Frodov
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- Location
- Lexington, KY
- Detector(s) used
- Whites Prism IV / Bullseye II pinpointer
Brrrrrr... it was cold out yesterday! We even had snow here in Central Kentucky.. flurries, but still snow. It probably wouldn't have been so bad except for the incessant wind blowing in from our neighbors to the north in Canada. Cloudy, overcast and perfectly dreary conditions, enough to make a body depressed. But I'm not, er.. wasn't. I'm posting today's finds from yesterday's hunt. But the story actually starts nearly a week ago if the truth be told... and it will be. <smile>
I was off yesterday (Thursday) and today (Friday) because I was going to have a new roof put on my house thanks to the insurance company and due to a hail storm or two earlier in the summer. However, due to recent rains, the roofer has had to reschedule my roof work until a later date.. fine! So now I had the day off and no obligations or pressing concerns to attend to.. what am I to do? Why of course! Go Detecting! Eventually.
As I said earlier, the story actually starts a little over a week ago. My dear wife had to attend a training seminar for her volunteer organization, two actually one in one city and a second in another city a few days later. Both seminars have kept her away from home for far too long.. er.. I mean for a little over a week. Oh sure, we talk on the phone daily and see each other on line here in the chat rooms, but it still means I was pretty much on my own the whole week. It's ok though, I can fend for myself and even take care of the cat with no problem.. I was a bachelor for a lot longer than I've been married after all. At any rate, I was working the whole time anyway, day in and day out.. right up till Thursday morning when I was supposed to get a new roof put on the house. But then, I'm getting ahead of myself again. Return with me to Wednesday, nearly a week of revisited bachelorhood, and the weather is all over the place locally. Last weekend it was in the 70's, then tornadoes and rain, now it's getting cold again.. it's no wonder everyone is coming down with colds and viruses at work and elsewhere. So far I've avoided getting ill, dodged the bullet so to speak. I have had my flu shot for this year so I'm not too worried about that, but when I woke up Wednesday morning with a sore scratchy throat and all the aches and pains to go with it, I almost called in sick to work. However, knowing that I was going to be off the following few days for my roof I managed to drag myself on to work. All day long though I had a craving for homemade chicken soup.. a craving that just grew and grew and grew. When I left work for the day Wednesday evening I stopped at the grocery store on my way home and picked up some ingredients for chicken soup. Hey! I can cook!
I made my stock and cooked the chicken, set the chicken aside to be re added later. Strained my stock and put it in the crockpot to simmer all night. In the morning (now Thursday.. are you with me so far.. sorry.. Emeril made me do it!)<laughing> So..in the morning I added my chicken pieces back to the stock, put in the carrots, celery and onion, adjusted the seasoning a bit, and then made my noodles. Yeah, homemade noodles too. I make the noodles separately and add them to the soup when it's served, that way they don't dissolve or turn to mush in the soup. <smile> At last, I'm just sitting down to enjoy my first big bowl of freshly, homemade, chicken soup when I get a phone call from an old friend of mine. She was asking me if I knew any local restaurants that had good soup, she was under the weather and wanted to go get some soup. <blink blink>? Well Duhhhh.. of course I told her about my soup and that I would bring her some. I had a couple of side trips I had decided to make that same morning anyway.. to make a few brownie points with my missus. <smile> You know.. some of those not so pressing "honey do" items that keep getting put off for a rainy day?.. well it wasn't raining, but it was spitting snow flurries out, and I had the time, and no better excuses. <grin> So after finishing my bowl of soup, which was to DIE FOR by the way... <rolling eyes in delightful memory> I packed up some soup in a mason jar and added that to a care package for my friend. The soup, a big jar of this summer's dill pickles, a couple of jars of different jellies I made last year, and some apples I had picked up from a local orchard early last week. With my wife gone and apple pies already made, it was use'em or lose'em time for the apples, there were just too many for me to eat unless I wanted to make something with them or put them in the freezer.
