twistidd
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Left in the dust today but I couldn't leave until I had one silver...or could I?
I met up once again with Bill T. and Mikewaz this morning for some more detecting. It was grey and depressing outside, and I was underdressed, which left me cold and shivery (especially earlier on). We had to dodge the rain for awhile once but overall I was out swinging about five hours.
I found one of my nicer early buffalo nickels early on (1916), and then I found two wheaties in the same hole, a 1917 and a 1925. After a brief downpour, we all decided to hit an open area, where in the past, Mike and I had found nothing but clad (and lots of it). I had found some DEEP 1960's memorials here before, but that was about the extent of it. Armed with his F75 this time, Mike went to work and began kicking my @$$ right away. It seemed every time we updated each other on our finds, he had one or two more silvers. I don't remember how many he had when I left, but it's safe to say that not a whole lot escaped his pillage today. All wheats and silver were at LEAST 8 inches down. Not too much trash, but deep enough to where my detector with smaller coil translates a merc as faint iron/hot rock. And to think, I was feeling bad for Mike since he hasn't been finding too much these last couple weeks. He's only been pupating in his chrysalis, waiting to burst out at us when we least expected it! In all seriousness, you gotta give that guy his props.
Since I wasn't having a whole lot of luck in the area where Mike and Bill were pulling silver after silver, I strayed away from the piracy and headed toward the woodline. One area in particular was as trashy as trashy gets, but I figured that if I were digging older-style pulltabs at 6 and 7 inches, I might succeed at finding an old coin here too. I dug a bunch of tabs that sounded really really good with the new coil. Then I got a clipped high tone that only hit from one direction. I circled it, and three sides of four, I was getting iron grunts with trash surrounding it. I had nothing to lose so I dug it up and was truly surprised to be greeted by a '56 Washington with a nail laying across the obverse at about 9-12 o'clock.
So after nothing else but more pulltabs, I decided to get going because I was hungry and getting a little too cold. Time to bust out the winter detecting coat. That means, that as long as my camera is cooperating, I can bring it along with me and take some in-situ shots along the way.
Hope you all have fun and productive weekends. Stay warm!
Joe
I met up once again with Bill T. and Mikewaz this morning for some more detecting. It was grey and depressing outside, and I was underdressed, which left me cold and shivery (especially earlier on). We had to dodge the rain for awhile once but overall I was out swinging about five hours.
I found one of my nicer early buffalo nickels early on (1916), and then I found two wheaties in the same hole, a 1917 and a 1925. After a brief downpour, we all decided to hit an open area, where in the past, Mike and I had found nothing but clad (and lots of it). I had found some DEEP 1960's memorials here before, but that was about the extent of it. Armed with his F75 this time, Mike went to work and began kicking my @$$ right away. It seemed every time we updated each other on our finds, he had one or two more silvers. I don't remember how many he had when I left, but it's safe to say that not a whole lot escaped his pillage today. All wheats and silver were at LEAST 8 inches down. Not too much trash, but deep enough to where my detector with smaller coil translates a merc as faint iron/hot rock. And to think, I was feeling bad for Mike since he hasn't been finding too much these last couple weeks. He's only been pupating in his chrysalis, waiting to burst out at us when we least expected it! In all seriousness, you gotta give that guy his props.
Since I wasn't having a whole lot of luck in the area where Mike and Bill were pulling silver after silver, I strayed away from the piracy and headed toward the woodline. One area in particular was as trashy as trashy gets, but I figured that if I were digging older-style pulltabs at 6 and 7 inches, I might succeed at finding an old coin here too. I dug a bunch of tabs that sounded really really good with the new coil. Then I got a clipped high tone that only hit from one direction. I circled it, and three sides of four, I was getting iron grunts with trash surrounding it. I had nothing to lose so I dug it up and was truly surprised to be greeted by a '56 Washington with a nail laying across the obverse at about 9-12 o'clock.
So after nothing else but more pulltabs, I decided to get going because I was hungry and getting a little too cold. Time to bust out the winter detecting coat. That means, that as long as my camera is cooperating, I can bring it along with me and take some in-situ shots along the way.
Hope you all have fun and productive weekends. Stay warm!
Joe
) plus, a very cool Buffalo!
Glad you were able to find that quarter amongst all that trash, especially with a nail right on top of it, your still killin with your trusty M6!!!! Oh and yea, if you bust out your big white coat were all in trouble cause you'll probably find another 9 old coin pocket spill!!!! 
