GKMan
Well-known member
Hello Folks
It was a beautiful morning here in the Hudson Valley. The skies were clear, the air was cool, and the fields, the fields have been cut! Seriously can it get any better? Why yes it can. For some time now I have been trying to detect the field across from the mid to early 1700's farm house but the grass was just too high. I had mentioned in an earlier post about beating my way through the grass with the seventeen incher, but thankfully those days are no more since all that is left is stubble. Time was not on my side though since on Thursday's I have to get my daughter on the bus, and get my eighteen month old to day care which leaves me an hour and a half before I had to be home to get ready to work.
Starting from the car the first signal I dug was a shield nickel reading at 12/12. I debated at that time of putting a quick post online about on one hand starting off great but on the other hand about being cursed with the "first find is the best find type of hunt", but since I had no time for joking around I just stashed it in my treasure container and moved on. I worked my way along the windrow of soon to be harvested hay, and decided to dig up an oddball type of signal. It was crisp and clear but was not ringing up in the 12/40's, but it was smooth and repeatable and so I dug it and was rewarded with one ugly chewed up Auctori Connec which dates to the 1787 era . There is very little detail left on the coin. and the only thing that clued me in was that I could see a seated Brittania, and DE and ETLA on the reverse. Once I got to work I was able to take a bit of time to look at it a little closer and piece together what I had. This area has given up five of these already so I guess I should have realized what it was more quickly.
Working my way down the hill I was debating turning around and heading the other way back towards the house, but, I have been rewarded more than once by telling myself that I would work my way to this point or that point in a field, or tree in the woods. Today, was no exception since near the bottom of the field I was detecting I got an iffy signal. It was 12/42 but not crisp and clean. I circled it a couple times with the signal fading in and out of being worth digging and then decided I was wasting more time trying to decipher the signal when I could have had it out of the ground already. Out popped the Nova Caesarea, which again dates to approximately 1787 give or take a year or two.
By now it was time to quickly make my way back towards my car. As I was leaving I saw the farmer working the fields that he and his family have for close to a hundred years. He recalls when they first ran electric down the road in the 30's and the damage caused to his farm by the Great New England Hurricane of 38. A great guy all around and a wealth of information on the area. It is sad to think that folks like that aren't much longer for this world.
As Always Happy Hunting
It was a beautiful morning here in the Hudson Valley. The skies were clear, the air was cool, and the fields, the fields have been cut! Seriously can it get any better? Why yes it can. For some time now I have been trying to detect the field across from the mid to early 1700's farm house but the grass was just too high. I had mentioned in an earlier post about beating my way through the grass with the seventeen incher, but thankfully those days are no more since all that is left is stubble. Time was not on my side though since on Thursday's I have to get my daughter on the bus, and get my eighteen month old to day care which leaves me an hour and a half before I had to be home to get ready to work.
Starting from the car the first signal I dug was a shield nickel reading at 12/12. I debated at that time of putting a quick post online about on one hand starting off great but on the other hand about being cursed with the "first find is the best find type of hunt", but since I had no time for joking around I just stashed it in my treasure container and moved on. I worked my way along the windrow of soon to be harvested hay, and decided to dig up an oddball type of signal. It was crisp and clear but was not ringing up in the 12/40's, but it was smooth and repeatable and so I dug it and was rewarded with one ugly chewed up Auctori Connec which dates to the 1787 era . There is very little detail left on the coin. and the only thing that clued me in was that I could see a seated Brittania, and DE and ETLA on the reverse. Once I got to work I was able to take a bit of time to look at it a little closer and piece together what I had. This area has given up five of these already so I guess I should have realized what it was more quickly.
Working my way down the hill I was debating turning around and heading the other way back towards the house, but, I have been rewarded more than once by telling myself that I would work my way to this point or that point in a field, or tree in the woods. Today, was no exception since near the bottom of the field I was detecting I got an iffy signal. It was 12/42 but not crisp and clean. I circled it a couple times with the signal fading in and out of being worth digging and then decided I was wasting more time trying to decipher the signal when I could have had it out of the ground already. Out popped the Nova Caesarea, which again dates to approximately 1787 give or take a year or two.
By now it was time to quickly make my way back towards my car. As I was leaving I saw the farmer working the fields that he and his family have for close to a hundred years. He recalls when they first ran electric down the road in the 30's and the damage caused to his farm by the Great New England Hurricane of 38. A great guy all around and a wealth of information on the area. It is sad to think that folks like that aren't much longer for this world.
As Always Happy Hunting
