Updated/Barber dime and jerky guy kicks me out

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(So I go back and this time the jerky son answers the door, but I get him talking and starting working the diplomacy, talking about things he's interested, people he knows in town, etc. Then I remind him that he had asked me to leave after his mom gave me permission. So, he's getting nicer about it and says, "I'll have to ask my mom if it's ok" -- then he comes back and says the mom said no this time. I can't win with these two. I got a good cop/bad cop, but they keep switching roles.)

A block from my house is an historic, 310 year old tree that is a landmark, protected, etc. The roads there used to be main roads between NY City and Albany. The only silver half reale I found was a couple hundred yards away along the road near an old foundation and cemetary and right near it I found a large cent and an Indian head and a friend found a flying eagle. Well, gettng back to where the tree is there's a big open lot of land that used to be the entrance to an estate back to the 1800s and it's all original land and there are two big pillars where the driveway was. The people who own the land are an older mother and a son probably in his 30s or 40s. Their house is way on the other side of the land, probably 200 yards away and the land just sits there and is not manicured or anything, but very detectable. I asked the lady a while back if I could search and she said yes and I barely got in about 1/2 hour and found a 1908 barber dime. The jerky son comes driving up in his truck and asks what I'm doing and tells me who he is and I say your mom gave me permission and he said "tough" and asked me to leave. I even tried explaining that I'm a neighbor, etc., but no luck. So, now I have to drive past that property almost every day wondering what else must be in there. It's probably 300 yards by 50 yards of property.
 

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Well, unfortunately that is to bad that it came down to you losing that spot. Son probably figured that he might as well get a detector and pull the goodies for himself, rather than have someone else pulling it out of the ground.

Good Luck and hope you pull a good one right in front of the SOB. ;D
 

Been there, done that. Here's another permission and denial scenario. Last fall a friend received permission for us to hunt a civil war encampment on private property. We arrived Saturday but my friend only had a few hours due to an appointment. We found a few relics, and returned the following Saturday. It was raining and about an hour into it, the owner's wife drives up and tells us to leave. Said she they only meant we could hunt that one Saturday only. The she goes from irate to conversational and friendly, but no cigar on changing her mind. Too bad, I still think about the possibilities. Soooo, I feel your pain.
 

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