BuckleBoy
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IRON Brigade's MARATHON Detecting Week
Hello All,
It appears that I have been in a slump since the sword belt plate and draped bust LC day, week before last. The other members of my team have made some good finds, while I myself have a few nondescript flat buttons to my name. We hunted all day Tuesday--when Rodeo pulled the 1838 dime which I posted (most of my buttons came from that hunt), then we hunted Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Today. So I figure I have spent 35 or so hours detecting since Tuesday.
Here is the story of how each day went...
Wednesday: Went with HB to chase down an old homestead and a steam sawmill site. Both sites had been bulldozed in, with little to show for our first four hours except a flat button and a wheat penny. Then we went out to the 1838 dime spot for the second rehunt of that area. Ended up that HB found a beauty of an IH, a nice civilian floral button, and between us a good many other old flat buttons:
Here are some of HB's finds, cleaned up:
Thursday: Rodeo and Bonzaibrandi took me to one of their new spots. We first hunted an old housesite that the cellarhole had been filled in on. The iron was thick, and the can slaw everywhere. Brandi managed a flat button, and I got a 1900s great seal cuff button
The wind on that day was Fierce. 30mph sustained winds at times. Occasionally I would have a find in my hand, and it would blow back onto the ground. Needless to say, we were wearing headphones. :P Then we hit up another site that was much older than the first--a nice stretch of Beautiful cornfield:
Rodeo in no time had a piece of a spur. It was sticking halfway out of the dirt:
We continued to dig--and I figured that the rest of the spur was still in the ground somewhere waiting for us. Here's Rodeo working on another recovery:
Now, let me tell you... We have a deal in my team, that if one person finds a piece of a relic, and another person finds another piece of it, then the relic goes to whoever dug the first piece. My mentor and I always had that understanding back in the old days, and I figure it's a good one. I don't believe that a relic should be in two different display cases after a hunt.
So...long story short, I did my duty and found the rest of Rodeo's spur. Even though it was the bigger of the two pieces, it went to Rodeo. (And let me tell you, it was hard to give that one up.)
We continued the hunt, and got a few flat buttons, a toe tap, a child's thimble, a suspender clip, and a few more goodies. Here's Bonzaibrandi swinging away:
Then when it got too dark to see, we drove home and laid our finds out for a good photo:
Friday: On Friday, Rodeo and I went to find yet another spot. The house was in a grassy, fallow field that I thought had been unsowed for only a year (Boy was I wrong!). When we hiked half a mile to the spot through the woods, and the field opened up before us, it was in tall grass!
I figured that we should take a swing since we were there (before the ticks were out in force), and if we could find just one item that would indicate the location of the house, then we'd come back with a scythe and cut and rake the grass off the site.
Well...we hunted for several hours in the tall grass, wearing ourselves out, and finding...nothing.![:-\](https://www.treasurenet.com/smilies/undecided.gif "Undecided :-\")
So then we drove to another spot that has been on my list for a while. It was right on the Ohio river, and it looked to be a great spot in a nice, flat soybean field. We got permission from the owner and got into that field, and it felt wonderful to not have to fight for every swing of the coil. 
So we hunted...and hunted... And just when it seemed that the site was nowhere to be found in that field, we got some iron signals--Right at the EDGE of the cliff! Now normally I just worry about whether or not a spot has been bulldozed, backfilled, or covered in concrete...but this one had literally Washed into the Ohio! Here's a photo of our housesite
Rodeo Recon has the same look on his face that I did: "WTF?"
We hunted the slope and the riverbanks to no avail, all the time watching the weather and knowing that if the rain started we had to get out of there, Quick!
Yep. I got the find of the day: A tiny piece of a pewter spoon handle.
So I regrouped, found my resolve again after such a skunking, and headed HB's way on Saturday with Diggergirl to do some hunting in his neck of the woods. We found our spot easily enough, but there wasn't much to be found. DG got another great seal cuff button and a suspender clip, and HB found a WWI-Era toy soldier. We had to get out to the site piggybacking on the ATV since it was so far out in the middle of nowhere:
Hello All,
It appears that I have been in a slump since the sword belt plate and draped bust LC day, week before last. The other members of my team have made some good finds, while I myself have a few nondescript flat buttons to my name. We hunted all day Tuesday--when Rodeo pulled the 1838 dime which I posted (most of my buttons came from that hunt), then we hunted Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Today. So I figure I have spent 35 or so hours detecting since Tuesday.
