So true of as rare as chicken teeth they are on sites that we hunt, geez even silver is an anomaly.
Yesterday wasn't a great way of ending up a season that's for sure-it was a brain fart thinking on my part to even venture onto the field.
I should of stuck to the pasture site down the road from where you got the 2 cent piece (The school house site where the cement citrine was located)
I got there and the road was close-10 trucks, large excavator digging in a new culvert across the road along the field. So I would be on stage-so to speak.
Yes the shovel has taken a beating over the last 7yrs, I had the blade shaved down which might of changed the temper of the steel a tad yrs ago.
This last summer the lip got curled from a day of rubble stone digging, so I has it straightened and a buddy at the machine shop ran a bead along the edge with the mig welder.
But it didn't help it seems to be softening up the blade. I might quench it to harden it up again as I truly enjoy the brut as i can stomp on the handle and dislodge what ever is in its way.
Great for digging in the root infested sites that I go to at times.