artyfacts
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- May 1, 2010
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Had a short hunt yesterday and thrilled that I didn't get kicked off the property. I was given permission to hunt an old property by the caretaker two years ago. She lived in the carriage house and the nephew to the owner lived in the servants house. I had met her years ago. I finally got her number from an acquaintance to ask permission to hunt. I had done artwork for the owners son who had built a house on the corner of the property 300 yards from the main house 15 years ago. I didn't metal detect back then. I tried getting in touch with the son five years ago to ask permission once the metal detecting bug bit me, but he had moved to his winter home and only returned for holidays until this year. I would always call before I detected and this time the caretaker informed me she had left the property but to go ahead and metal detect, "you know the nephew". While hunting a few weeks ago a white German Shepherd barked at me for five minutes approaching me twenty yards at a time until a woman appeared from the direction of the owners sons house, their back... It was the wife of the son who commissioned me for the artwork years ago. She was irate that I was on the property and that I didn't call. I informed her of the situation and arrangements I had made prior to being there and that I had hunted the field a number of times prior. She calmed down a little and gave me her husbands number and asked that I call him before I hunt again. I could tell she still wasn't happy but didn't ask me to leave, so I kept metal detecting. On my way back to the truck I could see her husband walking towards me with a big smile, we met in the middle of the field and shook hands again, fifteen years later. He was my age, and very friendly. He informed me his wife didn't want anybody on the property but he would try to work it out. I thanked him and said I would give him a call. Well the weather was going to be in the fifties so I gave it a go and called. He said it would be alright but asked if I could be off the field by three thirty. I replied, "with wings on my feet". I guess she was due home at four, got to love it, glad he wore the pants. I hunted for three hours yesterday, the main open field never really produced but the wooded area with paths through the mess of briars produced some nice coins. The clog clasp was the first target followed by the solid cast coat button with gilt, a chape, blowhole button, slide buckle, suspender hook or slide. I went back to the area I dug the 1739 George the ll and was thrilled to get a small signal three yards from where I dug the 39. I removed the first plug and swung my detector over the hole and a bright copper signal dropped me to my knees with my pinpointer. It was another nice looking Georgie, a 1735 to end my hunt. I left at three o'clock, life is sweet...
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