It was 74 degrees F and windy this morning when I got to Fort Island Beach around 09:30. The fog thickened the whole time I was there and the overcast turned the street lights back on. The beach had been 'groomed' by the parks crew with a big sand rake pulled behind a tractor. That made it easy to see by the footprints that someone else had beat me there and pretty methodically worked the west end. I went all the way to the very edge of the sand/grass and worked my way to the water. I rang up the Nederlands nickel someone had drilled for a pendant or charm. Within fifteen minutes I had a good signal with undertones like I hadn't heard before. Under about six inches of sand I uncovered a penny, a dime, another penny then another, then a quarter and another dime. My first pocket spill! Nothing momentous, but I got a grin from it.
Well, I finally taught the Excalibur to find coins.
Later I found the odd bits I call 'fentoozlers'.
Well, I finally taught the Excalibur to find coins.
Later I found the odd bits I call 'fentoozlers'.
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