...Well okay only part of a day. I had to do some errands and regular stuff first - my son got his learners permit. Now I have a personal driver anytime I wanna go anywhere 
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I also made a good sale of one of my detectors to a fellow I recently met. I actually made a little money instead of losing some, as usual. Thats a boon! he also has a lot of sites and we hope to hook up soon. Hmmm, I think Ill take him some of those old bottles I got scattered all over from my old digs... :
Then, my son spotted this place:
unfortunately it was all trash, demolished homes built in the mid 50's. Not a good way to spend my time, I figured after about half an hour. So, it was on to the next site:
Now this is my favorite soccer field. EVERY Sunday the local hispanics gather here to play soccer. Whole families turn out and during the summer; it looks like a fiesta at the sidelines! I never got far away from that goal you see - I found two multi coin pocket spills and got a lot of other change - no jewelry, alas. On other junkets here I've found more goodies. All told, Ive probaly cleared $4-$5 from the area you see. Then, later, as I was driving back past this same place, I noticed they had the gate open to another place, here:
These little "pocket parks" are usually locked up tight, as they are in the center of our softball pentaplexes. You can see one of these "multiplexes" in the background of the above foto. We have two of these 5-field complexes and another being built, each with their own little kiddie park - but they are always kept locked when not in use. Today this little piggybank was open and I went to it.
Found about a $ in quarters and dimes along a retaining wall facing the third base line at one of the fields, as I was heading back from clearing the kiddie park(the wall looked just like the ones you see in the photo, only about 3 feet high). Apparently, spectators sit on the wall, hang their butts over the back edge of the bricks and, voila! - coins lost right next to the bricks, in the grass. I didnt even have to dig, just run my fingers in the crack (oh, now that sounds lewd ;D)
Heres a chunk of the change found on the spare tire; I just reached in my coin pocket and grabbed some - note the South Carolina Gamecocks sticker on my cars window. Can you see it?? Look close...
Heres some more of the finds from today .It's not all of them, as I got them mixed up and the rest ended up in my coffer box. The bottle was eyeballed at the site of an old church renovation. They've scraped a lot of the dirt up for the rebuild and piled it at the rear of the lot. My new bud who bought the detector told me about it and I went to have a look. Tomorrow, Ill go detect the pile a little.
While out tooling and erranding, I stopped at a volleyball court at an apartment complex to ask permission and offer my services - and got refused. The woman in the office gave me a NO and I suspect she figured I was a crackpot or something like it. Ill try again if I think about it in the future. Maybe Ill shave and comb my hair next time.
But, while I was refused at that one, I got blanket permission to hunt an old house from the 1880's, former sight of the Sisters of Mercy home and school, now a private residence. One window closes another opens...
Good wishes from the Palmetto State and HH
. I also made a good sale of one of my detectors to a fellow I recently met. I actually made a little money instead of losing some, as usual. Thats a boon! he also has a lot of sites and we hope to hook up soon. Hmmm, I think Ill take him some of those old bottles I got scattered all over from my old digs... :
Then, my son spotted this place:
unfortunately it was all trash, demolished homes built in the mid 50's. Not a good way to spend my time, I figured after about half an hour.
So, it was on to the next site:
Now this is my favorite soccer field. EVERY Sunday the local hispanics gather here to play soccer. Whole families turn out and during the summer; it looks like a fiesta at the sidelines! I never got far away from that goal you see - I found two multi coin pocket spills and got a lot of other change - no jewelry, alas. On other junkets here I've found more goodies. All told, Ive probaly cleared $4-$5 from the area you see. Then, later, as I was driving back past this same place, I noticed they had the gate open to another place, here:
These little "pocket parks" are usually locked up tight, as they are in the center of our softball pentaplexes. You can see one of these "multiplexes" in the background of the above foto. We have two of these 5-field complexes and another being built, each with their own little kiddie park - but they are always kept locked when not in use. Today this little piggybank was open and I went to it.
Found about a $ in quarters and dimes along a retaining wall facing the third base line at one of the fields, as I was heading back from clearing the kiddie park(the wall looked just like the ones you see in the photo, only about 3 feet high). Apparently, spectators sit on the wall, hang their butts over the back edge of the bricks and, voila! - coins lost right next to the bricks, in the grass. I didnt even have to dig, just run my fingers in the crack (oh, now that sounds lewd ;D)
Heres a chunk of the change found on the spare tire; I just reached in my coin pocket and grabbed some - note the South Carolina Gamecocks sticker on my cars window. Can you see it?? Look close...
Heres some more of the finds from today .It's not all of them, as I got them mixed up and the rest ended up in my coffer box. The bottle was eyeballed at the site of an old church renovation. They've scraped a lot of the dirt up for the rebuild and piled it at the rear of the lot. My new bud who bought the detector told me about it and I went to have a look. Tomorrow, Ill go detect the pile a little.
While out tooling and erranding, I stopped at a volleyball court at an apartment complex to ask permission and offer my services - and got refused. The woman in the office gave me a NO and I suspect she figured I was a crackpot or something like it. Ill try again if I think about it in the future. Maybe Ill shave and comb my hair next time.
But, while I was refused at that one, I got blanket permission to hunt an old house from the 1880's, former sight of the Sisters of Mercy home and school, now a private residence. One window closes another opens...
Good wishes from the Palmetto State and HH