Colonial KirkPA
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Yo, Tnet forum dudes, you may have been wondering, "Hmmmm, where has the great KirkPA gone?" To alleviate that turmoil in your great detecting minds, I am back in full forum mode! I was having computer problems, so I couldn't even check out the great threads that were being posted, such as those from DFX-Gregg, Frodov, Captn_SE, {Sentinel}, BuckleBoy, Danimal, etc. Even though I couldn't grace you sweet men with my angelic-like presence, you were still on my mind. At times, I would wonder, "Did DFX-Gregg pounce on 10K yet? Hmmm, I wonder if Frodov is still pounding his sites? Has Danimal stuck anymore coppas?" As some of you dudes may already know, great minds, like mine, spend time in contemplation. For long hours on end, during my absence from this forum, I pondered the gulf between my soul: metal detecting loneliness. At this Penn-sa-vain-ya hour and minute, I am truly thankful to be welcomed back to this forum...thanks for the welcoming hugs and kisses. From my honest metal detecting heart, I kiss thy own gentle hand and display my gentle lipstick mark for you dudes to view. Also, if you would be so kind, imprint that image into your own heart and like a lit candle, allow it to flutter in its own purity with your every thought of love for KirkPA.
Back to the metal detecting adventure....
Hunt 1: Thursdee. Where: The Coronet Field. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO
To make a long metal detecting short (like zoyboy always states), we hit our super productive field. This would be our 3rd hunt at this field and it still hasn't skunked us. We were all detecting with our usual determination, when I got a nice "Q" on "Quarter" hit on my White's machine. Before I stuck my digger into the historic soil, I stated, kind of to myself, but for anyone within 30 yards to have heard it, too, "Another Coronet, baby!" I got down on my digging knee and flipped some soil out of the earth. Just to make it interesting and since the coin was only two inches deep, I decided to close my eyes and feel around in the excavated dirt...if you ever have the time to have this much fun playing in the dirt, try it out! After about 3 minutes, I felt the edge of a target, but it didn't quite feel like a coin. I opened my eyes and noticed that I had picked up a worm...now that explains the wet feeling. LMAO I threw her over my shoulder and closed my eyes again. My skillful fingas locked in on another target...this one felt like what I had been hoping for. Before I plucked my eyes o-pen, I yelled, "Coppa!" That was when the guys were at my side and jumping around with me...it was a fun celebration. Since my detector was about 10 yards away, and I had to get back to detecting, I decided to partake in another happy celebration...I skipped, kind of like a Victorian babe would do through a meadow in 1871, to my loving machine: the machine that scored KirkPA another old coppa, baby! The coin turned out to be an 1831 Coronet cent!
After that recovery, I retrieved a nice cuff but-tin. After plucking it from the depths, I looked at it, while fluttering my eyebrows, kind of like a babe would have done in 1912 after being commented on how nicely she had shaved her legs, "Oh, how pretty." I ended this metal detecting day with another but-tin and two dropped musketballs.
Oh, PACO also found a great coin...he will tell.
Hunt 2: Saturdee. Where: The Coronet Field. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO, and a mystery guest.
Since PACO's wife was in New York for the day and he didn't have anything else to do, he decided to flip a coin (this is what he told us)...well, to make a long story short, it landed on "Metal Detecting." At 12:45 in the p.m. PA time, he called our home, "Kirk, you there?" Since I wasn't there and zoy was, he picked up the phone, "Yo, PACO, it is zoyster." So, they went through their usual conversation...it ended with PACO stating, "I will pick you up at 1:30. Darn, too bad Kirk can't go."
At 1:15 in the afta-noon, KirkPA saunters into his dwelling, with his babe on his arm, and upon entering, zoy is in full sentence, "PACO called twenty minutes ago, probably Coronet field, he will be here in 15 minutes, do you have time? Oh, Stacia is with you." Then, with my puppy dog face, I asked Stacia, "Honey Poo, can I?' Since she is supportive of my hobby, she states back, "Go ahead! Find a coppa!" LMAO
At 1:30 PA time, PACO arrives and we are off to our destination: The Coronet Field aka The Best Field in PA. As soon as we got out of the van, we were running out to the site of the Coronet excavations. Guess who won the race? After the race, we started to sweep. After about two hours of sweeping and very few finds, I noticed a gentleman walking across the field to PACO. Since he didn't look familiar, I decided to walk over to PACO to meet up with him, too. Zoy was soon there as well.
