Took my 9 y/o daughter out this afternoon for her first official hunt. The first time she came with me it was to watch, and since it was cold out she didn't last more than 30 minutes. My over/under on her today and using her MD was about 30 minutes until she gave up, and I was almost right.
So I take her to a lot that's been producing pretty well for me lately. It used to have a carnival on it at the turn of the century, so I was optimistic about finding older coins. Last night on my way out I found a Mercury dime, so hopefully today we could find some more.
Thirty minutes into her hunt she got frustrated and gave-up. She had dug about 4 twist caps, and then had my pin-pointer on for about an hour chasing phantom signals. I could tell she didn't like this hobby at all. Not as fun as she thought it was gonna be. I told her that it's not swing and find every time, that it takes a lot of hours to find good stuff, and digging a lot of trash is what usually happens with good finds here and there. Try telling that to a 9 y/o. All they care about is "I have a MD, and now I will find buried treasure in a few minutes." So, she quit hunting and went to climb a tree while I picked a lot of trash, a little clad, and found a few Wheats. As the sun was setting I told her it was time to start heading to the Jeep. I made a B-Line right for the spot I found the Merc last night, and since she was way ahead of me and wanting nothing more than to leave, I told her to stop and turn the 3300 back on and search the spot she was standing. It was right where I found the Merc last night. As I'm getting closer I hear these words "Dad, I found 'one'..." One? One what? I walk up and she's digging a little hole with grandma's garden tool, and out pops a shiny dime. Now it's dark, the hole is about the length of my index finger, and I'm thinking "Nice, her first coin is a clad dime." I squint in the dark and turn my iPhone light on, and think it looks like a 2000, but then I see '60 on the end and can't believe it. I think I literally said "No freaking way this is a 1960 Rosie" out-loud. Upon further squinting, it's a 1960 Rosie. Are you Efing kidding me?! My 9 y/o finds her first coin ever, and it's a silver dime?! I went about a month of finding pennies before I even found my first clad dime! ugh. As I'm standing there in bewilderment, I didn't notice that she had walked away and started swinging afew feet from me, until I heard her say "Dad, found another 'ONE'..." No freaking way. Another silver Rosie? Oh no, that would be fine, but she pops out a 1943 Merc! Her second coin ever, and her second silver! ugh. I hadn't even filled in the first hole yet for her since I let her walk away from it, and she finds another "ONE". So here I am with my $1200 ETRAC and a little pocket of clad and trash, and my smiling daughter has two silver dimes in her hand with her $200 Bounty Hunter 3300 like that's how it's done. Emasculated by my little girl. lol Un***believable. This is why metal detecting is for anyone, with any machine. You never know. I just had my top-of-line ETRAC crushed by a BH3300 and a 9 y/o. I need a beer, and a few days away from hunting now. haha
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:laughing: "Dad, I found ONE!" ugh
So I take her to a lot that's been producing pretty well for me lately. It used to have a carnival on it at the turn of the century, so I was optimistic about finding older coins. Last night on my way out I found a Mercury dime, so hopefully today we could find some more.
Thirty minutes into her hunt she got frustrated and gave-up. She had dug about 4 twist caps, and then had my pin-pointer on for about an hour chasing phantom signals. I could tell she didn't like this hobby at all. Not as fun as she thought it was gonna be. I told her that it's not swing and find every time, that it takes a lot of hours to find good stuff, and digging a lot of trash is what usually happens with good finds here and there. Try telling that to a 9 y/o. All they care about is "I have a MD, and now I will find buried treasure in a few minutes." So, she quit hunting and went to climb a tree while I picked a lot of trash, a little clad, and found a few Wheats. As the sun was setting I told her it was time to start heading to the Jeep. I made a B-Line right for the spot I found the Merc last night, and since she was way ahead of me and wanting nothing more than to leave, I told her to stop and turn the 3300 back on and search the spot she was standing. It was right where I found the Merc last night. As I'm getting closer I hear these words "Dad, I found 'one'..." One? One what? I walk up and she's digging a little hole with grandma's garden tool, and out pops a shiny dime. Now it's dark, the hole is about the length of my index finger, and I'm thinking "Nice, her first coin is a clad dime." I squint in the dark and turn my iPhone light on, and think it looks like a 2000, but then I see '60 on the end and can't believe it. I think I literally said "No freaking way this is a 1960 Rosie" out-loud. Upon further squinting, it's a 1960 Rosie. Are you Efing kidding me?! My 9 y/o finds her first coin ever, and it's a silver dime?! I went about a month of finding pennies before I even found my first clad dime! ugh. As I'm standing there in bewilderment, I didn't notice that she had walked away and started swinging afew feet from me, until I heard her say "Dad, found another 'ONE'..." No freaking way. Another silver Rosie? Oh no, that would be fine, but she pops out a 1943 Merc! Her second coin ever, and her second silver! ugh. I hadn't even filled in the first hole yet for her since I let her walk away from it, and she finds another "ONE". So here I am with my $1200 ETRAC and a little pocket of clad and trash, and my smiling daughter has two silver dimes in her hand with her $200 Bounty Hunter 3300 like that's how it's done. Emasculated by my little girl. lol Un***believable. This is why metal detecting is for anyone, with any machine. You never know. I just had my top-of-line ETRAC crushed by a BH3300 and a 9 y/o. I need a beer, and a few days away from hunting now. haha
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:laughing: "Dad, I found ONE!" ugh
His machine is a cheaper Bounty Hunter.