Made dinner, ate, and with an hour of so of light left I decided to hit a local park that's produced a little bit of silver for me this year. Only had about 40 minutes or so to hunt really. Well, I hit a couple of clad and then decided to just listen for deepies and pass up on the clad. Wasn't really hearing much and it was getting pretty dark, so I headed back to the car. Fortunately, whenever I'm walking back to the car, no matter how fast I'm walking, I always swing. Well, I heard this nice little tone and went back to investigate. For you Exp guys, it was an 00-27 but not "flutey"... just solid. It was fairly deep so I decided to dig my last target of the night (considering I couldn't see much). Dug down a good bit and i could tell the target was pretty big. I thought for sure it was a crushed bottle cap (dang, they sound good), but i was in it til the end . I was down about 8" or so and flipped over a final clump of dirt onto my towel. I couldn't believe my eyes! A '52 Franklin half. Whoo hoo! First half ever! Between me thinking it was trash and the dark, I think I poked ol' Ben to the right of his face. Oh well.... haven't done that too often. Next time I'll be more careful.
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