I dropped off some clothes that my wife and I had set aside for Goodwill, and went to the grocery for some needed items for the weekly shopping (those honey-do items I mentioned). While at the grocery store I grabbed some tissues and a small container of ice cream, chocolate of course, for my friend's care package. Hey, soup now, ice cream when she's feeling better. <smile>
I was met with a bright red nose, tissue in hand and a weary teary eyed smile when I delivered the soup and care package. She really wasn't expecting anything, the soup was much appreciated, but the rest was a surprise. We sat and talked and caught up a while. She enjoyed the company, I enjoyed the visit. I got a nice warm hug as I was leaving. A warm feeling that stayed with me right up till I got out of my truck at the park.. Hey! like I said, free time, opportunity, and metal detector in the back of the truck
What's a good metal detector junkie to do? <laughing>
Getting out of the truck after I parked I was met with the still blowing stiff COLD COLD wind. But I was still warm all over, inside and out.. just wish I had remembered to bring a pair of gloves. I geared up, knee pads, by "utility belt" <grin>. I have my finds bag, and my digging tool sheath on the belt, sometimes my camera if I remember to bring it and a pouch with some spare batteries in it... I know you've all been out detecting at one time or another and your batteries have run down or died.. it's a long aggravating walk back to your car sometimes isn't it? <grin> Been there, done that! Fixed it!
So.. geared up and started sweeping the still wet from yesterdays rainfall grass as I made my way to the big tot lot at this park. It had been a few weeks since I last visited this spot so I figured there might be some goodies to be found. On my way up the hill I found a few coins, several pull tabs of course, some can slaw (I like that name).. Some thirty minutes later I finally made it to the edge of the wood chips and paused to question what I was doing. It was cold after all, and my right hand (that holds the detector) was nearly numb from the cold.. Oh I switch hands to keep one in a warm coat pocket.. when I'm not finding anything. Anyway, it's cold and I'm wondering if I should call it a day and go on home.. but no, I was already there and the woodchips were beckoning me like a siren. No.. that really is a siren.. two police cars just tore through the park on there way to some emergency or something. Ok.. detect!
I managed to find some coins, mostly pennies.. and dimes.. LOTS of dimes it seems. Go figure. Oh, pull tabs of course, and some bottle caps. I wonder about the pull taps though. Is there some sort of secret world wide conspiracy going on with these pull tabs?? I mean I've been to this very same tot lot several times and each time I've removed handfulls of pull tabs, yet each time I come back, there are that many or more!!!! No cans! Just the pull tabs! I think perhaps there's a secret organization out there that collects tabs from all over and redistributes them in places that we metal detectorists like to search.. trying to "foil" our fun or something. <laughing> that's ok, I'll keep collecting them. To me they are ubiquitous. Omnipresent even. Just part of "fishing". Besides, they add up too, scrap aluminum can bring a pretty penny.. if you have enough of it. And lord KNOWS we can find enough of it!
After sweeping the woodchips and going around the entire play structure I decided I really would head for home. It's fun and all, but it was COLD too. Of course, as any good detectorist might do, I swept the ground as I made my way back towards my truck. About five feet from the edge of the woodchips I got a Target signal. A "nickle" indicated on my prizm's display. <rolling eyes> "Oh Goody" I thought.. "..another pull tab." Yeah, on my Prixm IV, pull tabs ring up in the "nickle" range, so unless I see a tab on the surface, that I'll pick up anyway, I will dig the target. Because "sometimes a nickle really is a nickle" <grin>
Down on one knee I went, bullseye in hand. My Prizm indicated roughly 2 inches to the target... but sometimes it can be spoofed by a coin or a tab on the surface so I check. No reaction from the Bullseye so I'm thinking it may very well be a coin at depth indicated. So down on Both knees I go. Pulled out my digging tool (Lesche this trip) and cut a plug in the turf. After setting aside the plug I checked the hole again with my Bullseye and got a hit. Flicking aside the loose dirt (the recent rains weren't enough to make it mud it seems) I was fully expecting to see a nickle emerge... instead I saw a flash of yellow. Yellow? YELLOW!!! GOLD!!!!
