It has been a nice day, so far.
Well, both good, and NOT so good, as I'll explain...
Inspired by TD words of wisdom, I paid close attention to smaller signals while using my CS in the sand.
I certainly didn't want to miss any of those difficult gold targets he's presented...
My first signal at the sandy playground got me a nickel. A good sign for me that I'm NOT gonna miss any rings.
The bit of foil confirmed that.
It took a number of passes with my home made sand scoop to bring up the three targets on the bottom right, and they still passed through the 1/4" hardware cloth of my scoop.
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The mechanical pencil tip, flattened eraser ferule, and grommet were passing right through the grid... But I got 'em!
Well, THIS target was somewhat distressing... Don't mind saying so, but I could use the $'s.
But I looked it up, online, at the class ring registry... Doesn't exist. Yet there is a site that kinda undertakes that task.
You'll find it, sooner or later, when you look.
The ring was not on their list of the lost.
Most who have graduated a fine school take great pride in that, and wear their ring daily.
Some, as my own father, also wear it as a wedding ring, so I was convinced it would have more value to the owner who lost it than me scrapping it out even though I could use the $300 calculated value for vittles.
So I tried the college name, on the ring... Prestigious east coast school! Yet, only a little help...
I opened an old phone book... (gosh, I don't know WHY we got so many phone books in the house! New ones come every year, I toss the old ones, and they continue to surface, time after time!)
Well, R.T.D. WAS in the book and I called after 5pm to tell him I'd found his ring. I expected some little old gal to answer, and say Robert wasn't home yet, but I got a "No longer in Service" message...
I figured that was odd, as some fellow 60-65 years old would be unlikely not to forward his telephone number...
That left me with a couple options...
The college did have a local tie, and I was about to check that, but on my way I stopped by the address that showed in the phone book. Google maps showed the address as a commercial complex, but I thought I'd look, anyway...
It was a smaller complex for seniors!
...but no names on the boxes...
So I asked a fellow sittin' on his porch where I could find Bob D....
He was nice enough, and said Bob passed about a year ago. I said, "Sorry to hear that."
Well, even though I wasn't dressed as one, (just my normal casual wear!), I said as I went back to my truck, "I had tried to call him a few days ago...", in case perhaps I WAS talking to Bob and he didn't exactly cotton to strangers...
He replied, "Bob can't hear now!"
SO... I guess he was something of a character, himself!
It's something of a puzzle, because the ring was a shallow target... almost beneath the surface.
Hadn't been there very long it seemed...
I suppose Bob won't be needing it any longer.
Off to the scrapper!
A few more spuds and some bacon will be good around here.
Maybe I'll keep the ruby for my wife...
HH
rmptr
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Well, both good, and NOT so good, as I'll explain...
Inspired by TD words of wisdom, I paid close attention to smaller signals while using my CS in the sand.
I certainly didn't want to miss any of those difficult gold targets he's presented...
My first signal at the sandy playground got me a nickel. A good sign for me that I'm NOT gonna miss any rings.
The bit of foil confirmed that.
It took a number of passes with my home made sand scoop to bring up the three targets on the bottom right, and they still passed through the 1/4" hardware cloth of my scoop.
[attachment 93084 32cz.JPG]
The mechanical pencil tip, flattened eraser ferule, and grommet were passing right through the grid... But I got 'em!
Well, THIS target was somewhat distressing... Don't mind saying so, but I could use the $'s.
But I looked it up, online, at the class ring registry... Doesn't exist. Yet there is a site that kinda undertakes that task.
You'll find it, sooner or later, when you look.
The ring was not on their list of the lost.
Most who have graduated a fine school take great pride in that, and wear their ring daily.
Some, as my own father, also wear it as a wedding ring, so I was convinced it would have more value to the owner who lost it than me scrapping it out even though I could use the $300 calculated value for vittles.
So I tried the college name, on the ring... Prestigious east coast school! Yet, only a little help...
I opened an old phone book... (gosh, I don't know WHY we got so many phone books in the house! New ones come every year, I toss the old ones, and they continue to surface, time after time!)
Well, R.T.D. WAS in the book and I called after 5pm to tell him I'd found his ring. I expected some little old gal to answer, and say Robert wasn't home yet, but I got a "No longer in Service" message...
I figured that was odd, as some fellow 60-65 years old would be unlikely not to forward his telephone number...
That left me with a couple options...
The college did have a local tie, and I was about to check that, but on my way I stopped by the address that showed in the phone book. Google maps showed the address as a commercial complex, but I thought I'd look, anyway...
It was a smaller complex for seniors!
...but no names on the boxes...
So I asked a fellow sittin' on his porch where I could find Bob D....
He was nice enough, and said Bob passed about a year ago. I said, "Sorry to hear that."
Well, even though I wasn't dressed as one, (just my normal casual wear!), I said as I went back to my truck, "I had tried to call him a few days ago...", in case perhaps I WAS talking to Bob and he didn't exactly cotton to strangers...
He replied, "Bob can't hear now!"
SO... I guess he was something of a character, himself!
It's something of a puzzle, because the ring was a shallow target... almost beneath the surface.
Hadn't been there very long it seemed...
I suppose Bob won't be needing it any longer.
Off to the scrapper!
A few more spuds and some bacon will be good around here.
Maybe I'll keep the ruby for my wife...
HH
rmptr
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