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I have been whining that all I can find was clad! I never found anything old! I keep saying, " I would be happy with finding a wheatie!" I know I need a new detector and now it will have to come to that. I will get to that reason in a minute. I went to the place that I call my piggy bank. Its an old fair ground from the late 50's to late 80's. I usually have a half to full flannel shirt pocket full of change by the time I am done. I dug 6 Quarters, 43 memorial pennies, 21 dimes, and two nickles. nice little score. Ohh and guess what? I pulled that wheatie finally! 
I was stoked! My first oldie! kind of. 1944 S was the date. Well my piggy bank started to put my detector to sleep. I was only getting weak pull tab signals so I decided to go hit an old school that is now a township hall. Nobody was there so I decided to wait until I can get permission. I parked in the parking lot and walked down to this bridge along the Raisin River. This is about 13 miles away from the war of 1812 battlefield where the British and Indian forces slaughtered a bunch of Kentucky malitia. A rally cry of remember the raisin was know through out the war. The bridge has trails leading down the riverr banks on both sides. This particular spot is a popular fishing site all through the summer. There is always people lined up along the banks. I ventured back into the woods a few feet and found a pile of lime stone and boulders in the woods along the river. I found a concrete tub about 2 foot deep and 6 foot long. No clue what this is or why this was there. I was really starting to think I may of found an old homestead or campsite. I was excited and did hit a couple of deep signals but, did not dig. I know there are always people fishing here but to dig something up and take it ( in my eyes) would be stealing, without getting permission from the land owner. Ear to ear smiles I come out of the trail and one step.......rolled my ankle, busted my pin pointer and messed my detector up! 
I still had a hike back to the parking lot and that was pretty painful. Went to the ER and found out it was a severe sprain and have to stay off it for a while 
I also lost my camera when I fell so, I cant even post pics of the site! bummer! I still found my first oldie though!
I was stoked! My first oldie! kind of. 1944 S was the date. Well my piggy bank started to put my detector to sleep. I was only getting weak pull tab signals so I decided to go hit an old school that is now a township hall. Nobody was there so I decided to wait until I can get permission. I parked in the parking lot and walked down to this bridge along the Raisin River. This is about 13 miles away from the war of 1812 battlefield where the British and Indian forces slaughtered a bunch of Kentucky malitia. A rally cry of remember the raisin was know through out the war. The bridge has trails leading down the riverr banks on both sides. This particular spot is a popular fishing site all through the summer. There is always people lined up along the banks. I ventured back into the woods a few feet and found a pile of lime stone and boulders in the woods along the river. I found a concrete tub about 2 foot deep and 6 foot long. No clue what this is or why this was there. I was really starting to think I may of found an old homestead or campsite. I was excited and did hit a couple of deep signals but, did not dig. I know there are always people fishing here but to dig something up and take it ( in my eyes) would be stealing, without getting permission from the land owner. Ear to ear smiles I come out of the trail and one step.......rolled my ankle, busted my pin pointer and messed my detector up! I still had a hike back to the parking lot and that was pretty painful. Went to the ER and found out it was a severe sprain and have to stay off it for a while I also lost my camera when I fell so, I cant even post pics of the site! bummer! I still found my first oldie though!
congrats on the wheatie though. 
I was 15 riding my bicycle home from football pratice,( lived in the country) and can you guess what happened to me
I was hurt and my tire and rim was bent. ahhh Karma is a beach cause his brother tasted good! 
I agree with what you said.
