It actually is a cow pasture now. There was an old homesite on part of the pasture that belonged to my wife's great grandparents, dating back to the late 1800s. I was told that everyone that lived on the land was dirt poor and I would probably only find farming tools. I just started under an old oak tree and followed the flow of the pasture. There was low spots and water runoffs that yielded no hits. On higher ground and what looked like a road, I got the hit. It registered penny. I was fully expecting a newer penny when it dropped clean out of a crack in the red clay. I had to look at it a few times because I could not believe what I saw! No other hits the rest of the day, but that one made the day!