Do you ever wonder at the
childlike glee that comes over that normally calm, mild mannered,
well trained husband/boyfriend of yours upon learning of a
supposedly undetected, just got permission to hunt site? Well quit
wondering ladies and just accept the fact that this is what occurs.
I guess you could equate it to us hearing of a 75% off sale at the
nearest mall and it actually meant 75% off, not the marked up then
marked down sale but the honest to goodness sale!!!! Or maybe that
wonderful feeling of finally losing that 10 pounds you have been
trying to lose for the last six months.
You would think after 10 years of marriage I would
have gotten used to this phenomena, but I am constantly amazed at
the lengths my husband will go to for digging in the dirt. His last
trip to England for example in the dead of winter to the North Sea
really had me scratching my head. Gale force winds, rain sleet,
snow, mud, muck, just to dig in the dirt. As it turns out he had
better weather than I did here in North Georgia, I ended up with the
snow, ice, mud, muck, etc.
When we first met I kind of went along with the
detecting to impress him, wasn’t my cup of tea really but I wanted
to be nice. Then we got married and of course you don’t have to be
nice anymore do you? Nah, just complain about him going detecting,
yeah that’s the ticket, if you complain long enough or loud enough
he’ll quit, Wrong! Now not wanting to wreck a good thing I decided
I best quit complaining and figure out what exactly made this sport
interesting. Well, I asked to go with him a few times and he took me
out to some places he knew would produce. Smart guy, he knew if I
got bored that was it. After the first few silver coins came out I
was pretty interested, that is after I figured out what the heck
they were anyway. You see there is a whole new language to learn
with this hobby and the quicker you learn it the better off you are
and the more impressed he is, get it, compromise or give and take,
that is the key.
Now I still wasn’t gung ho about this hobby but
certainly more tolerant of his detecting trips, and he appreciated
the fact that I showed some interest. A few years ago he wanted to
go to England detecting for two weeks, I said sure no biggie, time
to myself, shopping, and not cooking all appealed to me. Until he
got home and then boy was I jealous, you see I was bitten just
enough by the detecting bug that when he started showing me all the
cool stuff he found my mouth was watering at the prospect of being
able to detect in England. So I practiced throughout the next year
and when England came round again I got to go also. I did enjoy the
detecting and as a side benefit I got to see a part of the world I
had never seen before and to experience something that will stay
with me the rest of my life. This sport is addictive and fun and
given the chance understandable.
I am now entered into the GNRS competition in
October, one of the few girls in the competition and hope to do
well. The point of this article is for you ladies to gain just a bit
of understanding about the hobby and why the guys are so hooked. Who
knows maybe with you interest in their hobby they will show some
interest in yours, just don’t take them shopping for a swimming
suit....While bemoaning the fact that I was (in my opinion) a bit
too chunky for a two piece, my darling husband informed me that I
wasn’t too chunky for a two piece, just too old......Lesson
learned.
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