sjvalleyhunter
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- Location
- Central California
- Detector(s) used
- Minelab E-Trac and Whites MXT
- Primary Interest:
- Metal Detecting
From where I live in central California the snow is only an hour away, the ocean is two and a half hours, and San Francisco and Los Angeles are each around a three hour drive. This allows for some very nice day trips when my wife and I want to escape the 110 degree heat that the summers here can produce.
Yesterday we decided to head west to the ocean. I threw one of my detectors in the trunk and we ended up at a nice beach that is about a half mile long. I know that some old silver coins as well as jewelry have been found here so my hopes were high.
I started in the wet sand and worked along the shore line. Strange, no signals...at all. Nothing. The only tone I heard was when I swung a little too close to my scoop. Once I ended up at the end of the beach I turned around and worked a small cut in the dry sand on my way back. After walking about a mile I had found absolutly nothing. Nada. Zero. Zilch. Not even a pull tab, bottle cap, fishing weight or piece of melted aluminum.
I threw a penny in the sand just to make sure that my machine was working properly, which it was. Needless to say I was a bit frustrated that I hadn't found anything. I was actually starting to get a little angry that I hadn't come across any targets and had wasted my time here.
But then I looked up from the sand and took my headphones off. I looked around and realized that I hadn't been hearing the waves crashing or sounds of the ocean. After a moment of listening to the birds, smelling the fresh salty air and feeling the gentle breeze coming off of the water it dawned on me how lucky I actually am. A huge portion of the population in our fine country isn't as blessed as I am to be able to just go to the ocean at a moments whim.
The real treasure today was actually being at a beautiful west coast beach (which is evidently trash free), while watching the sun set with my wife. It was a reminder that treasure can come in many different forms.

Yesterday we decided to head west to the ocean. I threw one of my detectors in the trunk and we ended up at a nice beach that is about a half mile long. I know that some old silver coins as well as jewelry have been found here so my hopes were high.
I started in the wet sand and worked along the shore line. Strange, no signals...at all. Nothing. The only tone I heard was when I swung a little too close to my scoop. Once I ended up at the end of the beach I turned around and worked a small cut in the dry sand on my way back. After walking about a mile I had found absolutly nothing. Nada. Zero. Zilch. Not even a pull tab, bottle cap, fishing weight or piece of melted aluminum.
I threw a penny in the sand just to make sure that my machine was working properly, which it was. Needless to say I was a bit frustrated that I hadn't found anything. I was actually starting to get a little angry that I hadn't come across any targets and had wasted my time here.
But then I looked up from the sand and took my headphones off. I looked around and realized that I hadn't been hearing the waves crashing or sounds of the ocean. After a moment of listening to the birds, smelling the fresh salty air and feeling the gentle breeze coming off of the water it dawned on me how lucky I actually am. A huge portion of the population in our fine country isn't as blessed as I am to be able to just go to the ocean at a moments whim.
The real treasure today was actually being at a beautiful west coast beach (which is evidently trash free), while watching the sun set with my wife. It was a reminder that treasure can come in many different forms.

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