GeorgeinSC
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On Wednesday traveled from SC To WV for a deer hunting/detecting week or so. Had permission to detect the yards around two old homes. Minimum of 70 years that those homes have been there. Struck out at the first one. So on Saturday I drove almost 30 miles to the second site. Upon arrival I was pleased with what I found as it was a very old home on a large yard. Parked my truck, got out the detector, commenced to swing the coil and the first target was a 1966 Washington. That gave me high hopes of finding some silvers.
I spent three and a half hours swinging the coil for very little return. I kept listening for that weak whisper of a deep silver and it never came. Finally my hands got so cold that I was having trouble gripping the handle on the detector and feeling anything that I touched.
So reluctantly I surrendered and left with a grand total of 85 cents in clad and a few zinc/lincolns. Did not even find any wheat pennies. The owner says that the property had never had a coil over it. The soil had a high clay content and every target that I dug was fairly shallow. I may hit it again at a later date when it is not so cold.
I had better (Kinda) luck yesterday with my deer hunting. Hit a limb when I shot at a nice doe and watched her depart the area post haste. Yesterday afternoon a nice 3 1/2 year old doe decided to join me in a trip to the processor where she will be turned into summer sausage.
Rained and cold today so this southern dwelling old man stayed in the house.
Maybe tomorrow.
I spent three and a half hours swinging the coil for very little return. I kept listening for that weak whisper of a deep silver and it never came. Finally my hands got so cold that I was having trouble gripping the handle on the detector and feeling anything that I touched.
So reluctantly I surrendered and left with a grand total of 85 cents in clad and a few zinc/lincolns. Did not even find any wheat pennies. The owner says that the property had never had a coil over it. The soil had a high clay content and every target that I dug was fairly shallow. I may hit it again at a later date when it is not so cold.
I had better (Kinda) luck yesterday with my deer hunting. Hit a limb when I shot at a nice doe and watched her depart the area post haste. Yesterday afternoon a nice 3 1/2 year old doe decided to join me in a trip to the processor where she will be turned into summer sausage.
Rained and cold today so this southern dwelling old man stayed in the house.
Maybe tomorrow.