Here is the story of how each day went...
Wednesday: Went with HB to chase down an old homestead and a steam sawmill site. Both sites had been bulldozed in, with little to show for our first four hours except a flat button and a wheat penny. Then we went out to the 1838 dime spot for the second rehunt of that area. Ended up that HB found a beauty of an IH, a nice civilian floral button, and between us a good many other old flat buttons:
Here are some of HB's finds, cleaned up:
Thursday: Rodeo and Bonzaibrandi took me to one of their new spots. We first hunted an old housesite that the cellarhole had been filled in on. The iron was thick, and the can slaw everywhere. Brandi managed a flat button, and I got a 1900s great seal cuff button
The wind on that day was Fierce. 30mph sustained winds at times. Occasionally I would have a find in my hand, and it would blow back onto the ground. Needless to say, we were wearing headphones. :P Then we hit up another site that was much older than the first--a nice stretch of Beautiful cornfield:
Rodeo in no time had a piece of a spur. It was sticking halfway out of the dirt:
We continued to dig--and I figured that the rest of the spur was still in the ground somewhere waiting for us. Here's Rodeo working on another recovery:
Now, let me tell you... We have a deal in my team, that if one person finds a piece of a relic, and another person finds another piece of it, then the relic goes to whoever dug the first piece. My mentor and I always had that understanding back in the old days, and I figure it's a good one. I don't believe that a relic should be in two different display cases after a hunt.
So...long story short, I did my duty and found the rest of Rodeo's spur. Even though it was the bigger of the two pieces, it went to Rodeo. (And let me tell you, it was hard to give that one up.)
We continued the hunt, and got a few flat buttons, a toe tap, a child's thimble, a suspender clip, and a few more goodies. Here's Bonzaibrandi swinging away:
Then when it got too dark to see, we drove home and laid our finds out for a good photo:
Friday: On Friday, Rodeo and I went to find yet another spot. The house was in a grassy, fallow field that I thought had been unsowed for only a year (Boy was I wrong!). When we hiked half a mile to the spot through the woods, and the field opened up before us, it was in tall grass!
I figured that we should take a swing since we were there (before the ticks were out in force), and if we could find just one item that would indicate the location of the house, then we'd come back with a scythe and cut and rake the grass off the site. Well...we hunted for several hours in the tall grass, wearing ourselves out, and finding...nothing.
So then we drove to another spot that has been on my list for a while. It was right on the Ohio river, and it looked to be a great spot in a nice, flat soybean field. We got permission from the owner and got into that field, and it felt wonderful to not have to fight for every swing of the coil. So we hunted...and hunted... And just when it seemed that the site was nowhere to be found in that field, we got some iron signals--Right at the EDGE of the cliff! Now normally I just worry about whether or not a spot has been bulldozed, backfilled, or covered in concrete...but this one had literally Washed into the Ohio! Here's a photo of our housesite
Rodeo Recon has the same look on his face that I did: "WTF?" We hunted the slope and the riverbanks to no avail, all the time watching the weather and knowing that if the rain started we had to get out of there, Quick!
Yep. I got the find of the day: A tiny piece of a pewter spoon handle.
So I regrouped, found my resolve again after such a skunking, and headed HB's way on Saturday with Diggergirl to do some hunting in his neck of the woods. We found our spot easily enough, but there wasn't much to be found. DG got another great seal cuff button and a suspender clip, and HB found a WWI-Era toy soldier. We had to get out to the site piggybacking on the ATV since it was so far out in the middle of nowhere:
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I wouldn't like to fall in that river 
And the cliff was so steep that we had to slide down it on our butts with detectors in our arms after we'd tossed the shovels down. Then it was hell to figure out how to climb back up. 
One less thing I have to throw into "What is it?" 
