Garrett424
Silver Member
- Jun 20, 2014
- 3,164
- 2,284
- Detector(s) used
- Teknetics Omega 8000
Teknetics Delta 4000,
Deteknix XPointer,
Fiskar's Big Grip Digger & my old Army Trench shovel for the tough jobs
- Primary Interest:
- Metal Detecting
Another Silver Rosie, War Nick', Junk Jewelry & Other Stuff.......
So I had a funeral for an AWESOME cousin who died suddenly for most of the day but I did manage to hit one of my old sports fields for about two hours before it got dark. I sure don't like these short days. It's gettin' chilly when the sun starts dropping out of sight too.
It POURED down rain the night before so the field was still pretty damp. It was perfect actually. The plugs pop out easily and right back in almost perfectly. The grass doesn't even wilt and you can't even tell anyone's been there.
I turned on my detector and about 90 seconds into the hunt my very first target rang up high and clear. About 5 inches down was a 1947 Rosie and only my second silver coin this year. I guess my long drought is really broken. I was even beginning to question my machine but now I know better. I really need to stop second guessing and trust my machine more. After all, it's been very good to me.
I can't help but think my cousin had a hand in that one. I've been hunting this field from day one and have never found any silver coinage at all until today. It was in an area I've swung over 100 times (at least).
Then I dug a strange looking bullet. The darn thing looks like a Coke bottle.
I also hit a 1945 War nickel in horrible shape but hey; it's still a little more silver so I'm happy with it.
The rest of the time and right up until it was too dark to see I found a variety of stuff but nothing remarkable. There's a piece of an old iron tool of some sort, a junk cross, a junk "diamond" pin with genuine imitation glass, half of a junk bracelet, a key, a .410 shell cap, another junk bracelet, a half of a 1967 penny and assorted clad. Not a bad haul for an impromptu hunt. This field always gives up something. It's amazing really. You stay away for a while and more things seem to appear.
That's about it. It was an interesting hunt and I did hit some silver so I'm happy.
I also ran into some hikers who lost their bearings and had no clue which direction to go to get out of the woods. So, I told them how to find their way back.
One was a really nice and pretty lady with a young son. I asked where she lived and as it turns out, she recently bought a property where an old house once stood but burned down when I was about 4 years old.
I've always wanted to hunt that spot and now I have permission to hit it any time. She said to just walk back there any time I please. Her boy was very interested and started asking questions about treasure hunting so of course, I offered to take him along. Both she and he said he would love to.
There aren't too many young boys who'll turn their backs on the prospect of finding buried treasure (including this big kid). I guess I'll break out the old Tracker IV and show him how to start swinging it. Maybe I'll get him started on a lifelong awesome hobby.
Another "chance" meeting turns out well. (I don't believe in coincidence BTW). It was all just too perfect.
This was a sad day but one that turned out well in the end. I feel like a little providence came my way. I feel really good and peaceful about the way it all played out. I got silver, made some new friends and got a new and ongoing permission. That's a great day in my book.
That's about it folks. Once again,
Thanks for looking & HH.......
So I had a funeral for an AWESOME cousin who died suddenly for most of the day but I did manage to hit one of my old sports fields for about two hours before it got dark. I sure don't like these short days. It's gettin' chilly when the sun starts dropping out of sight too.
It POURED down rain the night before so the field was still pretty damp. It was perfect actually. The plugs pop out easily and right back in almost perfectly. The grass doesn't even wilt and you can't even tell anyone's been there.
I turned on my detector and about 90 seconds into the hunt my very first target rang up high and clear. About 5 inches down was a 1947 Rosie and only my second silver coin this year. I guess my long drought is really broken. I was even beginning to question my machine but now I know better. I really need to stop second guessing and trust my machine more. After all, it's been very good to me.
I can't help but think my cousin had a hand in that one. I've been hunting this field from day one and have never found any silver coinage at all until today. It was in an area I've swung over 100 times (at least).
Then I dug a strange looking bullet. The darn thing looks like a Coke bottle.
I also hit a 1945 War nickel in horrible shape but hey; it's still a little more silver so I'm happy with it.
The rest of the time and right up until it was too dark to see I found a variety of stuff but nothing remarkable. There's a piece of an old iron tool of some sort, a junk cross, a junk "diamond" pin with genuine imitation glass, half of a junk bracelet, a key, a .410 shell cap, another junk bracelet, a half of a 1967 penny and assorted clad. Not a bad haul for an impromptu hunt. This field always gives up something. It's amazing really. You stay away for a while and more things seem to appear.
That's about it. It was an interesting hunt and I did hit some silver so I'm happy.
I also ran into some hikers who lost their bearings and had no clue which direction to go to get out of the woods. So, I told them how to find their way back.
One was a really nice and pretty lady with a young son. I asked where she lived and as it turns out, she recently bought a property where an old house once stood but burned down when I was about 4 years old.
I've always wanted to hunt that spot and now I have permission to hit it any time. She said to just walk back there any time I please. Her boy was very interested and started asking questions about treasure hunting so of course, I offered to take him along. Both she and he said he would love to.
There aren't too many young boys who'll turn their backs on the prospect of finding buried treasure (including this big kid). I guess I'll break out the old Tracker IV and show him how to start swinging it. Maybe I'll get him started on a lifelong awesome hobby.
Another "chance" meeting turns out well. (I don't believe in coincidence BTW). It was all just too perfect.
This was a sad day but one that turned out well in the end. I feel like a little providence came my way. I feel really good and peaceful about the way it all played out. I got silver, made some new friends and got a new and ongoing permission. That's a great day in my book.
That's about it folks. Once again,
Thanks for looking & HH.......
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