First thing this morning I was actually in the midle of typing up my post and scanning pics from LAST weekend...but Deeponedge called me and wanted to meet up and REpound some parks. I decided my post of the last weekend finds could wait.
What happened between 9:00 and noon today was a "nutty" but incredible 3 hours. I met up with him at one of our favorite pounded parks that we just hit last week. He had the morning off and so did I. We decided to hunt from 9:00 to noon...and I was just hoping to pop one more injun from this hot spot about the size of a big front room.
When we were there before and I did pretty well...I noticed a 20' x 60' patch that had walnuts and shells everywhere. They were thick enough that we couldn't even swing the coil...so we dismissed it. Guess what??....I came with a big garden rake this time
...and I spent a few minutes clearing us off a path through the nuts so we could detect.
I would have been happy to just pull one more injun from this place...honestly. Since my mom has passed; I have used detecting as an escape....and it always brings me back to life.
I sincerely don't care if I find anything...but my goal is always "just one more deepie" each time I get out.
The next 3 hours were incredible and my first injun came within 15 minutes. It was a pretty decent hit from 8" down...and now the pressure was off..and my one deepie was out of the way.
What I wasn't prepared for was that 4 more...along with 3 silver coins were to pop out in the next 2 hours and 45 minutes.
After another 20 minutes I got a strange sound but it repeated from every angle...however the cursor was bouncing clear over to where my iron mask is set at and locking....nearly heading into the iron quadrant. Well...I've been digging by sound alone lately... and using the smartscreen only to see if it jumps all the way over to iron...which it didn't. I then switched to all metal pinpoint...and again it locked right about mid center of the screen. The sound was good but strange...the cursor wasn't bad...and the pinpoint verified what I heard...so I dug. From 9" down...out popped another injun with a rusty washer next to it
. Less than 45 minutes into out our alotted 3 hours...and I've already got two injuns in the pouch.
I then slipped into slow motion sweep speed...'cause I figured there might be some more hidin'. Less than 1/2 hour later...I got a high pitched whisper. Even running my gain maxed...this was a sweet flutey whisper...and it made the hair on my nearly shaved head....tingle.
This was a very sweet sound and it repeated from everywhere...the kind of signal I don't get often..and the depth meter was buried. The cursor was going nutty...and was not settling anywhere. Some might think this is bad...but it's actually good depending on where the cursor is fluttering and dancing around at. Well...it was all over the place...but it always went back to the right side of the screen and towards the top. I dug me a pretty good sized plug...okay a huge plug...and then ran the probe....nothing. 
I dug out another 2" or so and ran the probe again. Bingo...a screamer now. From 10" down out popped the nice Barber dime and it has full liberty.
I am hunting by sound alone about 80% of the time now and only glance at the smartscreen as a final varification...and sometimes I dig anyway.
If it wasn't for needing to glance at the depth meter...I probably wouldn't look at the screen at all. It's my choice to run high gain though...cause I feel it lets me hear faint whispers better ...so I do glance at the depth which also helps me decide whether or not to dig.
I plugged along for a short time and popped out 2 more injuns. I then looked over at Darrell who was in a slightly newer area and he had a puzzled look on his face as he was circling the hole. I walked over and said "DIG IT". Well...he did..and popped out a nice merc from 7". He can tell you about his finds when he gets around to it.
Well I came for one more injun...and at this point I had a sweet Barber dime and four injuns in my pouch. After only 2 hours...I ready to go home happy...but Darrell wanted to stay longer. THANK YOU Darrell....caise the final hour was incredible.
I went back over to my gridded area and didn't walk 10 feet after checking Darrell's hole ...before getting another sweet hit. I was almost sure I had one more injun so I called him over. It was a very faint repeating "chirper" and it sounded just like a deep injun. We dug down about 8" and Darrell said he saw silver in the hole. Sure enough...out pops out a worn dime which I thought was a barber...WRONG...it was a worn out 1876 CC Seated Dime. I have no clue as to why it gave the sound it did..but I don't care. I knew it sounded like a deep coin...but wasn't expecting silver.
