August 1st, Wild Oaks Campground. It started out like any other detecting adventure. I had my wetsuit on, headphones over my ears, detector in one hand, scoop in the other. I waded chest-deep into the lake, thinking everything was fine. The water was calm. The sun was out. I was in my zone. Me in the stupid suit! But then I took one more step—and the world dropped out from under me. I had hit a massive drop-off near the dock, and there was no warning. One moment I was standing on solid sand, the next I was in deep water, my feet scrambling for bottom that just wasn’t there. I tried using my scoop to push myself back up, but I couldn’t find anything to stand on. The wetsuit that should’ve helped me fl...
Love metal detecting? So do I! This blog is all about tips, tricks, gear reviews, and the ridiculous things I dig up (both treasure and trash). Whether you're after how-to guides, detector reviews, or just some good laughs, you're in the right place. Expect serious advice, weird finds, and maybe a few rants about pull-tabs. Grab your detector—your hunt begins here!