Last week a guy got his truck stuck in the snow
laserart
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in my driveway. We were in the middle of a spring snow storm that left behind 15" of heavy wet and very slippery snow. So I stood in my living room watching him try to move his ark of a truck, a new Ford 250 4wd. He appeared to not know what or how to get himself free. So after watching for at least 20 minutes I put my coat and boots on and went outside to see for myself why he couldn't move. As I approached his truck he let the passenger side window down. I leaned in a little and asked him,"You gonna be here long"? To which he announced the obvious, he was stuck. After a half hour of directing him how to get out (he didn't listen well) He finally got himself freed and after I had moved 3 other vehicles that I didn't want him to hit.
So after all that he thanked me and told me where he lived and how he came to be in my driveway by mistake. As it turned out he owns the farm down near the Kennebec River and a huge field that he plants corn in. I immediately thought how much I wanted to get down to that field and go over it with my detector. Now we get to the really interesting part.
He told me that the Federal Gov. has some sort of influence on the property and there can be no digging unless it is done by archaeologists from the University. I have been down there on my ATV and that alone is a no no and there are signs everywhere prohibiting disturbing anything. You see it is an ancient part of Maine that dates back to the 1600's, it is an Indian encampment and somewhere there was a church and a "school" operated by a Missionary by the name of Father Rasle.
So, I have very few options to get down there. One option I am considering is working the grounds outside the guarded permiter, those people had to go way beyond the signs that are now posted. There is so much history around here where I live and I think I should get out more but something always comes up and keeps me from it.
here is a link with a brief story of Sebastian Rasle,
http://www.suite101.com/content/father-sebastian-rasle-a60193
So after all that he thanked me and told me where he lived and how he came to be in my driveway by mistake. As it turned out he owns the farm down near the Kennebec River and a huge field that he plants corn in. I immediately thought how much I wanted to get down to that field and go over it with my detector. Now we get to the really interesting part.
He told me that the Federal Gov. has some sort of influence on the property and there can be no digging unless it is done by archaeologists from the University. I have been down there on my ATV and that alone is a no no and there are signs everywhere prohibiting disturbing anything. You see it is an ancient part of Maine that dates back to the 1600's, it is an Indian encampment and somewhere there was a church and a "school" operated by a Missionary by the name of Father Rasle.
So, I have very few options to get down there. One option I am considering is working the grounds outside the guarded permiter, those people had to go way beyond the signs that are now posted. There is so much history around here where I live and I think I should get out more but something always comes up and keeps me from it.
here is a link with a brief story of Sebastian Rasle,
http://www.suite101.com/content/father-sebastian-rasle-a60193
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We out west do not have that kind of history to brag about but we do
have Indian history.
Soooo, that brings me to an event that happened, oh, ten years or so ago. I
thought I'd like to do something good for mankind (kids too) and decided to
be a one man clean up crew on a beach at Lake Mead. Winter time and the
dog and I had the beach to ourselves.
Spent a good hour picking up beer tabs, broken glass, other sharp objects and
just anything that was not sand or rock. Did find two memorial Lincolns but
that was not my purpose.
Then along comes Mr. Forest Ranger who promptly informs my that my using
of a metal detector in the Lake Mead Recreation Area was against the law.
Oh, really? Said I. And why would that be so?
Well, "we need to protect Indian artifacts"!
I about lost my lunch on that one and asked where he was raised....Maine!
Not that that had anything to do with it but he was used to something other
than what the Paiutes, Shoshone, et al used in the desert southwest. Our
Indians used flint and stone and had no metalworking skills.
So, politely, I asked what I should do with all the trash I had picked up and had
in my bib pocket. He said I could not have it and to dump it out. So, I did.
Man that sucked! Then he said it was also against the law to allow a dog on
the beach without a leash!! Dang, he was mean and ready to write a ticket.
Even though I was tempted to sic my dog on the bastage, we beat it out of
there as quick as we could. A hasty retreat was in order.
Some laws are just plain stupid and should always be ignored when you can.
bob