Danimal
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We decided to once again try our hand at exploring a ghost town that I have been researching for a while. Several deer hunters I met told me about the area and on our first expedition there we were hampered by deep snow. At that time the only coin find was a 1918 Buff by Nate, and Bob (Mirage) had found a Knight's Templar-engraved lid to some type of tin.
Today's conditions were much improved from then and this time our friend Don (from DFXonly) joined in. We all met up at 7:30am and piled into Bob's van with all our gear. The drive there is about 1-1/2hrs and ends in a series of dirt roads. Today I wish I still had my old Ford Bronco because we could have literally driven right up to the hunting spots rather than hike. I think we covered about 4 miles altogether hiking but in association with all the bending and standing it felt like much much more (on top of me carrying my overkill backpack )
With the snow cover gone two things were quickly apparent:
1) Finding details like cellarholes, wells and such is MUCH easier!
2) People are PIGS. These areas have been used by hunters for decades, and it shows. Trash was EVERYWHERE and it was, at times, sickening. One cellarhole we found must have been one of the grander homes in the area long ago because of it's size and diversity, but was filled 3 feet deep with modern trash. We could not begin to hunt in the immediate area because of the ear-numbing volume of shallow trash.
I found a bottle dump near one hole and while the others moved on I stayed and dug, hoping for an intact bottle because there were GREAT looking pieces and parts everywhere, but alas it was not to be. Still got some cool bits. One area I hunted while hiking the mile back to meet the others had a really neat old heart-shaped seat made of concrete with inlaid seashells just sitting abandoned in the woods near two big pine trees.
As we were about to leave and find a place to eat, I talked them into driving further down one road because my 1903 map showed another home and I figured we would only stop if it was obvious where it was. Bingo...big trees, etc.
I found there my first "fattie" IH, but this sucker's rough rough rough. I did a few things to try and bring out detail, but corrosion was too rampant. Since you CAN see the shield on the reverse, it's not an 1859....
Here's some pics. Enjoy!
Unloading the van
Don firing his DFX up
Don hoping for a coin!
Collection of cool glass bits
Awesome loveseat w/seashell trim!
Detail on old loveseat
Trinkets layed out during lunchbreak
Stone lined well
Another well with cap propped up
Finds cleaned up
Closeup of fattie (told ya it was rough)
Dunno if we'll be back there. Lotta driving and hiking and so far the coin "density" leaved MUCH to be desired. Don't get me wrong. I am thrilled to have dug my oldest IH to date...it's just that between us today we hunted 40 man-hours and came away with three coins. I'll let the others say what they found. Time to keep trying new areas.
HH all
Today's conditions were much improved from then and this time our friend Don (from DFXonly) joined in. We all met up at 7:30am and piled into Bob's van with all our gear. The drive there is about 1-1/2hrs and ends in a series of dirt roads. Today I wish I still had my old Ford Bronco because we could have literally driven right up to the hunting spots rather than hike. I think we covered about 4 miles altogether hiking but in association with all the bending and standing it felt like much much more (on top of me carrying my overkill backpack )
With the snow cover gone two things were quickly apparent:
1) Finding details like cellarholes, wells and such is MUCH easier!
2) People are PIGS. These areas have been used by hunters for decades, and it shows. Trash was EVERYWHERE and it was, at times, sickening. One cellarhole we found must have been one of the grander homes in the area long ago because of it's size and diversity, but was filled 3 feet deep with modern trash. We could not begin to hunt in the immediate area because of the ear-numbing volume of shallow trash.
I found a bottle dump near one hole and while the others moved on I stayed and dug, hoping for an intact bottle because there were GREAT looking pieces and parts everywhere, but alas it was not to be. Still got some cool bits. One area I hunted while hiking the mile back to meet the others had a really neat old heart-shaped seat made of concrete with inlaid seashells just sitting abandoned in the woods near two big pine trees.
As we were about to leave and find a place to eat, I talked them into driving further down one road because my 1903 map showed another home and I figured we would only stop if it was obvious where it was. Bingo...big trees, etc.
I found there my first "fattie" IH, but this sucker's rough rough rough. I did a few things to try and bring out detail, but corrosion was too rampant. Since you CAN see the shield on the reverse, it's not an 1859....
Here's some pics. Enjoy!
Unloading the van
Don firing his DFX up
Don hoping for a coin!
Collection of cool glass bits
Awesome loveseat w/seashell trim!
Detail on old loveseat
Trinkets layed out during lunchbreak
Stone lined well
Another well with cap propped up
Finds cleaned up
Closeup of fattie (told ya it was rough)
Dunno if we'll be back there. Lotta driving and hiking and so far the coin "density" leaved MUCH to be desired. Don't get me wrong. I am thrilled to have dug my oldest IH to date...it's just that between us today we hunted 40 man-hours and came away with three coins. I'll let the others say what they found. Time to keep trying new areas.
HH all
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