mean, how many people in the world are willing to sweat for hours in the hot sun while bogged down with heavy equipment while the rest of the world basks in the sun? How many people are willing to endure smart-aleck 14 year-old-boys throwing pennies in our path and the laughter of a group of teens just to pursue our hobby? Not many. We are a special breed and people recognize that.

I have had men, women, teens and children come up to me to ask me what I'm doing. There have been people of all ages, colors, sizes, nationalities, sexual orientations and stations in life who have spoken to me ONLY because I stood out by pursuing my passion - metal detecting. People pick up on that and respond favoritively to it. Personally, I think our hobby offers a lot of opportunities to bring people together. The most recent example of that for me was just before dusk last weekend in Palm Beach when an Asian couple took my picture, unbeknowst to me, then asked me what I was doing. I took the time to explain, then said goodbye and went back to detecting. About 20 minutes later, an Indian couple asked me about the hobby. No problem. I told them, then they thanked me for sharing with them and left. Then a woman who appeared to be of middle eastern dissent, who was visiting with three men in turbans, asked me about my hobby. What touched me was that she felt it necessary to tell me that she and her family were "not muslims - we are 'sihta's' from India." (I hope I remembered that right.) Because she made that point so clear that they were NOT muslim, I asked her, "Do you encounter much prejudice?" to which she said, "Oh yes! Very much so." We connected in a way that would never have happened had I not been treasure hunting. I had a brief, but friendly encounter with her family, then we were on our way. I felt sad to think that I may have been one of only a few positive interactions that they had while visiting Florida.

Back to the original subject...

I hate to tell you guys, but it isn't always because someone is "attracted" to us, personally, that they engage us in conversation. I think we impress some people because we stand out. Kind of like the people who walk around art shows with parrots or iguanas on their shoulders, only we are doing what we do, not to impress others, but for the thrill of the hunt and to fulfill our own fantasies about finding treasures.

I used to have a friend that I detected with who made fun of me whenever I talked to strangers because I wasn't "finding the gold" - but you know what? By taking the time to speak with those people, I know that I educated each and every one of them about our hobby and as a result they are now less likely to look down their noses at us and are more likely to respect us for the good we do, such as returning lost items to their owners when possible. Perhaps, by spending some time connecting with people with whom I would never have interacted with otherwise, I've sparked their own desire to try something different and helped to them to see our hobby in a more positive light. Maybe next time one of their city council members decides to propose legislation that will ban metal detecting in their area they just might share a story about the good we do.

Sometimes it's not all about how much gold we can accumulate. Sometimes it's about the positive feelings we leave with others as we share our passion with them.

HH!

Stacey
 
I don't get hit on by alot of women, Most are just curious about what I'm doing.
But it has to be the menacing look that keeps people away. I found out if I go a week without shaving, wear a torn and stained shirt, just look like a bum that people do not come up and talk to me . In fact they actually get out of my way. I did this when I hunted in the afternoon amongst all the people. I hunt mostly in the eveings now and after dark so I stay mostly clean cut, the wife likes it better like this, and if the wife's happy everybody's happy. I'll be down there this eveing got to try out my backup machine.
 
I think it has more to do with Surf Pirates being extremely good looking.:yikes: Look at the Johnny Depp thing, we can't help being attractive as pirates. So even if we appear shallow on the outside remember, we still dig deep when we're hunting!:crylol::super::rofl:

Cheers All,

BDA:cool:
 
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