mastereagle22
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- E-trac, Explorer II, Xterra30, Whites Prizm IV
Hello all
Lastnight was the big night I had been eagerly waiting for. It was the first real hunt with my new Explorer II. Now I don't want to belabor the point, but I really needed to find some good stuff to show my wife that the money I had spent was well worth it. Anyway I met Baldingboy at his house and we hitched up the mules (his truck) and headed off across town to an old house he has gotten permission to hunt.
We got there and started swinging. BB "suggested" that I try to detect the little stip of dirt between the street and the sidewalk. When I say little I mean my size 10 1/2 shoes reached from one side of the grass to the other. He headed right for a tree in the front yard and started swinging. Right off the bat I got a 12 guage shotgun shell head that says "Chester" on it. I assume that it is a Winchester but it is such bad shape that is all I can read. Then I found a memorial in such bad shape there was only 2/3rds of it left. Suddenly I heard BB call out hey I found something. How convenient, he makes me detect the little strip of grass betweent the street and sidewalk and then he heads straight for a tree on a place he arranged for us to hunt and finds an old coin.
I walked over to where he was playing in the dirt making mud pies, (the ground is bone dry here) and look down into the hole and see what appears to be an Eagle or some type of bird looking up at me from the hole. He says to me, "I don't know what it is but it looks really old." Oh really, and Pamela Anderson Lee is a woman, duh! 
He gently reaches down into the whole and picks up the coin and if you have ever seen a new father hold his baby for the first time, then you know how BB was looking right then. I ran to the truck and got a plastic cup and some water that I brought and we babptized that coin right there on the spot. We let it settle a while and went back to hunting.
About 5 minutes later I got a signal with the Beast I just couldn't pinpoint exactly of course it was between two roots the size of my forearm so the digging wasn't too easy. I decided after 20 minutes the tree was going to win this battle and I looked into my finds pouch. One half eaten memorial, one messed up shotgun shell end, 4 rusty nails and a few pieces of canslaw. Yeah my $620 investment was really paying off. I should have bought a Whites. Anyway BB could see that I was really dissappointed and he and I were hungry, so he offered to run up the street for some nurishment and liquid refreshment (not the adult kind). I mummbled yeah okay, but he said but first we're going to go do battle with that tree for your coin. So the two of us nights rode our steeds across the vast expanse of the front yard galloping hoves reverbating off the side of house (okay so we cupped out hands clapped them together and screamed out run away), our Leches gleaming as the sun caught the edge and the tree was scared!! BB was able to confirm that I indeed had found a coin and asked me what the Beast said it was supposed to be. (Storm if you are reading this pay attention) I said the machine tells me that according to my air tests we have a Wheat penny in the hole. "Well let's harvest some wheat" BB says and goes to battle with the tree. Five minutes later out pops the oldest coin I have found to date, a 1910 Wheat, not in great shape but we were pumped. BB then says he is heading off to get nourishment and he will return shortly. Just then I get a signal and I look at BB and I say, "The beast says this is another wheat penny!" Ok, he says like Patrick from SBSP, and drives off. Sure enough in less than a minute I have another wheat! A 1942. BB returns and we quickly eat and he looks at me and he says, "You want to go somewhere else and see what we can find," after a quick second I decide to stay and stick it out. I feel like this is the right place to be and I tell BB, "No, I am going to stay right here because tonight I am going to find one of them funny dimes with the lady on it with the wings on her head" (I told you too Ricardo_NY1). Anyway all is quiet for the next 35 minutes with a few pennys, some pull tabs, some trash and then I hear the beast make a sound I have never heard in the wild before. A sweet, high pitched tone that will not waver. I look down at the graph for the target box and all I can see is about a box and a half at the upper right hand corner of the screen. At this point I almost dropped the beast. I tell BB, hey I just found silver! I get down on the ground and start making my plug and gently remove the soil from my hole, it is dark so BB and I put on our headlights and go back to digging. My pinpointer comes to life in my hands shaking so hard I think it is going to fall apart (hey it's made by Whites
