There is no engine and the ship does not fly,
But only Abu Said did not know about this.
He hotly pressed the start button in the rocket,
And the soldier rushed off into the sky of Asia.
For half a day today I’ve been walking and humming the chorus from a song from the first album of my favorite group “Russian Razmer” . And the reason that I remembered this song from the late 90s was an unexpected meeting with a comrade on the field. But let's take things in order.
Today I declared myself a day off, but what kind of day off can there be in the “village” for gardening and other household chores, and the client also sent a photo in messenger, the table top that I made and handed over to her the other day was bent from drying out. It was necessary to redo it, but hunting was worse than captivity and MY favorite field beckoned. I gathered all my will into a fist and fundamentally decided that I’ll do everything that needs to be done after lunch (I’m writing a note in the evening, well, to be honest, I didn’t do everything that I decided to do after lunch, but I fixed the tabletop) in the meantime, the device, shovel and backpack are in trunk of the car and went digging. And what do you think? It’s eight in the morning, and two pairs of comrades are already wandering around tiredly on the field. And they had been here for several hours already, judging by where I saw them and how far they were from their cars.
I set out today with a Fisher F75 black, I’ll write a report on its testing in plowing later, but the fact that I almost immediately found three scales and a cross from the 18th century is information to continue the story. I’m walking towards one noticeable place, and a man of retirement age is stomping across me. I immediately recognized this company; this was not the first time they had eaten at this place. The husband and wife are pensioners. The woman has a Garrett Ace 250, but the man has a Garrett Ace 250, and then I decided I definitely needed to get acquainted. I like to ask people the same question on this occasion: “What can such people dig up?” I ask the question with admiration and good-natured surprise.
Over the course of three years, I had the opportunity to see several versions of homemade MDs. I saw different miracles, there were examples that were worthy, neatly assembled, the tubes were selected and the armrest was factory. But I actually saw a handle from a shovel to which all the attachments and an armrest from half a drainpipe were attached. But today’s copy, with the owner’s permission, I decided to photograph. The pensioner politely asked what I had found and inquired what kind of device I had. We coparis, when we meet new colleagues in the field, we begin to behave like dog owners; everyone can talk about their breed and pet for hours. Seeing scales in the swag bin, the pensioner proudly declared that he had one too, but so far only one. To my question, what was he lucky enough to find today, and in this case only luck can be the main factor, since other options are rejected according to the logic of probability theory. The pensioner had a wealth of finds in his assets. A standard men's cross, a couple of coins, horse meat and an overlay for a bag or belt in the shape of a crowned lion.
And here the main question is – HOW? A sniper reel, you can see the device yourself, a crutch, a handle and a toilet handle. But these are real finds. One of Murphy’s laws immediately came to mind: “If it’s stupid, but it works, then it’s brilliant.” And for this married couple, walking through the fields with a metal detector is not so much a desire to find finds, but a kind of race walking. You can also go mushroom picking, but it was clear from everything that the activator of this hobby in the couple was the wife. I didn’t have a chance to meet her, we went further in our own directions, and I began to mutter that same song. I posted a photo of the miracle device in the chat and the comrades wrote back that they saw this man with such a device in the same field a month and a half ago, then the pensioner told my friends that he dreamed of finding at least one scale. Apparently his dream came true.
There is no engine and the ship does not fly,
But only Abu Said did not know about this.
He hotly pressed the start button in the rocket,
And the soldier rushed off into the sky of Asia.
