My Sunday Adventure with Grandpa

My grandpa and I love combing the beach for amazing treasures. It was our thing once a month. I would come visit them on a Sunday and we’d walk over to the beach about ten blocks from where they live. Rain or shine we’d be on the beach pretending to be treasure hunters. I remember finding an 18th century coin which grandpa framed and keeps in his study.

There are days when we wouldn’t find anything. There are times we’d hit the jackpot and find arrowheads or class rings. Whatever the outcome it is the feeling of adventure that keeps us coming back. I bought a metal detector and I am excited to give it grandpa this coming Sunday. This surprise will surely rock his world.