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My hunting buddy and I decided that if we waited until about 6pm, then it would be cool enough to go back out to the 1800's house site in the pasture.
We arrived, and after moving all our equiptment inside the electric fence that surrounds the pasture, we started to hunt. As usual, he went one way, and I went the other.
The first thing I found was this horse shoe from a work horse. It measures almost 7 inches across, and is about 8 inches long. It is a very heavy horseshoe. The square nails laying inside of the shoe were my next find a few feet away.
Next came these harness rings(could I have found the barn location??) The retangle one is about 3 inches long, and 2 1/2 inches high.
A few feet towards the sidewalk, and I found this oil lamp top, which has the dates, Sept. 19, 1865, and Feb 4 1866, on the little wheel that turns the wick up in the lamp. It is about 3 inches in diameter. It has a name on it, but part of the letters are damaged and unreadable.
Last, but not least, my hunting buddy found this pin/or brooch not far from the sidewalk. The pin that holds it on was broken off, but still in the hole with the rest of it. This pin is about 3 inches long. Here is a front and back view. We can't find any markings on this pin.
Now, to explain the title of this post. The last thing that I started to dig was a spoon. I had the hole dug down to about 6 inches, and could see about 4 inches of the spoon handle sticking straight up out of the center of the hole, but I couldn't pull it free from the ground.
I kept hearing what sounded like my lungs wheezing(which I do sometimes), when my buddy yelled at me, and told me to look up. When I looked up, I could see this pretty huge Angus bull walking toward us, and making this very low gutteral sound as he walked.(that explains the sound I was hearing) We had been told if he came around, just to wave our arms around, and yell at him, and he would leave the area.
WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He kept advancing at us in a slow walk, until he was about 50 yards from us. About this time, my hunting buddy said that maybe we better make tracks for the gate, because if that bull broke into a run, neither one of us could come anywhere near outrunning him. We took off toward the gate, me leaving my hole uncovered, with the spoon still sticking straight up. When we got to the gate, the bull was still coming, and we were frantically throwing out stuff over the gate, trying very hard not to come into contact with the charged fence. We finally got everything out side of the gate, and were able to roll under the electric fence. We watched the bull for a while, and he stopped just about where my open hole was, and proceeded to paw at the earth, throwing huge clouds of dust up, and making it known to us, that this was his pasture, and we didn't belong there. I hated to leave the hole open, for fear that one of the cows would step in it and hurt their leg, but with Mr. bull there, I just didn't have any choice.
A little excitement is good, but my heart didn't slow down for quite a while after that.
We finally decided to leave (it was getting dark anyway), and come back another day.
I staked the place out for the next 3 days, and saw that the cows(and the bull) moved to different parts of the pasture at different times of the day. This pasture is about 1/2 mile wide, and 3/4 of a mile long, with a creek running thru the middle, so we can watch while hunting, and make sure that this bull does not sneak up on us again.
We now know that about 6pm, the cows come to our hunting area, and stay there most of the night, so that time period is definately off limits to metal detecting.
PART TWO:
We went back a few days later(in the late morning) and resumed our hunt. The first thing that I did, was go to my left open hole, and finally free the spoon. It was stuck in between 2 bricks, and very hard to get out. It is a rather large spoon, measuring almost 9 inches in length. I was just sure that one of the cows would step on it, but it was just as I had left it. It is marked on the back, but is worn off, and unreadable.
Next, I found this piece. Its about 1 inch long, and has the impression of a log pressed or etchted into it.
This is a lead top from a squeeze tube of something. It says Woodbury on it.
This is a Remington-UMC Nitro Club 12 ga. shotshell. This dated 1911-1934.
And the last dig of the day, about 3 feet away from where my hunting buddy found the pin/brooch, I dug this "Columbia, USA, 1 1/2 inch diameter pocket watch with a porcelain face. It was originally nickel plated, and the case was made between 1888 and 1910. Gonna do some more research on this one.
Needless to say, that while we were hunting, we kept looking up, and checking the nearby area for Mr. bull. We looked like the guards in a praire dog town, sticking our heads and necks up every so often!! :lol:
Sorry this was so long, but we are having a ball in this pasture(except for running from the bull), and I wanted to share this stuff with you.
No coins yet, but I just know that they are there.
