Fourth gold ring this year:smile:

[tabdog]

Drove to Hot Springs today and checked the lake depths after all this rain.
The water is almost to it's highest point. Lots of debris in the water.

I then went to check out two parks that I haven't metal detected at. The first
one is an old park. I used my Vaquero and found some old pieces of steel
stuff and a few modern coins.

The next one is a baseball park and also has a playground. I decided to use
my Euro Sabre. I dug lots of trash, and some kids jewelry. Found two of
those shinny magnets. Was tired and decided to leave. As I was leaving I
kept swinging my coil. Right out side the tot lot I got a weak signal. It
discriminated like aluminum, but it had a smooth tight sound, so I decided
to dig it. It was this old silver ring at about 6" deep. It has some kind of
stone that looks cracked from being in the ground.

When I got home I look at the ring with a magnifying glass, and to my
surprise it says 14k. Must be white gold.

HH,

 

[Beale]

Congrats on the nice ring! I like it looks old, Beale.

 

[Dimesworth]

Tabdog. You should probably change your post name to luckydog. I started metal detecting again three yrs. ago after losing my detectors and treasures in a house fire back in the "8os". Had rings that I'd found on lakeshores back then. But in the last three years, I haven't found one ring. I find lots of other stuff but no rings. So would ya please stop boasting - you're making me jealous. Finding four gold rings in three months - that's obscene. Just kidding. But you do {with your luck} kinda remind me of the fellow I used to detect with back in the 80s. Now I'm not insinuating that this is the way that you hunt, but, this is the way he hunted. He'd jump from the car when I stopped and head out across wherever we were going to detect - swinging his coil 4 to six inches above the ground, and walk close to three miles an hour. He'd find way more targets than me in a days time. I began to become very jealous of him. I even began to think that he was so lucky - that if he would fall into the river, drunk - he'd probably float up-stream. I even wished that he was living in my house before it burned, because I figured, with his luck it wouldn't have burned to the ground. I should not of had any animosity toward this fellow at all. He would even offer me some of his finds; and I of course would decline his generousity like a spoiled brat. I often think of him now. He has since passed to the other side. I truely wish I had not been so prideful. He was a true and great friend. So Tabdog - I hope that you find million gold rings in the next three months. Hang in there, dimesworth