Walked another 20 feet and got another injun type of hit...heck the wheaties were long picked out of here years ago. There were none of these type hits left in this little area of the park. All the hits I was getting were definately injun....or deep silver type hits. Anyway...turned out to be injun #5 from 8" down.
By this time we had only 20 minutes left and I was completely shocked with my finds. I was 100% satisfied for this hunt...and the next few as well...because of finding the seated and barber. I was just cruising along watching Darrell out of the corner of my eye...when I got another heart stopper signal. It was a warbly mid to high tone and the cursor was going absolutely CRAZY...back and forth like the led lights on a stereo equalizer. The sound never changed... sounding like deep THIN silver...but the cursor was nuts.
I dug a super sized plug and pulled all the dirt out of the hole...probably near 9". I ran the probe and got nothing. I then ran it over the 9" of dirt I pulled out and sure enough...got the high/mid warbly sound.
I sifted back a little dirt and saw TINY silver.
I picked it up and said to Darrell..."What the freak is this"??
We both just looked at it and stared for what seemed like an eternity. I have NEVER SEEN one of these coins before. 
Maybe a lot of you have...and a lot of you may have even found one....but I can truthfully say I didn't even know this coin existed. First I thought it was a 5 cent Canadian fishscale..but then saw the crown and big #3 on it and the date of 1881. Again I said to Darrell..."What the freak is this"?? I had no clue until I got back at noon today and did some checking. It's an 1881 SILVER THREE PENCE from ENGLAND. Now what the heck was this coin doing setting in
one of my little small town parks??. It is a find of a lifetime for me...even though it probably isn't even worth what the worn seated dime is. It is an absolute BLAZER too and you can see every line and detail it has to offer. It truly looks like it was dropped back in 1881. I would love to know the story behind how it got there and who dropped it. What an amazing hobby this is. I will NEVER forget digging up this sweet little silver English coin from a tiny podunk town park.
Well I need to be at work by 1:00 so I gotta' run. Thanks for sharing this with me....and good luck on your next hunt.
What happened between 9:00 and noon today was a "nutty" but incredible 3 hours. I met up with him at one of our favorite pounded parks that we just hit last week. He had the morning off and so did I. We decided to hunt from 9:00 to noon...and I was just hoping to pop one more injun from this hot spot about the size of a big front room. When we were there before and I did pretty well...I noticed a 20' x 60' patch that had walnuts and shells everywhere. They were thick enough that we couldn't even swing the coil...so we dismissed it.
Guess what??....I came with a big garden rake this time...and I spent a few minutes clearing us off a path through the nuts so we could detect.I would have been happy to just pull one more injun from this place...honestly. Since my mom has passed; I have used detecting as an escape....and it always brings me back to life.
I sincerely don't care if I find anything...but my goal is always "just one more deepie" each time I get out.The next 3 hours were incredible and my first injun came within 15 minutes. It was a pretty decent hit from 8" down...and now the pressure was off..and my one deepie was out of the way.
What I wasn't prepared for was that 4 more...along with 3 silver coins were to pop out in the next 2 hours and 45 minutes.After another 20 minutes I got a strange sound but it repeated from every angle...however the cursor was bouncing clear over to where my iron mask is set at and locking....nearly heading into the iron quadrant. Well...I've been digging by sound alone lately
... and using the smartscreen only to see if it jumps all the way over to iron...which it didn't. I then switched to all metal pinpoint...and again it locked right about mid center of the screen. The sound was good but strange...the cursor wasn't bad...and the pinpoint verified what I heard...so I dug. From 9" down...out popped another injun with a rusty washer next to it. Less than 45 minutes into out our alotted 3 hours...and I've already got two injuns in the pouch.I then slipped into slow motion sweep speed...'cause I figured there might be some more hidin'. Less than 1/2 hour later...I got a high pitched whisper. Even running my gain maxed...this was a sweet flutey whisper...and it made the hair on my nearly shaved head....tingle.