Now it's very very hard..well.. awkward anyway, to do the chicken dance when you're down on your knees, but I did it! I'm sure anyone passing by and seeing me at that moment would have thought I'd lost my mind, that or had some really kicking music playing through my headphones..<laughing> Gold!!! What emerged from the dirt was a solid gold, 14k gold according to the hallmark stamp on the inside, wedding band. I'm thinking it was a woman's ring due to the size and width of the band. Alas, there are no other markings, inscriptions or other identifiers on the ring so the likelyhood or even the possibility of getting it back to its owner, or should I say "previous" owner is slim to none. That and the fact that it was a good two inches down in the soil leads me to think it wasn't exactly a recent loss. Oh well. I'm happy to have it! GOLD MAN GOLD!!!!
I nearly forgot about being cold at that point.. imagine that! But I decided it really was time to go home. I swept my way back to my truck, finding a few more coins along the way, and pull tabs of course. Maybe I'll put that ring with the other little bits of gold I've found this year and melt it down for my necklace I've been contemplating. Get a jeweler or someone to make a mold of a pull tab or tabs and pour them with the gold or even silver. Put the "tabs" on a chain and wear them. <grin> now THERE'S a conversation piece!.. er Pieces Perhaps.
When I got home, and had some more of that fantastic chicken soup, I emptied out my finds bag and tallied up the day's discoveries. There were some 70 coins, including one 1941 Wheat penny for a total of $4.81, a handfull of pull tabs and bottle caps, a shower curtain hanger (in a tot lot??) , a spring clip, and a metal d-ring from some child's clothing no doubt. There was a big washer that I first thought was a fifty cent piece, and was disappointed<smile> and some other scraps of assorted metal bits and pieces. Oh... and the GOLD RING!!!!
Note the lone wheat penny in the center of the photo.. it has a gilded edge... it's the gold ring, the penny fits perfectly into the ring, as if it (the ring) were made for it. <wink> Looking at the ring, over my bowl of soup I began to wonder if it was perhaps a tiny little "reward" for going a little out of my way earlier today (er.. Thursday). Perhaps it was "Karma" or even "Instant Karma". <shrug> Either way it certainly made my day and made for a nice story as well. A fine example of "HAPPY HUNTING" indeed!
---here are the pics---
p.s. I apologize for the fuzzy closeup of the ring.. I guess I need to employ my little tripod when trying to shoot extreme macro shots like the inside band of a ring. HH all
Frodov
I was off yesterday (Thursday) and today (Friday) because I was going to have a new roof put on my house thanks to the insurance company and due to a hail storm or two earlier in the summer. However, due to recent rains, the roofer has had to reschedule my roof work until a later date.. fine! So now I had the day off and no obligations or pressing concerns to attend to.. what am I to do? Why of course! Go Detecting! Eventually.
As I said earlier, the story actually starts a little over a week ago. My dear wife had to attend a training seminar for her volunteer organization, two actually one in one city and a second in another city a few days later. Both seminars have kept her away from home for far too long.. er.. I mean for a little over a week. Oh sure, we talk on the phone daily and see each other on line here in the chat rooms, but it still means I was pretty much on my own the whole week. It's ok though, I can fend for myself and even take care of the cat with no problem.. I was a bachelor for a lot longer than I've been married after all. At any rate, I was working the whole time anyway, day in and day out.. right up till Thursday morning when I was supposed to get a new roof put on the house. But then, I'm getting ahead of myself again. Return with me to Wednesday, nearly a week of revisited bachelorhood, and the weather is all over the place locally. Last weekend it was in the 70's, then tornadoes and rain, now it's getting cold again.. it's no wonder everyone is coming down with colds and viruses at work and elsewhere. So far I've avoided getting ill, dodged the bullet so to speak. I have had my flu shot for this year so I'm not too worried about that, but when I woke up Wednesday morning with a sore scratchy throat and all the aches and pains to go with it, I almost called in sick to work. However, knowing that I was going to be off the following few days for my roof I managed to drag myself on to work. All day long though I had a craving for homemade chicken soup.. a craving that just grew and grew and grew. When I left work for the day Wednesday evening I stopped at the grocery store on my way home and picked up some ingredients for chicken soup. Hey! I can cook!
