You can have the best time in Anguilla even if you don’t go boating or fishing. It is an island of complete recreation. You can snorkel, take a hike and enjoy the view, or just sit on your hotel balcony with a mai tai. While fishing is my favorite way to pass idle time, lolling on the beach is a close second. The sand is soft as silk and warms the toes immediately and reaches your inner soul. The expanse of shore can be seen for miles. Most people are rooted to one spot to enjoy sunbathing and dipping their feet in the inviting cool water. They stare at the small waves and watch the distance swimmers. Big umbrellas populate the area accompanied by huge towels on which to recline. Sliding back chairs are as popular as the inflated balls and ice coolers.
Joggers with dogs run along the wet sand, accumulating the gritty stuff on the legs as they progress. They stop to brush it off. Older folks are strolling slowly, protecting their faces with sunhats. Everyone is slathering on the SPF cream, especially the kids. It is a glorious day to be outdoors and at play, which is almost always the case in Anguilla. It is my own personal paradise.
When you see how many people come and go over a period of months, you understand why someone would try his or her luck with a metal detector. The hunters come late in the afternoon after the crowd has gone home. I have been known to wield this device now and then to uncover lost coins or jewelry. I have a little suede bag that holds the booty and I have established a sort of lost and found for tourists. Most don’t know they have left anything behind. If you are inclined to try this out, I recommend taking all of the things on this list from Finding a Fortune plus a sand sifter to help you separate out what is hiding the good stuff. If you have a sensitive metal detector, you can weed out the bottle caps and pennies. The higher the setting, the more junk is found.
I don’t spend that much time at it as I would rather by on my boat. I usually take home a few stray quarters at best. One day, however, I had a big haul and it came as quite a surprise. My trusty detector finally found gold. It was a lovely pendant in the shape of a dolphin attached to a weighty gold chain. It could have been worn by a man or a woman. Given the subject matter, it might have been from a local jewelry shop. It found an immediate spot in my lost and found, and it sat there for quite a while. Some time had passed when I heard a visitor board my boat. “Hey there,” he shouted. “Come on in,” I replied. It turned out that he had lost the dolphin while on vacation and he had just returned for another few days in the sun. Someone told him about my lost and found and he thought he would take his chances. It is a good thing he did. Eureka! Now he fold gold.