... But I don't feel so let down today, for some reason. Maybe because I started the day with a belly full of roast turkey leftovers. It's all good.
We busied ourselves with a few searches, in some scattered areas near home. One was an old spot Hal visited as a kid, another was one of our old stanby's and the last was an old homesite, reputedly dating to the Civil War.
About all we did, though, was busy ourselves. No finds of any note turned up. Here are the gleanings:
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As can be seen, much a lot of nuttin'.
At the first spot, Hal couldn't recall where anything was ,since he hadn't been back there since the 60's. Things have been pushed around, new roads cut and there are decades of overgrowth. I found a 1941 Wheatie there on my reconnoiter the other day, but nothin surfaced today.
The old standby is a homesite, which has recently been purchased (probably by some displaced northerners.. otherwise known around these parts as "*$&# Yankees"). It is slowly being turned into pasture space for useless manure factories... what most people call horses. Grass has recently been planted all over the acreage, so we didn't disturb things until we have secured permission. It's possible this place will be closed to us hereafter, as often happens when those overpampered feces factories move in - I'll find out from the owners.
The last spot we visited was an old house site, supposedly a "house of ill repute" from the Civil War. It's gone and cleared off now, and yielded nothing but junk. Very tough conditions prevailed a this spot - iron hard ground, layers of overlay gravel and enough ferrous clutter to choke even the best detector.
Three Memorial cents accounted for the total coins and the rest.... well, it was a glorious day! It was warm and by 1030 hours, I was down to shirtsleeves. My coffee cup was still sloshing full and Hal had his sweet little Silver Sabre, at long last.
For those who dont know it, the Silver Sabre uMax is argualbly the sweetest detector ever made by Tesoro. Surely, it's one of their top 5 models. Like me, Hal rues the day he got rid of his last one. Well, as Fate would allow, another has come his way.
This one is in excellent shape, and appears to have never been used. If he gets rid of this one, he'll have to find someone else to hunt with! I mean you can trade and swap detectors all you want. But there are a few that, once you get them, you just should never part with 'em. The Silver Sabre uMax is one of those. I can name others, but you get the idea. I've replaced mine with a Vaquero, so reckon I've done alright.
So the day wasn't a washout altogether. Fun was had by all.
But I gotta confess - - I'm starting to get he itch for some Tabdog-style "Quantity Detecting."
Time to get out my Top Secret reference card file, gather the resources and make one of my world renowned Clad and Foil Ball Runs!!
Peace, yo!
We busied ourselves with a few searches, in some scattered areas near home. One was an old spot Hal visited as a kid, another was one of our old stanby's and the last was an old homesite, reputedly dating to the Civil War.
About all we did, though, was busy ourselves. No finds of any note turned up. Here are the gleanings:
[attachment 111554 DSCF0024.JPG]
As can be seen, much a lot of nuttin'.
At the first spot, Hal couldn't recall where anything was ,since he hadn't been back there since the 60's. Things have been pushed around, new roads cut and there are decades of overgrowth. I found a 1941 Wheatie there on my reconnoiter the other day, but nothin surfaced today.
The old standby is a homesite, which has recently been purchased (probably by some displaced northerners.. otherwise known around these parts as "*$&# Yankees"). It is slowly being turned into pasture space for useless manure factories... what most people call horses. Grass has recently been planted all over the acreage, so we didn't disturb things until we have secured permission. It's possible this place will be closed to us hereafter, as often happens when those overpampered feces factories move in - I'll find out from the owners.
The last spot we visited was an old house site, supposedly a "house of ill repute" from the Civil War. It's gone and cleared off now, and yielded nothing but junk. Very tough conditions prevailed a this spot - iron hard ground, layers of overlay gravel and enough ferrous clutter to choke even the best detector.
Three Memorial cents accounted for the total coins and the rest.... well, it was a glorious day! It was warm and by 1030 hours, I was down to shirtsleeves. My coffee cup was still sloshing full and Hal had his sweet little Silver Sabre, at long last.
For those who dont know it, the Silver Sabre uMax is argualbly the sweetest detector ever made by Tesoro. Surely, it's one of their top 5 models. Like me, Hal rues the day he got rid of his last one. Well, as Fate would allow, another has come his way.
This one is in excellent shape, and appears to have never been used. If he gets rid of this one, he'll have to find someone else to hunt with! I mean you can trade and swap detectors all you want. But there are a few that, once you get them, you just should never part with 'em. The Silver Sabre uMax is one of those. I can name others, but you get the idea. I've replaced mine with a Vaquero, so reckon I've done alright.
So the day wasn't a washout altogether. Fun was had by all.
But I gotta confess - - I'm starting to get he itch for some Tabdog-style "Quantity Detecting."
Time to get out my Top Secret reference card file, gather the resources and make one of my world renowned Clad and Foil Ball Runs!!
Peace, yo!