PENNYHUNTER
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O this morning I decide I'm going to hike into a spot I found as a kid. I think it's a old mining camp from the gold rush days. Anyways I get up I pack my camel pack. Fill up the water grab my detector and I'm off. I stop at Safeway to get something to eat and a coffee before I begin the drive into the country.
I get to the place I decide to park. I throw on my back pack grab my detector and I'm off. This hike should only take me an hour or so to get in to a place to start detecting. About 45 min into my hike I get a stomach pain. The kind of pain you don't really want to have in the middle of BFE. I have to make a choice. 1: continue and risk ****ing my pants 2: head back to my car and hope I make it to a restroom. Well I decide to risk it. Not even 5 more minutes pass and I can't take it any more. It's going to happen if I want it to or not. So I stop a handle my business. Well now I have a new problem. How am I going to wipe? I look around and all I see is poison oak. Crap. So I decide to cut one of the legs off my boxers. Worked like a charm. I continue my walk thinking I better find something to make this worth it. I get to the lake. I strip down and jump in to clean off.
Well now I'm wet and headed to my spot. I start detecting. Lots of square nails when all of the sudden my etrac screams. I grab my pin pointer and bam! I don't know what it is but it looks old and has an eagle on it. I throw it in my special find pocket and I'm off detecting again. Not even ten feet away and my detector lets out a yell. What is it? A seated dime. 1848 in really good condition too. So in this one spot no bigger then 30x30 I find pieces of old spoons a lead DuPont button? After about 6 hours my pockets were full. My water is empty and my butt is chafed. So I head back to the car which is now about two hours away.
I get to the place I decide to park. I throw on my back pack grab my detector and I'm off. This hike should only take me an hour or so to get in to a place to start detecting. About 45 min into my hike I get a stomach pain. The kind of pain you don't really want to have in the middle of BFE. I have to make a choice. 1: continue and risk ****ing my pants 2: head back to my car and hope I make it to a restroom. Well I decide to risk it. Not even 5 more minutes pass and I can't take it any more. It's going to happen if I want it to or not. So I stop a handle my business. Well now I have a new problem. How am I going to wipe? I look around and all I see is poison oak. Crap. So I decide to cut one of the legs off my boxers. Worked like a charm. I continue my walk thinking I better find something to make this worth it. I get to the lake. I strip down and jump in to clean off.
Well now I'm wet and headed to my spot. I start detecting. Lots of square nails when all of the sudden my etrac screams. I grab my pin pointer and bam! I don't know what it is but it looks old and has an eagle on it. I throw it in my special find pocket and I'm off detecting again. Not even ten feet away and my detector lets out a yell. What is it? A seated dime. 1848 in really good condition too. So in this one spot no bigger then 30x30 I find pieces of old spoons a lead DuPont button? After about 6 hours my pockets were full. My water is empty and my butt is chafed. So I head back to the car which is now about two hours away.
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