After some further chat, the mystery guy looked over at me with a puzzled look and stated, "Are you guys on the Tnet forum?" That was when zoy, PACO, and I exclaimed, "Yes!" That was when he started to laugh super hard, "No way, you must be KirkPA. Sh*t, you must be zoyster. You must be PACO!" After that, we were all shaking hands and laughing hysterically. He later identified himself as "vpone." Once he got his detector out of his trunk to join us in the hunt (he swings an SE), we decided to ask him a question, "Kevin, would you like to become a member of 'Bone Dry Detecting'?" With all of his excitement and enthusiam, he stated, "Hell yeah!" So, dudes, to make a long story short, we welcomed a new member to our club: vpone. He shares the same passion and displays the same excitement as we do for the hobby. Welcome to the club, buddy!
With very little time before the sunset, we all attacked the field. In about 30 minutes of time, I soon got a jumpy, deep-sounding "Quarter" hit. I thought, "No way!" After digging down to the exteme depth of 8", I soon saw the green disc, on edge, in the side of the hole. I stood up, and shouted to the guys, "Large coppa!" That was when vpone, PACO, zoy all ran to me and congratulated me with numerous handshakes. Heck, even vpone joined in the "coppa" celebration. He fit right in with the group...jumping around, handshaking, etc. The coin turned out to be a holed 1837-1839 modified Coronet cent. After that recovery, we got back to business. Zoy was soon yelling out a great find (he will tell you).
The day ended after that and we soon met at the vehicles. Since we were heading to the tavern site the next day, we asked vpone to join us. Since he is part of our club, he will detect every one of our sites with us.
Hunt 3: Sundee. Where: Colonial tavern. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO, and vpone.
At 8:10 a.m., we all met at the local uni-mart and headed off in two vehicles. Upon arriving to the site, I could tell that vpone was super excited to begin hunting. We were all soon walking out to the site of the defunct wayside tavern. We told him about the artifact dispersal before we even turned our machines on. PACO, zoy, and I wanted to see him dig his 1st Colonial coin!
To make another long story short, I didn't do too well. I only found part of a Colonial shoe buckle, a Colonial seal, and a Flower but-tin. But, even though I didn't find anything decent, I got my thrill for the day when vpone excavated an awesome coin (he will tell you). I was truly happy for our newest member. After he found the coin, I stated, "This is your initiation into the club!" Oh, soon after this coin recovery, PACO recovered another awesome coin.
Overall, it was a fun day filled with some fun celebrations. LOL Once again, vpone, welcome to our club. PACO, zoy, and I are all thrilled to have you join us in our adventures. We will make a great team!
*All relics were found on private property with the total consent from the sweet souls who own the prop-perty.
Back to the metal detecting adventure....
Hunt 1: Thursdee. Where: The Coronet Field. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO
To make a long metal detecting short (like zoyboy always states), we hit our super productive field. This would be our 3rd hunt at this field and it still hasn't skunked us. We were all detecting with our usual determination, when I got a nice "Q" on "Quarter" hit on my White's machine. Before I stuck my digger into the historic soil, I stated, kind of to myself, but for anyone within 30 yards to have heard it, too, "Another Coronet, baby!" I got down on my digging knee and flipped some soil out of the earth. Just to make it interesting and since the coin was only two inches deep, I decided to close my eyes and feel around in the excavated dirt...if you ever have the time to have this much fun playing in the dirt, try it out! After about 3 minutes, I felt the edge of a target, but it didn't quite feel like a coin. I opened my eyes and noticed that I had picked up a worm...now that explains the wet feeling. LMAO I threw her over my shoulder and closed my eyes again. My skillful fingas locked in on another target...this one felt like what I had been hoping for. Before I plucked my eyes o-pen, I yelled, "Coppa!" That was when the guys were at my side and jumping around with me...it was a fun celebration. Since my detector was about 10 yards away, and I had to get back to detecting, I decided to partake in another happy celebration...I skipped, kind of like a Victorian babe would do through a meadow in 1871, to my loving machine: the machine that scored KirkPA another old coppa, baby! The coin turned out to be an 1831 Coronet cent!
After that recovery, I retrieved a nice cuff but-tin. After plucking it from the depths, I looked at it, while fluttering my eyebrows, kind of like a babe would have done in 1912 after being commented on how nicely she had shaved her legs, "Oh, how pretty." I ended this metal detecting day with another but-tin and two dropped musketballs.
