As I hunt the LES-1 at the lake today I have a peculiar encounter with a detectorist. We both seem intrigued by each other and attempt communicating that my Dutch vocabulary seems too limited to conduct, while simultaneously inspecting each others tools. He tells me he is hunting for jewelry on the beach of the lake. All those lost little things silently buried in the sand , that are just impossible to find, that are impossible to see. He seeks below the surface and I seek above the atmosphere.