gtoast99
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I had a little bit of swing time after work yesterday, and thought about going to the park to look for some gold, but decided I was tired and would just stick around the farm, so i could quit whenever I felt like it.
I started up by the house in a place I call "pulltab city" for reasons that should be obvious. Getting tired of that, I said a quick prayer to be lead in the direction of something really cool. I meandered around the property for about an hour before ending up in the back of the property behind the main barn. So far, nothing to show for it but a zincoln and some exercise. And then it happened...
Got a hit, dug a plug, flipped it over. PP'ed it inside the plug. Broke it apart, and had trouble finding the little tiny disc inside. I hadn't ever seen a coin that small, but I knew it was old and man-made, so I proceeded with caution. I carefully brushed away some of the north carolina red clay to reveal a shield, a star, and a date. I knew what it was then, only because I'd seen one or two others posted on forums.
1853 three-cent.
I ran around the farm showing anyone who would look! My oldest coin before this was 1930's. To think how long this has been sitting there, untouched since the person who lost it 150 years ago! It's made even cooler since it was from my farm, which I've done extensive historical research on. So I even have a pretty good idea of who might have owned it. I still can't believe I found it!
I went back to the same spot tonight, hoping I could find another oldie. I only had about 15 minutes after work before dark, but at the end of it got a great "dig me" signal. Turned out to be this 1940 merc, my 5th silver coin but my 1st merc. My wife came up just in time to see me recover it, too, which was fun. So two hunts, two silver coins. Not shabby at all.
I started up by the house in a place I call "pulltab city" for reasons that should be obvious. Getting tired of that, I said a quick prayer to be lead in the direction of something really cool. I meandered around the property for about an hour before ending up in the back of the property behind the main barn. So far, nothing to show for it but a zincoln and some exercise. And then it happened...
Got a hit, dug a plug, flipped it over. PP'ed it inside the plug. Broke it apart, and had trouble finding the little tiny disc inside. I hadn't ever seen a coin that small, but I knew it was old and man-made, so I proceeded with caution. I carefully brushed away some of the north carolina red clay to reveal a shield, a star, and a date. I knew what it was then, only because I'd seen one or two others posted on forums.
1853 three-cent.
I ran around the farm showing anyone who would look! My oldest coin before this was 1930's. To think how long this has been sitting there, untouched since the person who lost it 150 years ago! It's made even cooler since it was from my farm, which I've done extensive historical research on. So I even have a pretty good idea of who might have owned it. I still can't believe I found it!
I went back to the same spot tonight, hoping I could find another oldie. I only had about 15 minutes after work before dark, but at the end of it got a great "dig me" signal. Turned out to be this 1940 merc, my 5th silver coin but my 1st merc. My wife came up just in time to see me recover it, too, which was fun. So two hunts, two silver coins. Not shabby at all.
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