). Just then as I pryed just a little more dirt out of the hole, the light hits the side of a coin and we are both blinded by the reflected light off of a SILVER coin!!!!!! I pick it up and it is a 1951 rosie. No funny dime, but I am not complaining. BB and I give each other high fives and head back to detecting. We make our way around the house and back to the other side with little of any finds, I think the yard has been cherry picked by someone. Anyway, I start walking and tell BB, "hey it's 9:45 and I told the wife I would be home by. . ." and then before I can finish my sentence the beast growls that same high pitch sweet tone we had heard almost an hour ago!!! 10 inches and the little box is trying to hide in the righthand corner again. BB and I spend the next 5 minutes and 26 seconds (yes I timed it) digging a hole you could drive his truck into so as not to scratch the silver. Out pops a 1943 Australian Florin!!!!!!!!!! I cannot speak, I cannot breath I am so shocked. Then as I always do I wave the coil back over the hole and sl to the right of the hole I get the same sweet sound again!!!! 4 inches, I dig a small hole and flip the plug over and there in the plug lays the holy grail of my quest!!! You guessed it I got my funny dime with the lady and the wings!!! 1945!!!! BB says "Hey its a mercury dime", I don't know about BB sometimes because I know for a fact the dime is made out of Silver not mercury. I wasn't through for the night. I found one more wheat a 1946 which I scratched with my digger and BB found a 1912!!!!!! Don't know the mint mark but it is still a cool coin and his oldest Wheat to date. I cannot wait for the next time I get to take the beast out for a hunt. I also foudn one more silver dime a 1957, and since I have already found one with that date I am going to give it to BB. He doesn't know it yet so let's keep it our secret.
For anyone reading this post, please do not take offense that I made funny comments about Whites, I think they make very good equipment and the only reason I ended up with and Explorer instead of a DFX is because a great gentleman sold me the Explorer at a price that was too good to pass up. Any comments I made about Whites above was just for fun. I can tell you and I got his permission first, that BB had run over the first Silver dime with his XLT and he just didn't find it. His machine did not even indicate to him it was there. So with that being said I don't want anyone fighting the Minelab vs Whites argument on anymore of my posts PLEASE....
This machine is awesome. When it finds Silver there is no doubt. Now if I could just get it to find me some more zipper pulls!
Oh and by the way not to steal his thunder, BB found an 1890 Un Centavo from Mexico. WTG BB!!
Lastnight was the big night I had been eagerly waiting for. It was the first real hunt with my new Explorer II. Now I don't want to belabor the point, but I really needed to find some good stuff to show my wife that the money I had spent was well worth it. Anyway I met Baldingboy at his house and we hitched up the mules (his truck) and headed off across town to an old house he has gotten permission to hunt.
We got there and started swinging. BB "suggested" that I try to detect the little stip of dirt between the street and the sidewalk. When I say little I mean my size 10 1/2 shoes reached from one side of the grass to the other. He headed right for a tree in the front yard and started swinging. Right off the bat I got a 12 guage shotgun shell head that says "Chester" on it. I assume that it is a Winchester but it is such bad shape that is all I can read. Then I found a memorial in such bad shape there was only 2/3rds of it left. Suddenly I heard BB call out hey I found something. How convenient, he makes me detect the little strip of grass betweent the street and sidewalk and then he heads straight for a tree on a place he arranged for us to hunt and finds an old coin.
