A good pick can be a handy tool in more ways than one when out by yourself.
Better still, a good mate, invaluable .
Better still, a good mate, invaluable .
maxwell4 said:A good pick can be a handy tool in more ways than one when out by yourself.
Better still, a good mate, invaluable .
Sure do Mackka have 10ltr water tank in there for them that was on Christmas Day out the Bush with my two best mates believe it or not there brother & sister heheMackka said:Glad you have a fridge with cold water for your babies. They look a it hot.
Mackka
Bogger said:One of our trips to Cape York had a mate that no matter where we went he go bogged and hence the nick was born :Y: Funniest part was he had the latest cruiser with all the good gear but every time it was the old forerunners and Rodeos that pulled him out![]()
Only people Ive met while out detecting have been nothing but nice genuine people. Im sure theres a very minor few out there that are a bit sketchy but Im yet to see or meet them. Mind you if someone turns up while Im out and dont know them Ive got my guard up for a bit. Probably too trusting but thats the way I grew up and its served me pretty well so far. Not been ripped off or robbed yet while other places around me have.Moneybox said:Its sad that we've come to doubt people as much as we do. Stranger danger is something we never knew of when growing up. I thought it was just something invented for city rared school kids. It seems the disease has spread far and wide threatening our peaceful way of life.
the term was invented for usMoneybox said:Its sad that we've come to doubt people as much as we do. Stranger danger is something we never knew of when growing up. I thought it was just something invented for city rared school kids. It seems the disease has spread far and wide threatening our peaceful way of life.
Went back for a look, nothing's changed stumps still there.Flowerpot said:Last weekend hubby a I were out scratching around Talbot, hubby went off one way and I went the other keeping troopy within sight . I got a signal at the base of an old tree stump and started digging, knowing it could be crap inside the stump OR maybe gold under the roots. I use an external speaker and I was on my knees digging away for 10 mins or so and I looked up and there was a bloke walking towards me, he was carrying a GPZ7000, I didn't hear him coming because I was head down, he was looking around (for someone else I'm guessing) I said g'day and kept digging while chatting, with one eye on him as well, he made me nervous. I told him I was new to this and he kept looking around past me into the bush. I said hubby was just over there somewhere. He suggested I call out to him so that he can do the hard digging... So I did. After a few minutes of him looking about he spotted hubby wandering towards us and he commented that 'he's not in any hurry is he'. I told him hubby never hurries. He reluctantly said his name was Micheal from Geelong and that 'personally he wouldn't bother digging there, but he'd been wrong before' then he suggested we hitch the stump to troopy and pull it out, hubby said 'nope' and went to troopy and got the axe, maybe for 'just in case this guy's a nutter and needs slowing down' or just to try and chop a side off the stump to have a look down inside, which he tried to do, the stump was too old and hard and wouldn't give though and by now 'Michael' said bye and decided to wander off. I have no idea where he went. Hubby and I decided to bury the stump back in a go home.
Was this bloke just being friendly-ish ? Maybe? I don't know?
He made me nervous anyway. Probably went back there and pulled the stump out himself to have a look under it.
I'll go with hubby later today and see.
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