Colonial KirkPA
Silver Member
PACO and I decided to try our luck at some trrreasure hunting tonight. PACO called at 4:45 p.m. Eastern time, and stated, "Is Kirk there?" I stated, in a girly voice, "No, you must have the wrong #, but you sound sexy." I think that scared him because I waited for a little bit until I heard that sexy womanly babe on the other line, "If you would like to make a call, please hang up and try again...etc." 
At 4:47 p.m., I dialed Pac's # and once he picked it up, I stated, in a tough voice, "Pac, you want to datect?" After I stated "datect," I started to burst out in KirkPA laughter...I then said, "Dude, I was the girly girl on the line. You've been had by KirkPA." After he chuckled, we both made our minds up to go relic hunting. We set our metal datectin' sights on the small field that has produced at the superly productive farm.
With our trusty White's machines packed up in Pac's truck, we made our way to the destination. The entire conversation to the site was about metal detecting. We must be really superficial in thought or really single-minded about this great hobby. Hmmmm...maybe next time I will start a chat about politics...that may be really fun and exciting.
Once again, PACO parked his really old truck and we started to make our way down the country road. This time, no lovely babes passed by, so I couldn't put out the vibe. No big deal: I will let my White's machine put out the vibe in the relic field. I decided to focus my professional metal detecting determination at the corner of the field where we pulled out some old coins and but-tins. Oh, I forgot to mention...Carl chopped the grass down suuuper low, so my coil could grace the soil more easily. Oh, I forgot to mention...while walking to the corner, I saw a rattlesnake...he rattled that rattle, but I ignored him...my thought, "He won't hurt me. I am only metal datectin'." So, with the rattlesnake somewhere in the area, I set my concentration to a maximum and tuned out all further outside interference, such as cars beeping, birds gobbling, rattlers rattling, etc.
With my metal datectin' concentration at its highest, I locked in on a super jumpy sig that pinpointed at 4". Just in case someone was watching me and I needed to look like a pro, I decided to hit the sig at different angles. I also had that look of "curiosity" on my face...that way, the person who I thought may have been watching would think, "Oh my, I wonder what the handsome chap is locking in on? Indubitably, he looks like he knows what he is doing. Trilly, look at him. Is he good or what?" Trilly would state, "He is good. Awww, and he is very cute, too." That conversation would go on for about 5 minutes because that was how long it took me to finally dig the target. I slammed my relic shovel into the ground and twisted it really hard to loosen the soil. I got some dirt on the shovel and slammed it on the ground. The digging process took about 1 minute because I was too busy slamming dirt down. I then decided to stand up and lock in on the target again...."Oh, good, she is out of the hole." So, I charged up my probe and finally got the buzz in the super messy dirt. The sig turned out to be an 1853 three-cent wilver piece. After recovering it, I looked up with a grin on my face and yelled to Pac, "Dude, three-cent wilver!" He stated, "What, three-cent silver?" I stated, "No, three-cent wilver." He ran over and congratulated me with numerous handshakes...this is what the hobby is all about, folks.
The day soon ended after that awesome find. I also found 2 buttons in the same area. Dudes and dudettes, this is my 2nd three-cent wilver piece...I found one last year (1853). Dudes and dudettes, this is my 2nd three-cent piece this year...I found the nickel variety two weeks ago.
Oh, before I forget, this field has produced: 1854 coppa, 17th century coppa, 2 Indian Heads, 1887 V-nickel, 1864 Two-center, Flying Eagle penny, 1858 three-cent wilver piece, 1853 three-cent wilver piece, and numerous buttons.
In case you didn't read the thread "Top 25 Metal Datectorists on Tnet" at the Comedy Central board, check it out. There will be a shocker on week 4!
White's strikes again.
*All relics were found on finable private property with consent from the sweet landowners.
At 4:47 p.m., I dialed Pac's # and once he picked it up, I stated, in a tough voice, "Pac, you want to datect?" After I stated "datect," I started to burst out in KirkPA laughter...I then said, "Dude, I was the girly girl on the line. You've been had by KirkPA." After he chuckled, we both made our minds up to go relic hunting. We set our metal datectin' sights on the small field that has produced at the superly productive farm.With our trusty White's machines packed up in Pac's truck, we made our way to the destination. The entire conversation to the site was about metal detecting. We must be really superficial in thought or really single-minded about this great hobby. Hmmmm...maybe next time I will start a chat about politics...that may be really fun and exciting.
Once again, PACO parked his really old truck and we started to make our way down the country road. This time, no lovely babes passed by, so I couldn't put out the vibe. No big deal: I will let my White's machine put out the vibe in the relic field. I decided to focus my professional metal detecting determination at the corner of the field where we pulled out some old coins and but-tins. Oh, I forgot to mention...Carl chopped the grass down suuuper low, so my coil could grace the soil more easily. Oh, I forgot to mention...while walking to the corner, I saw a rattlesnake...he rattled that rattle, but I ignored him...my thought, "He won't hurt me. I am only metal datectin'." So, with the rattlesnake somewhere in the area, I set my concentration to a maximum and tuned out all further outside interference, such as cars beeping, birds gobbling, rattlers rattling, etc.
With my metal datectin' concentration at its highest, I locked in on a super jumpy sig that pinpointed at 4". Just in case someone was watching me and I needed to look like a pro, I decided to hit the sig at different angles. I also had that look of "curiosity" on my face...that way, the person who I thought may have been watching would think, "Oh my, I wonder what the handsome chap is locking in on? Indubitably, he looks like he knows what he is doing. Trilly, look at him. Is he good or what?" Trilly would state, "He is good. Awww, and he is very cute, too." That conversation would go on for about 5 minutes because that was how long it took me to finally dig the target. I slammed my relic shovel into the ground and twisted it really hard to loosen the soil. I got some dirt on the shovel and slammed it on the ground. The digging process took about 1 minute because I was too busy slamming dirt down. I then decided to stand up and lock in on the target again...."Oh, good, she is out of the hole." So, I charged up my probe and finally got the buzz in the super messy dirt. The sig turned out to be an 1853 three-cent wilver piece. After recovering it, I looked up with a grin on my face and yelled to Pac, "Dude, three-cent wilver!" He stated, "What, three-cent silver?" I stated, "No, three-cent wilver." He ran over and congratulated me with numerous handshakes...this is what the hobby is all about, folks.
The day soon ended after that awesome find. I also found 2 buttons in the same area. Dudes and dudettes, this is my 2nd three-cent wilver piece...I found one last year (1853). Dudes and dudettes, this is my 2nd three-cent piece this year...I found the nickel variety two weeks ago.
Oh, before I forget, this field has produced: 1854 coppa, 17th century coppa, 2 Indian Heads, 1887 V-nickel, 1864 Two-center, Flying Eagle penny, 1858 three-cent wilver piece, 1853 three-cent wilver piece, and numerous buttons.
In case you didn't read the thread "Top 25 Metal Datectorists on Tnet" at the Comedy Central board, check it out. There will be a shocker on week 4!
White's strikes again.
*All relics were found on finable private property with consent from the sweet landowners.
Bra, we have been kicking some a$$ in Central PA, bra! 
