xcopperstax
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- All Treasure Hunting
I had one hour to hunt last night so I went down the street to a median strip I've been hitting. I feel like I need at least a few hours to really hunt but I'll take what I can get. I found a few Wheaties which told me there were still plenty of targets to dig. I got some kind of high tone probably upper 70's could be a penny (but as we know it could be anything) and dug into the earth. There in amongst some oyster shells there was a coin. I know a lot of times oyster shells mean a trash pit. In this case it was old fill or maybe just shells that were dropped there as it's close to the shore. I was hoping for something better than a wheatie and was rewarded with an IHP! Those are a day maker for me so I was quite happy with it. But then the voices started.... come on keep digging you know there's got to be some silver here... one more hole... don't give up... It's a slippery slope as time flies by. I dug a few more holes and found another wheatie and a junk ring. This IHP was looking pretty rough but a little Andre's pencil action and this thing was museum quality - my museum! Not bad for a 124 year old coin!
Thanks for reading!
Thanks for reading!
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