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SaintSea

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It's been a while since I've had my toes and detector in the sand. This morning dawn found me hitting a very well known stretch of Daytona Beach. I was walking lines perpendicular to the water and covering a lot of distance with my large coil - without a whole lot of luck. The whole time I was watching another detectorist out of the corner of my eye. This guy was working an area no larger than my bathroom floor. I figured he was either very methodical, or didn't know what in the world he was doing! After about 30 minutes, my curiosity got the better of me so I got his attention and we walked towards each other to chat. Turns out, he did know what he was doing after all. Someone - I'm guessing a Canadian? - salted the soft sand with hundreds of pennies! He'd heard plenty of beeps and bent over so many times that he was ready to go home, so he suggested I take over the site. In the next hour I found 126 coins; 123 American cents, 29 Canadian pennies, 1 Quarter and two dimes. Oh - and jewelry, too! A black skull on a cheap ball bearing-type chain. Not bad for my first day back at the beach!
 

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Looks like someones "bag" spilled or ripped.
:D

I lost half a bag of finds one time, because I didn't close the zipper properly on my pack, I walked 5 miles that day on the beach (felt like 50!), decided to walk back to our condo road side and went to grab my water bottle attached to my bag, saw the half-zipped opening and realized I dropped half of my findings somewhere!

:icon_thumleft: GJ! :icon_thumright:
 
Shoot: This was much more than a drop. The other detectorist was working one small area, but I wound up finding pennies over the size of about 50 square yards.
Your experience reminds me of an America's Funniest Home Video of a little girl on her first Easter Egg Hunt. She had her basket tipped in such a way that every time she reached down in front of herself to pick up a new egg, the previous one she had placed in the basket would roll out. Her face was priceless when she got to the end of the hunt and only had one lone egg to show for all her work!
 
You know what? I realized that I was slippin' 'cause I didn't see the Wheatie until I posted the pic! It's a 1957D.
Good eye!
 

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