...I avoided the fairgrounds today and went on a detectabout. Ive seen several sidewalk projects around town and hit them today ... nut!
I did eyeball the marble at one of them, but they had all the signs of having been put down and refurbished several times over the years. Oh well, you never know til you put your foot to the soil.
Then I went to a local school that I know has been hammered, by me and at least one other. I had a plan today - I wanted to try running in max SENS/min DISC and see what happens. Yep, Mr. Lower Your Sens was crankin it up today. Well, let's just say I was pleased.
I really do consider myself a trash hunter and actually look for the stuff, trying to ID it in the ground. I actually get a little excited about finding it. This flies in the face of convention I guess, but I know that where there is trash, so too have people been. It is easy to date a site by the trash and you can categorize the stuff easily. Any goodies which surface as a result of this Trash Bias are...well, they're merely gravy. I dont even like gold and silver all that much, preferring to load my pouch with foil, iron, aluminum and what have you............................................................ OK, for you Net Challenged, take-everything-literally types - Im kidding about that part.
At the school I got a million foil wads, a bunch of iron whatsis, most of the little itsie bitsies you see down in front in the pic and the costume bracelet. THAT honker DISC'ed out just above nickle. Had I been at that DISC setting and were it gold, it would have surely been lost.
Same old story, folks...Discrimination is for IRON. Use more and you've joined a crap shoot.
Finally, some clearing has been done on land nearby the house, which so happens to adjoin the old George Washington Trail. Yes, kiddies, that GW. He passed through here centuries ago on his inaugural tour of the states, along the very road running by in front of this land. Most of the folks whizzing by have little idea, Im sure...
None of my old maps show much more than a possible old house on the preperty and I found only the usual shot shell bases, cartridge cases and iron junkola, including the screwdriver an big red handle-looking thing at the left. I did manage one 1946 Wheat Ear, but that aint much a' nuttin for around here. Maybe Ill go back tomorrow for a little more reconnoiter - we'll see.
Anyway, it was a fun HI-SENS/LOW DISC sorta day.
I did eyeball the marble at one of them, but they had all the signs of having been put down and refurbished several times over the years. Oh well, you never know til you put your foot to the soil.
Then I went to a local school that I know has been hammered, by me and at least one other. I had a plan today - I wanted to try running in max SENS/min DISC and see what happens. Yep, Mr. Lower Your Sens was crankin it up today. Well, let's just say I was pleased.
I really do consider myself a trash hunter and actually look for the stuff, trying to ID it in the ground. I actually get a little excited about finding it. This flies in the face of convention I guess, but I know that where there is trash, so too have people been. It is easy to date a site by the trash and you can categorize the stuff easily. Any goodies which surface as a result of this Trash Bias are...well, they're merely gravy. I dont even like gold and silver all that much, preferring to load my pouch with foil, iron, aluminum and what have you............................................................ OK, for you Net Challenged, take-everything-literally types - Im kidding about that part.
At the school I got a million foil wads, a bunch of iron whatsis, most of the little itsie bitsies you see down in front in the pic and the costume bracelet. THAT honker DISC'ed out just above nickle. Had I been at that DISC setting and were it gold, it would have surely been lost.
Same old story, folks...Discrimination is for IRON. Use more and you've joined a crap shoot.
Finally, some clearing has been done on land nearby the house, which so happens to adjoin the old George Washington Trail. Yes, kiddies, that GW. He passed through here centuries ago on his inaugural tour of the states, along the very road running by in front of this land. Most of the folks whizzing by have little idea, Im sure...
None of my old maps show much more than a possible old house on the preperty and I found only the usual shot shell bases, cartridge cases and iron junkola, including the screwdriver an big red handle-looking thing at the left. I did manage one 1946 Wheat Ear, but that aint much a' nuttin for around here. Maybe Ill go back tomorrow for a little more reconnoiter - we'll see.
Anyway, it was a fun HI-SENS/LOW DISC sorta day.