Well, I received an upgrade from my Harbor Freight Treasure-Machine as a Christmas gift, and then in true the Christmas spirit, my wife told me I couldn't go outside and play because I had to spend time with my family. So instead, I took my new Bounty Hunter Tracker IV out for a few hours this morning and dug through the frosted earth in search of relics of the past. My wife was a bit miffed that I was getting up so early, but I've had a Tim Allen/Home Improvement quote in my back pocket for this occasion for years: "Sorry honey, I've got a lot of fun to squeeze in today, and I can't waste time in bed with you."
Right away I noticed that this contraption had significantly more power than the Harbor Freight Wonder-Worker, which is saying something because I really enjoyed that thing. In fact I'd really built up this internal persona around the whole idea of finding buried treasure using nothing but a Chinese dowsing machine. I got over it pretty quickly though, because it was really nice not digging up every ferromagnetic nail in the township for a change.
I think I'm getting a little bit better too, because I found a lot of cool stuff today. About three and a half hours in, I got a text from my wife asking, "everything ok?", to which I replied, "I'm never coming home."
I did come home eventually though, because Corn Pops only fuel the body for so much dirt-movement -- even I can admit that. My wife asked me why I brought home a bag full of trash, and I told her I had to show you guys. So, here I am, a man of my word, showing you my trash.
This first one is the remnants of a fairly old 5% Dextrose IV bottle that had only a screw-top seal. How it ended up here is anyone's guess.
The new detector helped me find a lot of additional pieces related to other finds I've already made -- for example, I found another one of those gears I thought might be from a clock.
This is some sort of really awesome knob. It seems to be made of some type of copper alloy. I'm really not sure what it would've been a part of, but the design is such that it spins freely unless you push (which locks it into place) and turn at the same time.
This picture shows the mechanism of that knob.
I believe this was some sort of copper-alloy buckle, perhaps incorporated as part of a dwarvish adventurer's satchel.
I honestly thought this was one of the teeth off an old rake (bent in the middle), but someone else fervently argued in favor of it being the spike from a fish stringer. The hollow underside appears to be filled with wood.
My grandmother's favorite bracelet.
I thought this was a copper coin when I unearthed it and I was really, really excited. Instead it was just some kind of lid. Probably fell off the bottle containing my pride because I lost an ounce or two about then.
This is some kind of decorative door hinge I think. I kept it because it made me happy.
Evidently the handle of the retrieval mechanism of a 75-foot tape measure.
A picture of the other side of the reel. The hinge is actually still functional, which would perhaps be a bit more noteworthy if I had located the rest of the tape measure.
My last treasure for the day. This would be the impetus for a heated debate between family members later in the evening, the argument organized around the question of whether the horse it belonged to was of average or above-average size.
Well, there's more stuff here somewhere, but I should probably give it a rest for now -- elsewise I won't have any energy to conduct further archaeological investigations on the morrow.
Take care all, as I enjoy reading about the stuff you've found. Gives me the inspiration to keep at it, nail after nail.
Right away I noticed that this contraption had significantly more power than the Harbor Freight Wonder-Worker, which is saying something because I really enjoyed that thing. In fact I'd really built up this internal persona around the whole idea of finding buried treasure using nothing but a Chinese dowsing machine. I got over it pretty quickly though, because it was really nice not digging up every ferromagnetic nail in the township for a change.
I think I'm getting a little bit better too, because I found a lot of cool stuff today. About three and a half hours in, I got a text from my wife asking, "everything ok?", to which I replied, "I'm never coming home."
I did come home eventually though, because Corn Pops only fuel the body for so much dirt-movement -- even I can admit that. My wife asked me why I brought home a bag full of trash, and I told her I had to show you guys. So, here I am, a man of my word, showing you my trash.
This first one is the remnants of a fairly old 5% Dextrose IV bottle that had only a screw-top seal. How it ended up here is anyone's guess.
The new detector helped me find a lot of additional pieces related to other finds I've already made -- for example, I found another one of those gears I thought might be from a clock.
This is some sort of really awesome knob. It seems to be made of some type of copper alloy. I'm really not sure what it would've been a part of, but the design is such that it spins freely unless you push (which locks it into place) and turn at the same time.
This picture shows the mechanism of that knob.
I believe this was some sort of copper-alloy buckle, perhaps incorporated as part of a dwarvish adventurer's satchel.
I honestly thought this was one of the teeth off an old rake (bent in the middle), but someone else fervently argued in favor of it being the spike from a fish stringer. The hollow underside appears to be filled with wood.
My grandmother's favorite bracelet.
I thought this was a copper coin when I unearthed it and I was really, really excited. Instead it was just some kind of lid. Probably fell off the bottle containing my pride because I lost an ounce or two about then.
This is some kind of decorative door hinge I think. I kept it because it made me happy.
Evidently the handle of the retrieval mechanism of a 75-foot tape measure.
A picture of the other side of the reel. The hinge is actually still functional, which would perhaps be a bit more noteworthy if I had located the rest of the tape measure.
My last treasure for the day. This would be the impetus for a heated debate between family members later in the evening, the argument organized around the question of whether the horse it belonged to was of average or above-average size.
Well, there's more stuff here somewhere, but I should probably give it a rest for now -- elsewise I won't have any energy to conduct further archaeological investigations on the morrow.
Take care all, as I enjoy reading about the stuff you've found. Gives me the inspiration to keep at it, nail after nail.
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Hooray on many counts! 
Thanks! 
Andi
