mpostma
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Well, signs of the season getting near an end were real hard to ignore this weekend!
Hunted four hours on Saturday in a cold drizzle at 36 degrees. Got permission to hunt the site of an old salvage yard.
Someone had mowed a piece of the field down to make a driveway into one of the old buildings. I decided to start by the road and work my way in toward the old building. Assumed I would find less trash that way. Less than a two minutes after I started swinging I got a deep penny signal. At 7" up comes a 1899 Indian! At this point I was trying to decide whether I was lucky, or a genious. Was really leaning toward genious, until my friend that got permission for me stopped to ask why I was way over there detecting. I told him my reasoning, and he explained that the road was new, and that the scap yard was entered from the next road over when it was in operation. So, lucky it is. Within 15 minutes I found a 1917 Mercury Dime. I spent the next 3 1/2 hours diggin junque and getting gradually wetter.
Sunday I decided to make what will probably be my last trip to the old fairgrounds for the year. Temp was right at 32 degrees, with a brisk and freshening breeze. Had to park back on a sideroad and walk in, since the park gates are now closed for the season. Hunted for 2 1/2 hours down in the brush and tangle. Snowing hard, and starting to turn the ground white. My bag held one 1955 wheatie. My vest had every manner of Crappe in the big pockets. I decided it was time to work my way toward my van and call it a day. Less than a hundred feet from where I parked, in nice mowed grass, I got a sweet silver tone. Up comes a '49 Roosie from 4 inches!
Score for the weekend.
Well thought out plan: 1 wheatie. Dumb luck and flawed logic: 1 merc, 1 roosie, and an 1899 IH.
If the weather gives me a chance I am thinking of just having someone throw me out of a car somewhere and hunting blindfolded. I'm betting based on this weekend I will probably find more than ever before!
Hope you all had a great weekend!
Mark
Hunted four hours on Saturday in a cold drizzle at 36 degrees. Got permission to hunt the site of an old salvage yard.
Someone had mowed a piece of the field down to make a driveway into one of the old buildings. I decided to start by the road and work my way in toward the old building. Assumed I would find less trash that way. Less than a two minutes after I started swinging I got a deep penny signal. At 7" up comes a 1899 Indian! At this point I was trying to decide whether I was lucky, or a genious. Was really leaning toward genious, until my friend that got permission for me stopped to ask why I was way over there detecting. I told him my reasoning, and he explained that the road was new, and that the scap yard was entered from the next road over when it was in operation. So, lucky it is. Within 15 minutes I found a 1917 Mercury Dime. I spent the next 3 1/2 hours diggin junque and getting gradually wetter.
Sunday I decided to make what will probably be my last trip to the old fairgrounds for the year. Temp was right at 32 degrees, with a brisk and freshening breeze. Had to park back on a sideroad and walk in, since the park gates are now closed for the season. Hunted for 2 1/2 hours down in the brush and tangle. Snowing hard, and starting to turn the ground white. My bag held one 1955 wheatie. My vest had every manner of Crappe in the big pockets. I decided it was time to work my way toward my van and call it a day. Less than a hundred feet from where I parked, in nice mowed grass, I got a sweet silver tone. Up comes a '49 Roosie from 4 inches!
Score for the weekend.
Well thought out plan: 1 wheatie. Dumb luck and flawed logic: 1 merc, 1 roosie, and an 1899 IH.
If the weather gives me a chance I am thinking of just having someone throw me out of a car somewhere and hunting blindfolded. I'm betting based on this weekend I will probably find more than ever before!
Hope you all had a great weekend!
Mark
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