I made my stock and cooked the chicken, set the chicken aside to be re added later. Strained my stock and put it in the crockpot to simmer all night. In the morning (now Thursday.. are you with me so far.. sorry.. Emeril made me do it!)<laughing> So..in the morning I added my chicken pieces back to the stock, put in the carrots, celery and onion, adjusted the seasoning a bit, and then made my noodles. Yeah, homemade noodles too. I make the noodles separately and add them to the soup when it's served, that way they don't dissolve or turn to mush in the soup. <smile> At last, I'm just sitting down to enjoy my first big bowl of freshly, homemade, chicken soup when I get a phone call from an old friend of mine. She was asking me if I knew any local restaurants that had good soup, she was under the weather and wanted to go get some soup. <blink blink>? Well Duhhhh.. of course I told her about my soup and that I would bring her some. I had a couple of side trips I had decided to make that same morning anyway.. to make a few brownie points with my missus. <smile> You know.. some of those not so pressing "honey do" items that keep getting put off for a rainy day?.. well it wasn't raining, but it was spitting snow flurries out, and I had the time, and no better excuses. <grin> So after finishing my bowl of soup, which was to DIE FOR by the way... <rolling eyes in delightful memory> I packed up some soup in a mason jar and added that to a care package for my friend. The soup, a big jar of this summer's dill pickles, a couple of jars of different jellies I made last year, and some apples I had picked up from a local orchard early last week. With my wife gone and apple pies already made, it was use'em or lose'em time for the apples, there were just too many for me to eat unless I wanted to make something with them or put them in the freezer.
I dropped off some clothes that my wife and I had set aside for Goodwill, and went to the grocery for some needed items for the weekly shopping (those honey-do items I mentioned). While at the grocery store I grabbed some tissues and a small container of ice cream, chocolate of course, for my friend's care package. Hey, soup now, ice cream when she's feeling better. <smile>
I was met with a bright red nose, tissue in hand and a weary teary eyed smile when I delivered the soup and care package. She really wasn't expecting anything, the soup was much appreciated, but the rest was a surprise. We sat and talked and caught up a while. She enjoyed the company, I enjoyed the visit. I got a nice warm hug as I was leaving. A warm feeling that stayed with me right up till I got out of my truck at the park.. Hey! like I said, free time, opportunity, and metal detector in the back of the truck
What's a good metal detector junkie to do? <laughing>Getting out of the truck after I parked I was met with the still blowing stiff COLD COLD wind. But I was still warm all over, inside and out.. just wish I had remembered to bring a pair of gloves. I geared up, knee pads, by "utility belt" <grin>. I have my finds bag, and my digging tool sheath on the belt, sometimes my camera if I remember to bring it and a pouch with some spare batteries in it... I know you've all been out detecting at one time or another and your batteries have run down or died.. it's a long aggravating walk back to your car sometimes isn't it? <grin> Been there, done that! Fixed it!
So.. geared up and started sweeping the still wet from yesterdays rainfall grass as I made my way to the big tot lot at this park. It had been a few weeks since I last visited this spot so I figured there might be some goodies to be found. On my way up the hill I found a few coins, several pull tabs of course, some can slaw (I like that name).. Some thirty minutes later I finally made it to the edge of the wood chips and paused to question what I was doing. It was cold after all, and my right hand (that holds the detector) was nearly numb from the cold.. Oh I switch hands to keep one in a warm coat pocket.. when I'm not finding anything. Anyway, it's cold and I'm wondering if I should call it a day and go on home.. but no, I was already there and the woodchips were beckoning me like a siren. No.. that really is a siren.. two police cars just tore through the park on there way to some emergency or something. Ok.. detect!
I managed to find some coins, mostly pennies.. and dimes.. LOTS of dimes it seems. Go figure. Oh, pull tabs of course, and some bottle caps. I wonder about the pull taps though. Is there some sort of secret world wide conspiracy going on with these pull tabs?? I mean I've been to this very same tot lot several times and each time I've removed handfulls of pull tabs, yet each time I come back, there are that many or more!!!! No cans! Just the pull tabs! I think perhaps there's a secret organization out there that collects tabs from all over and redistributes them in places that we metal detectorists like to search.. trying to "foil" our fun or something. <laughing> that's ok, I'll keep collecting them. To me they are ubiquitous. Omnipresent even. Just part of "fishing". Besides, they add up too, scrap aluminum can bring a pretty penny.. if you have enough of it. And lord KNOWS we can find enough of it!
