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one of the many beautiful women in the hobby of metal detecting today

It’s a pretty long peninsula. An hour drive at seventy miles an hour. Not stoppin for nuthin either. And I love my truck and she’s old so I don’t push her past 60. The left speaker is still workin and that’s the side Fisher sat on so I turned it down so I could here him talkin. He talks real quiet. He’s a shy man. Look at the facts. He is an editor. That means he likes to be behind the camera. That’s the first thing. He smokes hella weed. Hella bein a lot a lot. That’s second. Folks that smoke a lot of weed and stay in their room workin on the computer are probably shy, right? And he talks real quiet. It all adds up. I think Fisher is shy.

We were on the road to Foster City. Not quite half way down the peninsula. Foster City. A planned city. Built on wetlands. What kind of plan is that? Greg runs a metal detecting shop out of his garage down there. And that’s the whole point of Fisher and me drivin south for half an hour. We got his name off the internet. He is an authorized White’s dealer. White’s and Garret are the two biggest names in the treasure huntin industry. It was awesome, standin in the driveway on a cul de sac in a planned community and watchin a garage door rumble on it’s automatic pulley, slowly revealin a wall full of danglin electronic magnetic meters.

Equipment for dreamers. Protective dreamers. Stand offish perhaps. They have secret huntin grounds, caches of coins and jewelry hidden in boxes in their homes. Strong hunches where lost treasure may lie. But they work nine to five jobs in the government – Greg was a motorcycle cop. They have a wife, a mortgage – not a pack mule and the whole summer to head into the mountains.

Stand offish till they get to know you. Dreamers need each other, they need someone else to believe with. Someone whose eyes will light up and feed the fire. Greg saw it in us. So we stood in his garage and talked about metal detectin, and got invited to The Bay Area Searchers next meeting. A secret society of metal detector enthusiasts held in the hallowed halls of a local church function hall.

Please stay tuned for the next excitin chapter, where we meet these fellow coin shooters.