This was a very sweet sound and it repeated from everywhere...the kind of signal I don't get often..and the depth meter was buried. The cursor was going nutty...and was not settling anywhere. Some might think this is bad...but it's actually good depending on where the cursor is fluttering and dancing around at. Well...it was all over the place...but it always went back to the right side of the screen and towards the top. I dug me a pretty good sized plug...okay a huge plug...and then ran the probe....nothing. I dug out another 2" or so and ran the probe again. Bingo...a screamer now. From 10" down out popped the nice Barber dime and it has full liberty.I am hunting by sound alone about 80% of the time now and only glance at the smartscreen as a final varification...and sometimes I dig anyway.
If it wasn't for needing to glance at the depth meter...I probably wouldn't look at the screen at all. It's my choice to run high gain though...cause I feel it lets me hear faint whispers better ...so I do glance at the depth which also helps me decide whether or not to dig.I plugged along for a short time and popped out 2 more injuns. I then looked over at Darrell who was in a slightly newer area and he had a puzzled look on his face as he was circling the hole. I walked over and said "DIG IT". Well...he did..and popped out a nice merc from 7". He can tell you about his finds when he gets around to it.
Well I came for one more injun...and at this point I had a sweet Barber dime and four injuns in my pouch. After only 2 hours...I ready to go home happy...but Darrell wanted to stay longer. THANK YOU Darrell....caise the final hour was incredible.
I went back over to my gridded area and didn't walk 10 feet after checking Darrell's hole ...before getting another sweet hit. I was almost sure I had one more injun so I called him over. It was a very faint repeating "chirper" and it sounded just like a deep injun. We dug down about 8" and Darrell said he saw silver in the hole. Sure enough...out pops out a worn dime which I thought was a barber...WRONG...it was a worn out 1876 CC Seated Dime.
I have no clue as to why it gave the sound it did..but I don't care. I knew it sounded like a deep coin...but wasn't expecting silver.Walked another 20 feet and got another injun type of hit...heck the wheaties were long picked out of here years ago. There were none of these type hits left in this little area of the park. All the hits I was getting were definately injun....or deep silver type hits. Anyway...turned out to be injun #5 from 8" down.
By this time we had only 20 minutes left and I was completely shocked with my finds. I was 100% satisfied for this hunt...and the next few as well...because of finding the seated and barber. I was just cruising along watching Darrell out of the corner of my eye...when I got another heart stopper signal. It was a warbly mid to high tone and the cursor was going absolutely CRAZY...back and forth like the led lights on a stereo equalizer.
The sound never changed... sounding like deep THIN silver...but the cursor was nuts.I dug a super sized plug and pulled all the dirt out of the hole...probably near 9". I ran the probe and got nothing.
I then ran it over the 9" of dirt I pulled out and sure enough...got the high/mid warbly sound. I sifted back a little dirt and saw TINY silver. I picked it up and said to Darrell..."What the freak is this"?? We both just looked at it and stared for what seemed like an eternity. I have NEVER SEEN one of these coins before. Maybe a lot of you have...and a lot of you may have even found one....but I can truthfully say I didn't even know this coin existed. First I thought it was a 5 cent Canadian fishscale..but then saw the crown and big #3 on it and the date of 1881. Again I said to Darrell..."What the freak is this"?? I had no clue until I got back at noon today and did some checking. It's an 1881 SILVER THREE PENCE from ENGLAND. Now what the heck was this coin doing setting inone of my little small town parks??.
It is a find of a lifetime for me...even though it probably isn't even worth what the worn seated dime is. It is an absolute BLAZER too and you can see every line and detail it has to offer. It truly looks like it was dropped back in 1881. I would love to know the story behind how it got there and who dropped it. What an amazing hobby this is. I will NEVER forget digging up this sweet little silver English coin from a tiny podunk town park. Well I need to be at work by 1:00 so I gotta' run. Thanks for sharing this with me....and good luck on your next hunt.
I'm not kiddin' ya...I didn't know what the heck it was. Thanks for responding Mattockman...and good luck at the forum hunt. That will be a blast and I hope all of you find some good stuff. I'm sure a bunch of you will find some good friendship too...and that's what it's all about.