against the wind
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- Jul 27, 2015
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Recently I ran into a fellow coil swinger while on a hunt. We shared the same hill on that hunt and we both came away with a few silvers, a new friendship, and an exchange of information. I told him about an area I was working up in the woods of Westchester County. It's a private permission, but I can take whoever I want as long as I'm with them.
He told me about an old house location and about how he dug some large coppers. He said that if you move a little away from the early settlement, you will get nothing old.
Most of us can't believe the crazy weather we are getting, so when I heard the prediction of 50 degrees and sunny for today, I decided to check this place out. Loaded up the bike, got some gas, and headed for a place that I was hoping would give up a little silver. Boy, was I in for a surprise. Had a little problem following the directions, but after a few turns here and there, I rolled up on a grove that had some huge old trees.
I turned on the DEUS and decided to go with a program that a friend tightened me up with. It's a silver sniffer and helps me stay away from digging those bottle caps that sometimes sound so good.
I picked a hilly area that sloped downward under the trees. An excellent place for a picnic back in the day. I sometimes try to envision what the ladies perceive as a romantic place to relax and make goo-goo eyes at each other. When that mood is set, no one is paying attention to what may slip out of the pockets.
My very first coin was a 91 at about 8 inches. At that depth, I'm digging. Turned out to be a wheat penny. The very next signal is a 92 / 95 at 8 inches. I'm thinking maybe a silver dime, possibly a silver quarter. I dig a good plug about 6 inches deep and hit the hole with my pin pointer. There is a strong signal in the hole. I scoop out what I can with my hand and check the hole. Nothing, I check my dirt pile and finally locate a good signal. It's shiny and really small. I'm thinking,,, oh my, I finally got a 3 center. I flake off a little dirt, hoping to see a roman numeral III.
Instead, I see an eagle with 5c. under it. Wait a minute, I flip it over and I see a Capped Bust with an 1832 date. NO WAY!!!
Wow,,, took a few pictures and then sent them to a friend. His response,, Dude,, That's a F*^&##(* half dime!!!!
I remember finding a skeleton key after the Half Dime but I have to be honest. The remaining 3 hours of the hunt were a blur.
You know, I see my fellow Tnet Members post their super cool finds and I always say, man that is nice. I'm genuinely happy for them. Today I'm happy for me. This is a dream coin and a Bucket Lister for most of us. I'm really glad to experience the fact that there are still some old coins waiting to be found. I was hoping for a place that would give up a "little" silver and that's exactly what I got.
He told me about an old house location and about how he dug some large coppers. He said that if you move a little away from the early settlement, you will get nothing old.
Most of us can't believe the crazy weather we are getting, so when I heard the prediction of 50 degrees and sunny for today, I decided to check this place out. Loaded up the bike, got some gas, and headed for a place that I was hoping would give up a little silver. Boy, was I in for a surprise. Had a little problem following the directions, but after a few turns here and there, I rolled up on a grove that had some huge old trees.
I turned on the DEUS and decided to go with a program that a friend tightened me up with. It's a silver sniffer and helps me stay away from digging those bottle caps that sometimes sound so good.
I picked a hilly area that sloped downward under the trees. An excellent place for a picnic back in the day. I sometimes try to envision what the ladies perceive as a romantic place to relax and make goo-goo eyes at each other. When that mood is set, no one is paying attention to what may slip out of the pockets.
My very first coin was a 91 at about 8 inches. At that depth, I'm digging. Turned out to be a wheat penny. The very next signal is a 92 / 95 at 8 inches. I'm thinking maybe a silver dime, possibly a silver quarter. I dig a good plug about 6 inches deep and hit the hole with my pin pointer. There is a strong signal in the hole. I scoop out what I can with my hand and check the hole. Nothing, I check my dirt pile and finally locate a good signal. It's shiny and really small. I'm thinking,,, oh my, I finally got a 3 center. I flake off a little dirt, hoping to see a roman numeral III.
Instead, I see an eagle with 5c. under it. Wait a minute, I flip it over and I see a Capped Bust with an 1832 date. NO WAY!!!
Wow,,, took a few pictures and then sent them to a friend. His response,, Dude,, That's a F*^&##(* half dime!!!!
I remember finding a skeleton key after the Half Dime but I have to be honest. The remaining 3 hours of the hunt were a blur.
You know, I see my fellow Tnet Members post their super cool finds and I always say, man that is nice. I'm genuinely happy for them. Today I'm happy for me. This is a dream coin and a Bucket Lister for most of us. I'm really glad to experience the fact that there are still some old coins waiting to be found. I was hoping for a place that would give up a "little" silver and that's exactly what I got.
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