I spent hundreds of hours as a kid arrowhead hunting in the fields below our house in Washington County, Maryland. Found gazillions of them and gave most away. I guess I should take some pics of the ones I kept.
20+ years ago my then little nephew used to pester me to show him my collection, so I upped the ante and told him we would go out and find some for himself. We were standing at the bottom edge of Mom's yard and I was explaining to him how to hunt and what to look for, yada yada. I looked down and lo-and-behold there laid a perfect pink arrowhead not one foot from where he was standing. I calmly coaxed him into starting his search right where he was standing, and after several false starts he spotted it, grabbed it, and went running and yelling back up to the house to show everybody. Arrowhead hunting was over for the day! (To this day the family is convinced I 'salted' it there for him to find, but I didn't- it was one of those little freaky moments in life!)
