Well. Today wasn't a bad day in that I got to get out and enjoy the sun...even if it was windy and only in the upper 40's!
I began by heading to an area that old maps indicated once held a one room school house, but is now a young, overgrown woods. The conditions were, to put it mildly were horrible. I could hardly swing the coil 6 inches without bumping into a young tree, brush, bush, stick or log. The occasional clearer area held soupy ground (from yesterdays heavy rain). But, I did locate a few targets....sadly they were just trash. Never did locate the foundation as I'd hoped. Maybe it's still there...or maybe it's now long gone. Either way, it's a tough area to try to swing a coil. No visible mature trees that might have made for a logical area to search (as in maybe the kids would have gathered there on a warm day....). After an hour of that I gave up and headed to my current favorite spot...the local park that fed me a buffalo last week.
When I arrived my favorite spot (around an old picnic table) was occupied by a picnicking family, so I headed to another area of the park (an area that I know gets hit by other detectorists). I was working the F70 today as part of my attempt at finally getting to know how that machine sounds.
First thing I noticed is that there were nickel targets literally everywhere! In some spots swinging the coil was a nearly constant beep, beep, beep, beep! That made for slow going as I stopped and studied the display to see what the numbers were doing. If they were too jumpy, I just moved on. If they stayed halfway consistent I would dig (or if I just was curious). That netted me a nice bag of sta-tabs and can slaw! After an hour of that I'd had enough and cranked the disc up to 65 (everything blocked except copper pennies and above). Finally my ears could rest a bit!
(As an experiment, I did dig a few of those jumpy targets....they all resulted in can slaw....). Also, just thought I'd mention those tabs are evil! More than once the F70 promised me a nickel to a fair degree of confidence and it turned out to be a tab!
So, after spending a couple of hours at the park I decided to call it a day and head home. I would have stayed longer, but I promised the dog I'd play with him when I got back and I didn't want to let him down....
Attached photo is the net of today's keepers...pretty much a typical day for me. Does this reflect a typical hunt for y'all too?
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I began by heading to an area that old maps indicated once held a one room school house, but is now a young, overgrown woods. The conditions were, to put it mildly were horrible. I could hardly swing the coil 6 inches without bumping into a young tree, brush, bush, stick or log. The occasional clearer area held soupy ground (from yesterdays heavy rain). But, I did locate a few targets....sadly they were just trash. Never did locate the foundation as I'd hoped. Maybe it's still there...or maybe it's now long gone. Either way, it's a tough area to try to swing a coil. No visible mature trees that might have made for a logical area to search (as in maybe the kids would have gathered there on a warm day....). After an hour of that I gave up and headed to my current favorite spot...the local park that fed me a buffalo last week.
When I arrived my favorite spot (around an old picnic table) was occupied by a picnicking family, so I headed to another area of the park (an area that I know gets hit by other detectorists). I was working the F70 today as part of my attempt at finally getting to know how that machine sounds.
First thing I noticed is that there were nickel targets literally everywhere! In some spots swinging the coil was a nearly constant beep, beep, beep, beep! That made for slow going as I stopped and studied the display to see what the numbers were doing. If they were too jumpy, I just moved on. If they stayed halfway consistent I would dig (or if I just was curious). That netted me a nice bag of sta-tabs and can slaw! After an hour of that I'd had enough and cranked the disc up to 65 (everything blocked except copper pennies and above). Finally my ears could rest a bit!
(As an experiment, I did dig a few of those jumpy targets....they all resulted in can slaw....). Also, just thought I'd mention those tabs are evil! More than once the F70 promised me a nickel to a fair degree of confidence and it turned out to be a tab!
So, after spending a couple of hours at the park I decided to call it a day and head home. I would have stayed longer, but I promised the dog I'd play with him when I got back and I didn't want to let him down....
Attached photo is the net of today's keepers...pretty much a typical day for me. Does this reflect a typical hunt for y'all too?
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