first silver coin

1919 Merc. Cut my plug and hinged it out.Right there on top of the plug was my first shiny silver coin. I was ecstatic to say the least.
Mike in NJ
 

Hard to believe, but my first silver was a 1857 Half Dime. It was in the late 90's when I had an XLT. I was hunting a Civil War Site. Found alot of bullets, a button and the coin.

It was a great day!!!!!

DM
 

1943P nickel, my one and only silver coin that I've dug.
 

my first silver coin was a 1943 merc dime. i found it at the beach near the water around 8 inches with a bh 505. cpl of weeks later around the same area i found a 1930 buff. nick. been hitting that area everytime i go to that beach hehe :D hh everyone n happy thanksgiving
 

If I remember right, it took about three months before I found my first silver. It was a 1946 Roosevelt dime. Found it in the back yard of a house that was being torn down in Upland, PA. You'd think that it would have been something older, seeing that Upland was one of the earliest settlements in Pennsylvania. But c'est la vie.
Bob
 

1923 Mercury dime was my first silver coin in a park. I was suprised to see it with all the clad I was digging up.
 

1943 Merc in my first week of hunting... found in the main detecting park in town that has been hammered for decades.
 

a 46 roosevelt. i didnt know it was silver until i got home so i dont even know for sure where i found it.
 

first silver coin...thats easy

...I had studied the magazines for months (no internet in those days). I called several dealers and asked plenty of questions (no dealers around here). I read the magazines some more and practically wore out Tesoro's catalog and MDI (I didnt know any detectorists around here, either - I was on my own).

Finally the big day arrived and the money was in hand. I had decided that a Tesoro Silver Sabre II was just the ticket for my budget, so I sent off my hard earned cash-ola to Chuck Clevenger of Clevenger's Detector Sales. He was the one dealer I could relate to and he got the nod. Still does, in case you are interested.

I waited and waited and called Chuck everyday - his patience was as good as Job's. Thanks, Chuck.

Finally, big day number two came around. Mr. UPS showed up in his big brown truck, toting a new detector for yours truly. To heck with Christmas, old friend, this was THE DAY! I lovingly unpacked that box, eyeing the smooth brown monolithic plastic and golden rods within - and I aint talking flowers, here.

Carefully I clipped in a couple of 9V's and by the very god's themselves, the thing actually worked! I danced a jig right there ( I was younger, too, in those days) and like every newbie since Gerhard Fisher, out the door I flew! Instructions? Who needs 'em...hadn't I read every back issue of MDI I could get my hands on? I knew this instrument like the back of my hand.

Now, where to go?? This is one question I hadnt answered - where would I take it for it's maiden voyage?? So again , like every newbie, I started driving around! Then it hit me: head downtown, Nimrod. After all,this is an old town and thats the oldest of the old, right?

As I drove down one of the side streets, head craning this way and that for a patch of dirt to scan, I spotted an old pocket park. It had a neat little pond, now dried up, with an island in the middle and the decision was made - come flood or fire, tha would be my hallowed ground.

I searched around the edges of the pond at first, and dont recall that I found anything but nuttin. So, I moved over the 8 feet of cement bridge to the island itself.

No sooner had I reached the bare dirt of the middle ground, than I got a signal. Smooth toned in one direction and choppy in the other. Well, friend I hadnt read all those pages of lore and learning for the mere exercise - I knew that when you got a signal like that you should dig. And dig I did. My new Wilcox 102 flashed in the Southern sun as I scooped and jabbed at that sweet smelling earth, my first recovery on the road to thousands. Then, as I scanned the spot again the signal stopped being in the hole. Huh? What gives.

I double checked and, sure enough, it had gone. Even my dimly firing synapses could figure out that if it wasnt in the hole, then it must be OUT of it! I feverishly scanned the dirt pile I'd made and, lo and behold Elvira, the detector went WHOOP! WHOOP! Sweet Mother of Creation, this was really happening - I almost pinched myself! Like a leprechaun after his gold, I scattered dirt in a frenzy and out of nowhere a shiny, silvery disc came loose and slid slowly down the little pile of soil. It made it to the bottom, gave a little wobble and settled, winking up at me... calling me to pick it up.

With shaking hands and a now forgotten detector at my side, I reached down and carefuly lifted it from the dirt. I caressed it gently, my first ever found silver coin. I flipped it over several times and then it dawned on me what it was. 1936 was the date. The figure on the obverse had a feminine profile with wings on her forehead. Yessir, not only was it my first silver coin, but it was my FIRST ever recovery with a detector. And it was a Mercury Dime!! Time for jig number two, that day, and I gave in to the urge, dancing and shouting to the trees.

By the time I gained my composure and the neighborhood dogs had calmed down, I recalled that I hadnt really gotten a clean signal on this. It wasnt deep, so it should have sounded better than that. Shouldnt it have? Then I looked down again at the pile of dirt and saw the culprit, poking from the dirt and pointing at the sky... a rusty 10-penny nail! The dime had been lying next to it in the soil and that's what the old SSII was telling me. Good one way, broken the other. I have since found NOTHING ELSE at that little park and can only assume that others had missed my dime because of that old nail.

I rushed home and did the only thing I could think of to do next - I called Tesoro! Heidi came on the phone and after hearing my jabbering, said, "Hold on a sec, hon, there's someone here I think would like to talk to you," and transferred my call. After a moment of silence, a man picked up and said, "Hi, this is Jack. Can I help you?" It was none other than Jack Gifford himself, founder of Tesoro Electronics. He happily shared in my excitement, bless his heart, and we spoke for a few minutes. It was probably a nice change from all the complaints, chit-chat and "dumb question" calls he normally received.

So that's my story. I was sure then that I had made a good choice in choosing Tesoro and I remain sure of that to this day. The old Silver Sabre II is gone, pawned off by my ex-wife. But, I have newer ones now - a Vaquero and a Golden uMax. Other detectors, too, have come and gone. Yet, no matter which detector I'm swinging today, I always remember that first silver coin, little Lady Liberty with her Winged Head and Phrygian Cap. I still take her out, now and then, looking fondly at her and the nail she had lain so long beside (I kept them both)...1936 was a good year indeed.
 

You tell a great story Dahut. I think mine was a silver dime from the 60s.
 

1920D Mercury Dime with full split bands... still the best shape Mercury that I have dug. It was about 7" deep and my first true 'iffy' signal with the minelab explorer.
 

On my 2nd trip out, i found a 1914 barber dime, 15 minutes later , a 1927 walking liberty half, Thought to myself this is easy. Took 2 months before i found another silver coin. I very much believe in beginners luck.


PFP
 

1941 Walking Liberty half! OOOh, I was so excited. Found the second (a 1923 merc) a few minutes later. happy happy:)
 

1967 Kennedy half dollar. My first and only silver coin since starting a year ago.
 

1943 Merc. at about 3 1/2 inches. I just know there are many more silver coins in that old house lot but it originally the house had wooden shingles which have been replaced with asphalt shingles. Then they apparently brought in more dirt and releveled the yard. Buried nails and pieces of wooden shingles in depths that vary because the original lawn wasn't very level. A real challenge. Does anyone here have a plan for detecting an area like this? I have searched it twice and now my plan it to find a better yards to search.
 

Mine was a 1940 Washington Quarter that I found approx. 4 weeks ago. This was my third day detecting. Begginers luck, but after finding that, I got really hooked. It wasn't that deep and at first I thought it was just a regular quarter until I saw the date and felt the sides of it.
 

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