BuckleBoy
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- Fisher F75, Whites DualField PI, Fisher 1266-X and Tesoro Silver uMax
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Hello All,
I went out today for a half day dig--and collected my information and research together to knock on a few doors and track a property owner down. As you know, the end of the spring window for crop fields is upon us... But, the daffodils are in bloom--and they are a BIG help toward tracking down sites.
I got a yes from the owner of a small field which I strongly suspected contained a housesite due to the small clump of daffodils in bloom near the road. When I got out in the field, unfortunately the grass was taller than I'd expected. I bashed away at it though, giving the lower pole assembly of my 1266 a much needed bath--and in the process getting my pants soaked up to the knees.
I thought I'd dressed appropriately for the soggy fields, with a pair of duck boots--but I came to realize in the course of thrashing through the grass that all the water was running down into my boots and filling them up.
So the situation was less than ideal, on a day when the temperatures here were in the mid-40s for the high. 
I started out working my way up toward a small rise in the field, and found absolutely no iron patch there. The worst part was that I couldn't see the ground for the grass to even "eyeball" for some brick, pottery, or glass in the field.
After ruling out the rise as a possible location, I walked back downhill towards the road. Then all of a sudden, the grass parted on one of my swings and I caught a glimpse of a little piece of feather-edged china on the surface of the ground. I picked up the tiny piece with glee, knowing that my hunches were correct.
As I changed my pattern to ever-widening concentric circles around where the china was found, I started seing little bits of brick. I also picked up a white porcelain four-hole button.
The iron blips came more frequently, and I finally started digging targets.
A few interesting pieces came up: An old brooch, a shield-shaped item with a script letter on it (a "P" or a "T"?), several toe taps, a lone flat button, an oil lantern top, and other bits.
I was also digging Big Iron too.
I tried to grid off the spot as best as I could--knowing full well that if I could catch the field after plowing and before planting then I could still pull keepers at a later date.
My feet were chilly, I was bundled up in a coat, and my arm was getting Way Too Sore Way Too Fast due to the grass... And then I got one of those perfect signals that you just know is a coin. I pinpointed, dug, and saw this:
Oh YEAH! Nothing like seeing a Big Copper come out of the ground!
At that point, I'd been there close to 4 hours--and was not convinced that I could even begin to be thorough about the site due to the conditions. So after saying goodbye to the property owner, I headed home.
Here are the finds. I'm actually really thrilled about the shield with the letter on it, the brooch, the complete lantern (unusual for a plowed field), and the Largie. It is an 1833 Matron Head.
Best Wishes,
Buckles
I went out today for a half day dig--and collected my information and research together to knock on a few doors and track a property owner down. As you know, the end of the spring window for crop fields is upon us... But, the daffodils are in bloom--and they are a BIG help toward tracking down sites.
I got a yes from the owner of a small field which I strongly suspected contained a housesite due to the small clump of daffodils in bloom near the road. When I got out in the field, unfortunately the grass was taller than I'd expected. I bashed away at it though, giving the lower pole assembly of my 1266 a much needed bath--and in the process getting my pants soaked up to the knees.
I thought I'd dressed appropriately for the soggy fields, with a pair of duck boots--but I came to realize in the course of thrashing through the grass that all the water was running down into my boots and filling them up.
So the situation was less than ideal, on a day when the temperatures here were in the mid-40s for the high. I started out working my way up toward a small rise in the field, and found absolutely no iron patch there. The worst part was that I couldn't see the ground for the grass to even "eyeball" for some brick, pottery, or glass in the field.
After ruling out the rise as a possible location, I walked back downhill towards the road. Then all of a sudden, the grass parted on one of my swings and I caught a glimpse of a little piece of feather-edged china on the surface of the ground. I picked up the tiny piece with glee, knowing that my hunches were correct.
As I changed my pattern to ever-widening concentric circles around where the china was found, I started seing little bits of brick. I also picked up a white porcelain four-hole button.
The iron blips came more frequently, and I finally started digging targets. A few interesting pieces came up: An old brooch, a shield-shaped item with a script letter on it (a "P" or a "T"?), several toe taps, a lone flat button, an oil lantern top, and other bits.
I was also digging Big Iron too.
I tried to grid off the spot as best as I could--knowing full well that if I could catch the field after plowing and before planting then I could still pull keepers at a later date.
My feet were chilly, I was bundled up in a coat, and my arm was getting Way Too Sore Way Too Fast due to the grass... And then I got one of those perfect signals that you just know is a coin. I pinpointed, dug, and saw this:
Oh YEAH! Nothing like seeing a Big Copper come out of the ground!
At that point, I'd been there close to 4 hours--and was not convinced that I could even begin to be thorough about the site due to the conditions. So after saying goodbye to the property owner, I headed home.
Here are the finds. I'm actually really thrilled about the shield with the letter on it, the brooch, the complete lantern (unusual for a plowed field), and the Largie. It is an 1833 Matron Head.
Best Wishes,
Buckles
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