Happy Hunting.
sounder
We arrived, and after moving all our equiptment inside the electric fence that surrounds the pasture, we started to hunt. As usual, he went one way, and I went the other.
The first thing I found was this horse shoe from a work horse. It measures almost 7 inches across, and is about 8 inches long. It is a very heavy horseshoe. The square nails laying inside of the shoe were my next find a few feet away.
Next came these harness rings(could I have found the barn location??) The retangle one is about 3 inches long, and 2 1/2 inches high.
A few feet towards the sidewalk, and I found this oil lamp top, which has the dates, Sept. 19, 1865, and Feb 4 1866, on the little wheel that turns the wick up in the lamp. It is about 3 inches in diameter. It has a name on it, but part of the letters are damaged and unreadable.
Last, but not least, my hunting buddy found this pin/or brooch not far from the sidewalk. The pin that holds it on was broken off, but still in the hole with the rest of it. This pin is about 3 inches long. Here is a front and back view. We can't find any markings on this pin.
Now, to explain the title of this post. The last thing that I started to dig was a spoon. I had the hole dug down to about 6 inches, and could see about 4 inches of the spoon handle sticking straight up out of the center of the hole, but I couldn't pull it free from the ground.
I kept hearing what sounded like my lungs wheezing(which I do sometimes), when my buddy yelled at me, and told me to look up. When I looked up, I could see this pretty huge Angus bull walking toward us, and making this very low gutteral sound as he walked.(that explains the sound I was hearing) We had been told if he came around, just to wave our arms around, and yell at him, and he would leave the area.
WRONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He kept advancing at us in a slow walk, until he was about 50 yards from us. About this time, my hunting buddy said that maybe we better make tracks for the gate, because if that bull broke into a run, neither one of us could come anywhere near outrunning him. We took off toward the gate, me leaving my hole uncovered, with the spoon still sticking straight up. When we got to the gate, the bull was still coming, and we were frantically throwing out stuff over the gate, trying very hard not to come into contact with the charged fence. We finally got everything out side of the gate, and were able to roll under the electric fence. We watched the bull for a while, and he stopped just about where my open hole was, and proceeded to paw at the earth, throwing huge clouds of dust up, and making it known to us, that this was his pasture, and we didn't belong there. I hated to leave the hole open, for fear that one of the cows would step in it and hurt their leg, but with Mr. bull there, I just didn't have any choice.
A little excitement is good, but my heart didn't slow down for quite a while after that.
We finally decided to leave (it was getting dark anyway), and come back another day.
I staked the place out for the next 3 days, and saw that the cows(and the bull) moved to different parts of the pasture at different times of the day. This pasture is about 1/2 mile wide, and 3/4 of a mile long, with a creek running thru the middle, so we can watch while hunting, and make sure that this bull does not sneak up on us again.
We now know that about 6pm, the cows come to our hunting area, and stay there most of the night, so that time period is definately off limits to metal detecting.
PART TWO:
We went back a few days later(in the late morning) and resumed our hunt. The first thing that I did, was go to my left open hole, and finally free the spoon. It was stuck in between 2 bricks, and very hard to get out. It is a rather large spoon, measuring almost 9 inches in length. I was just sure that one of the cows would step on it, but it was just as I had left it. It is marked on the back, but is worn off, and unreadable.
Next, I found this piece. Its about 1 inch long, and has the impression of a log pressed or etchted into it.
This is a lead top from a squeeze tube of something. It says Woodbury on it.
This is a Remington-UMC Nitro Club 12 ga. shotshell. This dated 1911-1934.
And the last dig of the day, about 3 feet away from where my hunting buddy found the pin/brooch, I dug this "Columbia, USA, 1 1/2 inch diameter pocket watch with a porcelain face. It was originally nickel plated, and the case was made between 1888 and 1910. Gonna do some more research on this one.
Needless to say, that while we were hunting, we kept looking up, and checking the nearby area for Mr. bull. We looked like the guards in a praire dog town, sticking our heads and necks up every so often!! :lol:
Sorry this was so long, but we are having a ball in this pasture(except for running from the bull), and I wanted to share this stuff with you.
No coins yet, but I just know that they are there.
Happy Hunting.
sounder
Great story Sounder! 