Oh, PACO also found a great coin...he will tell.
Hunt 2: Saturdee. Where: The Coronet Field. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO, and a mystery guest.
Since PACO's wife was in New York for the day and he didn't have anything else to do, he decided to flip a coin (this is what he told us)...well, to make a long story short, it landed on "Metal Detecting." At 12:45 in the p.m. PA time, he called our home, "Kirk, you there?" Since I wasn't there and zoy was, he picked up the phone, "Yo, PACO, it is zoyster." So, they went through their usual conversation...it ended with PACO stating, "I will pick you up at 1:30. Darn, too bad Kirk can't go."
At 1:15 in the afta-noon, KirkPA saunters into his dwelling, with his babe on his arm, and upon entering, zoy is in full sentence, "PACO called twenty minutes ago, probably Coronet field, he will be here in 15 minutes, do you have time? Oh, Stacia is with you." Then, with my puppy dog face, I asked Stacia, "Honey Poo, can I?' Since she is supportive of my hobby, she states back, "Go ahead! Find a coppa!" LMAO
At 1:30 PA time, PACO arrives and we are off to our destination: The Coronet Field aka The Best Field in PA. As soon as we got out of the van, we were running out to the site of the Coronet excavations. Guess who won the race? After the race, we started to sweep. After about two hours of sweeping and very few finds, I noticed a gentleman walking across the field to PACO. Since he didn't look familiar, I decided to walk over to PACO to meet up with him, too. Zoy was soon there as well.
After some further chat, the mystery guy looked over at me with a puzzled look and stated, "Are you guys on the Tnet forum?" That was when zoy, PACO, and I exclaimed, "Yes!" That was when he started to laugh super hard, "No way, you must be KirkPA. Sh*t, you must be zoyster. You must be PACO!" After that, we were all shaking hands and laughing hysterically. He later identified himself as "vpone." Once he got his detector out of his trunk to join us in the hunt (he swings an SE), we decided to ask him a question, "Kevin, would you like to become a member of 'Bone Dry Detecting'?" With all of his excitement and enthusiam, he stated, "Hell yeah!" So, dudes, to make a long story short, we welcomed a new member to our club: vpone. He shares the same passion and displays the same excitement as we do for the hobby. Welcome to the club, buddy!
With very little time before the sunset, we all attacked the field. In about 30 minutes of time, I soon got a jumpy, deep-sounding "Quarter" hit. I thought, "No way!" After digging down to the exteme depth of 8", I soon saw the green disc, on edge, in the side of the hole. I stood up, and shouted to the guys, "Large coppa!" That was when vpone, PACO, zoy all ran to me and congratulated me with numerous handshakes. Heck, even vpone joined in the "coppa" celebration. He fit right in with the group...jumping around, handshaking, etc. The coin turned out to be a holed 1837-1839 modified Coronet cent. After that recovery, we got back to business. Zoy was soon yelling out a great find (he will tell you).
The day ended after that and we soon met at the vehicles. Since we were heading to the tavern site the next day, we asked vpone to join us. Since he is part of our club, he will detect every one of our sites with us.
Hunt 3: Sundee. Where: Colonial tavern. Who: KirkPA, zoyboy, PACO, and vpone.
At 8:10 a.m., we all met at the local uni-mart and headed off in two vehicles. Upon arriving to the site, I could tell that vpone was super excited to begin hunting. We were all soon walking out to the site of the defunct wayside tavern. We told him about the artifact dispersal before we even turned our machines on. PACO, zoy, and I wanted to see him dig his 1st Colonial coin!
To make another long story short, I didn't do too well. I only found part of a Colonial shoe buckle, a Colonial seal, and a Flower but-tin. But, even though I didn't find anything decent, I got my thrill for the day when vpone excavated an awesome coin (he will tell you). I was truly happy for our newest member. After he found the coin, I stated, "This is your initiation into the club!" Oh, soon after this coin recovery, PACO recovered another awesome coin.
Overall, it was a fun day filled with some fun celebrations. LOL Once again, vpone, welcome to our club. PACO, zoy, and I are all thrilled to have you join us in our adventures. We will make a great team!
*All relics were found on private property with the total consent from the sweet souls who own the prop-perty.
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About the racein thing ....remember the story of the old bull and the young bull.... 
