daytondigger
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OK, so it wasn't today's finds, more like last Sunday's hunt. Ron invited me up to hunt with him once again and I gladly accepted. He had gained permission to detect another old place. Through the fog and drizzle, this one appeared to be little more than a tar paper shack but with many outbuildings. On his previous trip here he had dug numerous wheat pennies. We began digging targets and discovered either wheats, nails or harmonica reeds. I was envisioning some hobo looking guys sitting around playing their harmonicas and reaching into their thread bare clothes to discover once again the few pennies in their pockets had fallen through the holes. Or perhaps it was a game of pitching pennies..........EVERYWHERE. But not a nickel nor a dime nor a quarter would be let loose upon the soil of this mini farm. We then packed our bags and headed to an old park that Ron had some decent results at with injuns and wheats. I took an exploratory loop around the perimeter of the park and managed a '59 memorial, a '42 wheat some clad and some more nails. It seems that a storm, a tornado perhaps, had hit a nail factory in Ron's area at some time and scattered them across the land. I'm talking good nails with coin like readings, not your mamby-pamby low tone iron type signals. We felt as though we were against the clock to find something decent before nightfall. We went to the site of his half dime discovery. Did I mention the weather? Cool, breezy, foggy and scattered showers. Mid morning the wind was Southerly and rather warmish. At the last hunt site before dark, it switched to the North and began to howl. A nice frosty Arctic breeze. My first target came quick, a small crotal looking bell. Next a very deep flying eagle cent.......I mean wheat 
and then another. The next half hour or 45 minutes was a mixture of wandering and wondering. Finally on my way back to the car to escape the bitter wind, I dug a nice seated liberty dime......I mean a '45 merc 
and then another. The next half hour or 45 minutes was a mixture of wandering and wondering. Finally on my way back to the car to escape the bitter wind, I dug a nice seated liberty dime......I mean a '45 merc
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Looks like snow tonight so i don't know if you want to do an arctic hunt on sat or sun 
