Whaddayer mean Blog off ?

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Filed under: Other Posts, General — Norfolk Wolf

My mate Prickles asked what “blog” stood for, apart from a “Bloody Load Of Garbage”. I didn’t have an answer for him so I said we would settle for that.
It’s a bit like a diary, where I write down what’s been happening, or my thoughts on certain aspects of detecting practices and people then inter-react to what I have written. For example- - - - - - -
Have you seen these “new” long range locators coming on the market now? How about the prices? 4,000 euros and climbing!!
These over priced, over hyped, gizmos made an appearance back in the late 60’s and 70’s; they were a “Bloody load of garbage” back then, ( Yeah, I knew I would get the hang of this “Blog” business) so what’s changed apart from a big hike in the price?
The $64,000 (or should I say 4,000 euros) question is do they work?
The “theory” behind them says that they can do, if all the conditions are exactly right.
One method is that they work off your own bio-energy to find gold or silver!
Wow, just watch that mother light up and say tilt if you took it with you to a bank!
The other method measures the ions radiation; that is ion absorbance. It’s got to be worth a couple of dollars just for those words.
We’re talking long range here son, none of “your detectors coil kept within an inch or so of the ground”. We mean in the distance, far out man, half a mile and up to the horizon.
I wonder if you could get a volunteer, blindfold them and leave them 2 or 3 miles from Fort Knox, would it would point them in the right direction, or could they end up in Salt lake city?
Well, as much as we would like to find a Fort Knox buried in one of our fields, that ain’t exactly going to be a likely event now is it? That is supposing the blindfolded one went in the right direction in the first place.
The last time I saw one of these was with a little kiddie from a poor background, using it as a gun when he was playing cowboys and Indians. He told me that he had found it on a rubbish tip. I said, “Yup sunny Jim, that just might have belonged to Jesse James, he used to ride through here at one time”. He looked up at me with his young innocent eyes and said, “I know it’s not really a real gun Mr, but when I grow up, I am gonna get me a proper metal detector like yours, not some bit of crap like this.” Brings a tear to yer eye don’t it? John