When I was dating my now husband who came to visit me in Australia before I moved here I impressed him with my gold panning.
As kids we spent many a weekend and holiday on gold prospecting trips. I LOVED it. Out in the Australian bush panning in a creek or wandering around with the metal detectors.
Funny story to go with thread....
Once when we were out with the metal detectors searching my Mum tossed her wedding ring on the ground to test the detector which was acting up. The ring fell into a crack in the ground and my Mum freaked out. Dad spent the next few hours cussing his head off and digging with our tiny shovel into concrete hard dirt trying to get Mum's ring back... the whole while Mum stood there bawling her eyes out. The ring fell close to 3 feet down the crack. Of course they vowed never to do that again.
A year or two later my Dad took his ring off to check a detector and put the ring in his pocket. Upon getting home he found the ring was missing from his pocket. Of course we knew it was lost out in the Australian bush somewhere. Mum cried again. LMAO
We went back several times with no luck. Several years later there was a story in the newspaper about a lady who decided to go metal detecting for the first time. She went to see a psychic who told her she would find gold. What she found was a wedding ring with a name and date inside. Of course it was so coincidental that Mum called the paper and told them her story. The ring was my Fathers he had lost out of his pocket.
We drove a couple of hours to the lady's home to retrieve the ring ( and took her a box of chocolate as thanks ). Needless to say the story made the newspaper with the update.
After that my parents NEVER took their wedding rings off when we went metal detecting.
