08-02-2014, 07:54 PM
What a crazy, hectic, roller-coaster week of detecting madness
I was into overdrive mode all last week, getting everything ready to hunt that 1700's property I scored. I was getting my equipment ready, buying supplies, working out directions to the site, and tying up a million other loose ends. Gerry & I get up there this past Friday, and the place looked like a million bucks. The owner couldn't have been nicer, too. Everything was going perfect, until...
We started to dig. The ENTIRE place was filled This might sound hard to believe, but, my honest hand to god, we didn't pull ONE COIN in about 4 hours!!! Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Not even a memorial penny! It was bad. Bad as in, digging down a foot and getting Budweiser cans. Or, Gerry pulling out the door handle to a late model Chevy Caprice. On a 300 year old property. Aside from an odd piece of junk or two, not a damn thing. Needless to say, we both left disgusted & dejected.
The bright lining on the dark storm clouds hanging over my head was, I happened upon another detectorist swinging at one of my regular spots, last Wednesday. We struck it up, and wound up hunting together a few hours. Later, we were swapping detecting war stories and mentioning names, and small world, this guy knew all of my old hunting buddies in NY. As is life, people lose touch, crap happens, etc., but, this dude (AndreyNY) passed along a message to Phil (eastharlemghost), and we reconnected again. I got out with Andrey & his buddy Boris today, and a few of us are getting out again tomorrow. Nice to have old friends back in the fold
Not much going on in the finds department. The keepers below have been from my hunt last Wednesday & today.
Hope you guys are doing better than I am, lol.
Joe
I was into overdrive mode all last week, getting everything ready to hunt that 1700's property I scored. I was getting my equipment ready, buying supplies, working out directions to the site, and tying up a million other loose ends. Gerry & I get up there this past Friday, and the place looked like a million bucks. The owner couldn't have been nicer, too. Everything was going perfect, until...
We started to dig. The ENTIRE place was filled This might sound hard to believe, but, my honest hand to god, we didn't pull ONE COIN in about 4 hours!!! Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Not even a memorial penny! It was bad. Bad as in, digging down a foot and getting Budweiser cans. Or, Gerry pulling out the door handle to a late model Chevy Caprice. On a 300 year old property. Aside from an odd piece of junk or two, not a damn thing. Needless to say, we both left disgusted & dejected.
The bright lining on the dark storm clouds hanging over my head was, I happened upon another detectorist swinging at one of my regular spots, last Wednesday. We struck it up, and wound up hunting together a few hours. Later, we were swapping detecting war stories and mentioning names, and small world, this guy knew all of my old hunting buddies in NY. As is life, people lose touch, crap happens, etc., but, this dude (AndreyNY) passed along a message to Phil (eastharlemghost), and we reconnected again. I got out with Andrey & his buddy Boris today, and a few of us are getting out again tomorrow. Nice to have old friends back in the fold
Not much going on in the finds department. The keepers below have been from my hunt last Wednesday & today.
Hope you guys are doing better than I am, lol.
Joe