I walked over to where he was playing in the dirt making mud pies, (the ground is bone dry here) and look down into the hole and see what appears to be an Eagle or some type of bird looking up at me from the hole. He says to me, "I don't know what it is but it looks really old." Oh really, and Pamela Anderson Lee is a woman, duh! He gently reaches down into the whole and picks up the coin and if you have ever seen a new father hold his baby for the first time, then you know how BB was looking right then. I ran to the truck and got a plastic cup and some water that I brought and we babptized that coin right there on the spot. We let it settle a while and went back to hunting.About 5 minutes later I got a signal with the Beast I just couldn't pinpoint exactly of course it was between two roots the size of my forearm so the digging wasn't too easy. I decided after 20 minutes the tree was going to win this battle and I looked into my finds pouch. One half eaten memorial, one messed up shotgun shell end, 4 rusty nails and a few pieces of canslaw. Yeah my $620 investment was really paying off. I should have bought a Whites. Anyway BB could see that I was really dissappointed and he and I were hungry, so he offered to run up the street for some nurishment and liquid refreshment (not the adult kind). I mummbled yeah okay, but he said but first we're going to go do battle with that tree for your coin. So the two of us nights rode our steeds across the vast expanse of the front yard galloping hoves reverbating off the side of house (okay so we cupped out hands clapped them together and screamed out run away), our Leches gleaming as the sun caught the edge and the tree was scared!! BB was able to confirm that I indeed had found a coin and asked me what the Beast said it was supposed to be. (Storm if you are reading this pay attention) I said the machine tells me that according to my air tests we have a Wheat penny in the hole. "Well let's harvest some wheat" BB says and goes to battle with the tree. Five minutes later out pops the oldest coin I have found to date, a 1910 Wheat, not in great shape but we were pumped. BB then says he is heading off to get nourishment and he will return shortly. Just then I get a signal and I look at BB and I say, "The beast says this is another wheat penny!" Ok, he says like Patrick from SBSP, and drives off. Sure enough in less than a minute I have another wheat! A 1942. BB returns and we quickly eat and he looks at me and he says, "You want to go somewhere else and see what we can find," after a quick second I decide to stay and stick it out. I feel like this is the right place to be and I tell BB, "No, I am going to stay right here because tonight I am going to find one of them funny dimes with the lady on it with the wings on her head" (I told you too Ricardo_NY1). Anyway all is quiet for the next 35 minutes with a few pennys, some pull tabs, some trash and then I hear the beast make a sound I have never heard in the wild before. A sweet, high pitched tone that will not waver. I look down at the graph for the target box and all I can see is about a box and a half at the upper right hand corner of the screen. At this point I almost dropped the beast. I tell BB, hey I just found silver! I get down on the ground and start making my plug and gently remove the soil from my hole, it is dark so BB and I put on our headlights and go back to digging. My pinpointer comes to life in my hands shaking so hard I think it is going to fall apart (hey it's made by Whites
). Just then as I pryed just a little more dirt out of the hole, the light hits the side of a coin and we are both blinded by the reflected light off of a SILVER coin!!!!!! I pick it up and it is a 1951 rosie. No funny dime, but I am not complaining. BB and I give each other high fives and head back to detecting. We make our way around the house and back to the other side with little of any finds, I think the yard has been cherry picked by someone. Anyway, I start walking and tell BB, "hey it's 9:45 and I told the wife I would be home by. . ." and then before I can finish my sentence the beast growls that same high pitch sweet tone we had heard almost an hour ago!!! 10 inches and the little box is trying to hide in the righthand corner again. BB and I spend the next 5 minutes and 26 seconds (yes I timed it) digging a hole you could drive his truck into so as not to scratch the silver. Out pops a 1943 Australian Florin!!!!!!!!!! I cannot speak, I cannot breath I am so shocked. Then as I always do I wave the coil back over the hole and sl to the right of the hole I get the same sweet sound again!!!! 4 inches, I dig a small hole and flip the plug over and there in the plug lays the holy grail of my quest!!! You guessed it I got my funny dime with the lady and the wings!!! 1945!!!! BB says "Hey its a mercury dime", I don't know about BB sometimes because I know for a fact the dime is made out of Silver not mercury. I wasn't through for the night. I found one more wheat a 1946 which I scratched with my digger and BB found a 1912!!!!!! Don't know the mint mark but it is still a cool coin and his oldest Wheat to date. I cannot wait for the next time I get to take the beast out for a hunt. I also foudn one more silver dime a 1957, and since I have already found one with that date I am going to give it to BB. He doesn't know it yet so let's keep it our secret.For anyone reading this post, please do not take offense that I made funny comments about Whites, I think they make very good equipment and the only reason I ended up with and Explorer instead of a DFX is because a great gentleman sold me the Explorer at a price that was too good to pass up. Any comments I made about Whites above was just for fun. I can tell you and I got his permission first, that BB had run over the first Silver dime with his XLT and he just didn't find it. His machine did not even indicate to him it was there. So with that being said I don't want anyone fighting the Minelab vs Whites argument on anymore of my posts PLEASE....
This machine is awesome. When it finds Silver there is no doubt. Now if I could just get it to find me some more zipper pulls!
Oh and by the way not to steal his thunder, BB found an 1890 Un Centavo from Mexico. WTG BB!!
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