07-02-2016, 11:22 PM
Been working my arse off trying to get all the field patching done and fixing all the iniquities with the never ending repairs of the irrigation systems which can be immense at times. "I fixed this last year, why is there still a puddle here when the system for this section is turned OFF?". And the usual brain cage response is, "Dig it up."
And now you know why I "Dig it."
Thursday, well that was an irrigation nightmare. Faults in control lines, solenoids gone bad, heads broken. I looked like a pottery clay thrower by the end of the day after a dig it up clay orgasm... I was a wreck when arriving home. At 5 pm, the wife says from the kitchen, "What are you doing home? Thought you'd be out detecting on such a nice day?" Then she comes out of the kitchen and sees me and says, "Don't come in any further, strip right there and go take a shower, I'll put your clothes in the wash."
Friday, fixed a major 2" main leak with the city's help of a backhoe, (real "man" kinda treasure chest digging, but just a flipping leak), then headed for the woods.
After a four hour trek through an area where I'd been before, 45 minutes to get there, I found a 45 ACP live round, as well as some fired rounds at what must have been a target area. Then on the way back bumped into a wheat, a wheat, then another, all about four feet apart, then in ten minutes a 1938 Buff, 8 feet away. So it wasn't all for not.
Also that afternoon, way out in the woods, met 2 people from the Metroparks doing the annual tree survey. One was an Agri Forester and the other a Biologist. They were happy as hell to see me and answer all my questions about what they were doing. Which is pretty involved and I won't go into it here. Nice break though.
Then today, well it's the Fourth weekend. Let's see, catch up on remaining laundry, go see the Assistant Chief for an OK on the yearly fireworks on OUR fields, WalMart, BEER, ICE, pick up the wife's brother for a weekend visit, walk the dog, clean the flipping truck out, GO DETECTING at 4 pm.
And the result: 1.5 hours, found a wheat first, 40 something, then 10 inches away, a screamer 9-08, 10-08, and at 1 inch down, scrubbed it with the glove, a definite silver nickel. I thought it was a pull tab before I dug it. The tone made it a certain "iffy".
Dig it!
Have fun out there guys and gals and HAPPY HUNTING!
And enjoy our independence day sanely and safely!
Ed/Ohio Dirt Fisher
And now you know why I "Dig it."
Thursday, well that was an irrigation nightmare. Faults in control lines, solenoids gone bad, heads broken. I looked like a pottery clay thrower by the end of the day after a dig it up clay orgasm... I was a wreck when arriving home. At 5 pm, the wife says from the kitchen, "What are you doing home? Thought you'd be out detecting on such a nice day?" Then she comes out of the kitchen and sees me and says, "Don't come in any further, strip right there and go take a shower, I'll put your clothes in the wash."
Friday, fixed a major 2" main leak with the city's help of a backhoe, (real "man" kinda treasure chest digging, but just a flipping leak), then headed for the woods.
After a four hour trek through an area where I'd been before, 45 minutes to get there, I found a 45 ACP live round, as well as some fired rounds at what must have been a target area. Then on the way back bumped into a wheat, a wheat, then another, all about four feet apart, then in ten minutes a 1938 Buff, 8 feet away. So it wasn't all for not.
Also that afternoon, way out in the woods, met 2 people from the Metroparks doing the annual tree survey. One was an Agri Forester and the other a Biologist. They were happy as hell to see me and answer all my questions about what they were doing. Which is pretty involved and I won't go into it here. Nice break though.
Then today, well it's the Fourth weekend. Let's see, catch up on remaining laundry, go see the Assistant Chief for an OK on the yearly fireworks on OUR fields, WalMart, BEER, ICE, pick up the wife's brother for a weekend visit, walk the dog, clean the flipping truck out, GO DETECTING at 4 pm.
And the result: 1.5 hours, found a wheat first, 40 something, then 10 inches away, a screamer 9-08, 10-08, and at 1 inch down, scrubbed it with the glove, a definite silver nickel. I thought it was a pull tab before I dug it. The tone made it a certain "iffy".
Dig it!
Have fun out there guys and gals and HAPPY HUNTING!
And enjoy our independence day sanely and safely!
Ed/Ohio Dirt Fisher