Colonial KirkPA
Bronze Member
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2007
- Messages
- 3,846
- Reaction score
- 9
- Golden Thread
- 0
- Location
- Colonial, PA
- Detector(s) used
- White's Pro XL
Dudes, the day started with Paco giving me a call at around 3 p.m. Eastern time, "Dude, do you want to look for treasures today? Oh, by the way, I will be running in Mixed-mode audio, bud. Indeed, my MXT is in from Mr. Howard at White's!" I think the conversation went on for about 3 more minutes and I ended it with a, "Hell yeah, bra! Detecting we shall do!"
Well, the three massive, undorky detectorists finally arrived at the destination: Coppa field. We all started to sweep our datectas in the same area, in hopes of gleaning some buried historical relics, coins, buttons, other relics, spoons, forks, muskets, clay pipe stems, pottery, oyta shells, and other awesome relics from da field. Dudes, the 1st dude to yelp out a find was my brotha, Zoy. He yelled, and I mean YELLED, "Button!" I don't know why he screamed it...we were only 3 feet from him. A couple of minutes after that find, he shouted out, "Clay pipe...no tobacca in it!"
The three undorky detecting dudes kept at this great hob and Paco was the next dude to scream out a find. "I got a buttttttton! Dude, it was really deep, on edge." After that, I walked up some more cornrows in hopes of getting a goody-good-goodster enough sig to dig. But, dat sig wasn't a gonna to happen until a half hour more. So, since I have some, "Sixth Cents...I mean, Sixth Sense," and I knew I wasn't going to find anything good for another half hour, I decided to perform some antics for my own entertainment. I skipped over rows gracefully, stated some corny metal detecting jokes to myself, dug gaping holes without covering them and then going back with a giggle and covering them, tinkering with my controls to lose a few inches of depth, tossing my shovel in the air and catching it with one hand, taking my shoes and socks off to air my tootsies, and other hilarious KirkPA antics. Well, after putting my socks back on, and picking my datecta back up, I got a nice hit....let me state, it gave me an "L" on "Half" on my trusty analog Pro XL 6000 formally the di Pro 6000 and brotha of the 5900 di Pro analog White's datecta Oh, just so you other dudes who have different machines know where it read, I will state your detector's reading. For a Minelab, it would have read at an upper right cross-hair with a conductivity of 34 and a ferrous of 4 with an alien gobble. The Shadow X5 would have coin checked on "wilver." A Fisher would have given off a high tone, baby. An Ace 250 would have blocked on the 50 cent piece icon, honey. I think you dudes get the hint. <grin>
Now, back to the hit...the detecting "hit" that is, buds. hahaha On my White's, it read a nice "Half" and pinpointed at 1.5". Before getting down to dig, I decided to purposely dig right into the target, so I pinpointed a little to the right. When I shoved my relic shovel into the turf, I heard a loud "chink." At this sound, I started to smile because I knew what I had done. Oh, the target turned out to be a 1944 Walking Liberty with a slight deckmark on the babe. Buckleboy, I did this one for, bud. You should feel honored! hahaha
The day ended soon after this good dig and we all met at our treasure vehichles. We gave each other numerous handshakes and chatted about our White's machines for a bit until we could no longer come up with anything else to say so we decided to head on home in hopes of posting this find at a decent time so I can get to my bed at a decent time so that I don't wake up grumpy and start tomorrow off on a bad note. Ahhhh, that was well stated.
*All relics, including my wilver, was found on Carl and Barb's private property with total consent from Carl and Barb.
LMFAO!
Well, the three massive, undorky detectorists finally arrived at the destination: Coppa field. We all started to sweep our datectas in the same area, in hopes of gleaning some buried historical relics, coins, buttons, other relics, spoons, forks, muskets, clay pipe stems, pottery, oyta shells, and other awesome relics from da field. Dudes, the 1st dude to yelp out a find was my brotha, Zoy. He yelled, and I mean YELLED, "Button!" I don't know why he screamed it...we were only 3 feet from him. A couple of minutes after that find, he shouted out, "Clay pipe...no tobacca in it!"
The three undorky detecting dudes kept at this great hob and Paco was the next dude to scream out a find. "I got a buttttttton! Dude, it was really deep, on edge." After that, I walked up some more cornrows in hopes of getting a goody-good-goodster enough sig to dig. But, dat sig wasn't a gonna to happen until a half hour more. So, since I have some, "Sixth Cents...I mean, Sixth Sense," and I knew I wasn't going to find anything good for another half hour, I decided to perform some antics for my own entertainment. I skipped over rows gracefully, stated some corny metal detecting jokes to myself, dug gaping holes without covering them and then going back with a giggle and covering them, tinkering with my controls to lose a few inches of depth, tossing my shovel in the air and catching it with one hand, taking my shoes and socks off to air my tootsies, and other hilarious KirkPA antics. Well, after putting my socks back on, and picking my datecta back up, I got a nice hit....let me state, it gave me an "L" on "Half" on my trusty analog Pro XL 6000 formally the di Pro 6000 and brotha of the 5900 di Pro analog White's datecta Oh, just so you other dudes who have different machines know where it read, I will state your detector's reading. For a Minelab, it would have read at an upper right cross-hair with a conductivity of 34 and a ferrous of 4 with an alien gobble. The Shadow X5 would have coin checked on "wilver." A Fisher would have given off a high tone, baby. An Ace 250 would have blocked on the 50 cent piece icon, honey. I think you dudes get the hint. <grin>
Now, back to the hit...the detecting "hit" that is, buds. hahaha On my White's, it read a nice "Half" and pinpointed at 1.5". Before getting down to dig, I decided to purposely dig right into the target, so I pinpointed a little to the right. When I shoved my relic shovel into the turf, I heard a loud "chink." At this sound, I started to smile because I knew what I had done. Oh, the target turned out to be a 1944 Walking Liberty with a slight deckmark on the babe. Buckleboy, I did this one for, bud. You should feel honored! hahaha
The day ended soon after this good dig and we all met at our treasure vehichles. We gave each other numerous handshakes and chatted about our White's machines for a bit until we could no longer come up with anything else to say so we decided to head on home in hopes of posting this find at a decent time so I can get to my bed at a decent time so that I don't wake up grumpy and start tomorrow off on a bad note. Ahhhh, that was well stated.
*All relics, including my wilver, was found on Carl and Barb's private property with total consent from Carl and Barb.
LMFAO!
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