Silver Tree Chaser
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So, we've all been there. Out in the middle of a big old field, and need some privacy to take a simple number one. I was with a couple of guys years ago who went all together at the same time along the edge of a field, sort of like a police line up; they were facing into the brush of course but were still in plain sight! I thought they should have been a bit more discrete as a residence was located nearby.
Earlier this week, I was out detecting and had to go - no, not leave - go for a number one. I had been detecting for 2+ hours and dug one toasted copper (Are there any other kind?
) and had not much else to show for my efforts other than a need to do my business somewhere in the brush - badly. I had to take a bit of walk along the field as the brush all along the side was too thick to enter. I really had to go (again - the other kind) and quickened my pace until I stopped short for a promising signal. Certainly, my bladder felt like it was ready to explode 
, but heck, I'm going to keep swinging as I walk even if my swing is not exactly wide and overlapping. So I toss down my digger to mark the spot and continue walking, nearly running 
down of the side of the field and find a small clearing. Ahhhhhhhh! Okay, now I'm good to go. I walk back onto the field take about five steps and hit on a good signal. It turned out to be a small Spanish half-reale. It was real worn, but hey, I'm not going to complain about scoring Spanish silver on a bathroom run. I worked the immediate area around the coin and found nothing else. I then proceeded to the signal marked by my hand digger. I cut a plug and what do I find? I recovered another Spanish silver half-reale dated 1786. I found nothing else worth mentioning for the next hour or so. Here's some photos.
dug condition
end result after treatment with short electrolysis cook
Towards the end of my search, I considered chugging down some bottled water that might eventually require another retreat into the woods and the opportunity to come upon more Spanish silver, but that would have been just silly or maybe not?
Earlier this week, I was out detecting and had to go - no, not leave - go for a number one. I had been detecting for 2+ hours and dug one toasted copper (Are there any other kind?
) and had not much else to show for my efforts other than a need to do my business somewhere in the brush - badly. I had to take a bit of walk along the field as the brush all along the side was too thick to enter. I really had to go (again - the other kind) and quickened my pace until I stopped short for a promising signal. Certainly, my bladder felt like it was ready to explode , but heck, I'm going to keep swinging as I walk even if my swing is not exactly wide and overlapping. So I toss down my digger to mark the spot and continue walking, nearly running down of the side of the field and find a small clearing. Ahhhhhhhh! Okay, now I'm good to go. I walk back onto the field take about five steps and hit on a good signal. It turned out to be a small Spanish half-reale. It was real worn, but hey, I'm not going to complain about scoring Spanish silver on a bathroom run. I worked the immediate area around the coin and found nothing else. I then proceeded to the signal marked by my hand digger. I cut a plug and what do I find? I recovered another Spanish silver half-reale dated 1786. I found nothing else worth mentioning for the next hour or so. Here's some photos.dug condition
end result after treatment with short electrolysis cook
Towards the end of my search, I considered chugging down some bottled water that might eventually require another retreat into the woods and the opportunity to come upon more Spanish silver, but that would have been just silly or maybe not?
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