After sweeping the woodchips and going around the entire play structure I decided I really would head for home. It's fun and all, but it was COLD too. Of course, as any good detectorist might do, I swept the ground as I made my way back towards my truck. About five feet from the edge of the woodchips I got a Target signal. A "nickle" indicated on my prizm's display. <rolling eyes> "Oh Goody" I thought.. "..another pull tab." Yeah, on my Prixm IV, pull tabs ring up in the "nickle" range, so unless I see a tab on the surface, that I'll pick up anyway, I will dig the target. Because "sometimes a nickle really is a nickle" <grin>
Down on one knee I went, bullseye in hand. My Prizm indicated roughly 2 inches to the target... but sometimes it can be spoofed by a coin or a tab on the surface so I check. No reaction from the Bullseye so I'm thinking it may very well be a coin at depth indicated. So down on Both knees I go. Pulled out my digging tool (Lesche this trip) and cut a plug in the turf. After setting aside the plug I checked the hole again with my Bullseye and got a hit. Flicking aside the loose dirt (the recent rains weren't enough to make it mud it seems) I was fully expecting to see a nickle emerge... instead I saw a flash of yellow. Yellow? YELLOW!!! GOLD!!!!
Now it's very very hard..well.. awkward anyway, to do the chicken dance when you're down on your knees, but I did it! I'm sure anyone passing by and seeing me at that moment would have thought I'd lost my mind, that or had some really kicking music playing through my headphones..<laughing> Gold!!! What emerged from the dirt was a solid gold, 14k gold according to the hallmark stamp on the inside, wedding band. I'm thinking it was a woman's ring due to the size and width of the band. Alas, there are no other markings, inscriptions or other identifiers on the ring so the likelyhood or even the possibility of getting it back to its owner, or should I say "previous" owner is slim to none. That and the fact that it was a good two inches down in the soil leads me to think it wasn't exactly a recent loss. Oh well. I'm happy to have it! GOLD MAN GOLD!!!!
I nearly forgot about being cold at that point.. imagine that! But I decided it really was time to go home. I swept my way back to my truck, finding a few more coins along the way, and pull tabs of course. Maybe I'll put that ring with the other little bits of gold I've found this year and melt it down for my necklace I've been contemplating. Get a jeweler or someone to make a mold of a pull tab or tabs and pour them with the gold or even silver. Put the "tabs" on a chain and wear them. <grin> now THERE'S a conversation piece!.. er Pieces
Perhaps.When I got home, and had some more of that fantastic chicken soup, I emptied out my finds bag and tallied up the day's discoveries. There were some 70 coins, including one 1941 Wheat penny for a total of $4.81, a handfull of pull tabs and bottle caps, a shower curtain hanger (in a tot lot??) , a spring clip, and a metal d-ring from some child's clothing no doubt. There was a big washer that I first thought was a fifty cent piece, and was disappointed<smile> and some other scraps of assorted metal bits and pieces. Oh... and the GOLD RING!!!!
Note the lone wheat penny in the center of the photo.. it has a gilded edge... it's the gold ring, the penny fits perfectly into the ring, as if it (the ring) were made for it. <wink> Looking at the ring, over my bowl of soup I began to wonder if it was perhaps a tiny little "reward" for going a little out of my way earlier today (er.. Thursday). Perhaps it was "Karma" or even "Instant Karma". <shrug> Either way it certainly made my day and made for a nice story as well. A fine example of "HAPPY HUNTING" indeed!
---here are the pics---
p.s. I apologize for the fuzzy closeup of the ring.. I guess I need to employ my little tripod when trying to shoot extreme macro shots like the inside band of a ring. HH all
Frodov
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When are you going to write that book, dam@ it? If you do, I want to get an autograph at your book signing. You have the wit of Bill Shakespeare and the humor of KirkPA. Henceforth, Shakes + KirkPA = one hell of a metal detecting mix.
BTW, I got so hungry reading your post, I passed the recipe for the chicken soup on to my wife 
