Tahts-a-dats-ago
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Across the street (from my property) is a wooded area that is probably 3-4 acres in size. For 30 years or so the local kids have used the property as a playground of sorts, so there are trails and bike paths meandering throughout the woods. Street-side there is about 12 feet of grass/weeds between the street itself and the woods: an area that guests use for parking when someone in the immediate area has a party (there are only 3 homes in the immediate area).
Over the years I have hunted the strip of grass/weeds on occasion; finding only trash and clad, with one exception - a plain (no stones) man’s gold ring.
It had been a couple of years since I last hunted the strip so I decided to try the Apex out on the 60 yards or so of the strip that is directly across from my property. I know the owner of that property and have permission to do as I want on the property - I also maintain it for the owner (mow the grass, etc..).
I hadn’t made more than a couple of swings with the Apex when my neighbor’s grandson showed up to investigate. Two minutes later his buddy (the other neighbor’s grandson) showed up to see what we were doing. The two decided that I was hunting for pirate’s treasure, and clearly needed their help.
So I now had two helpers and it wasn’t long before they suggested that one of them should use the pin-pointer and the other use the digger. They were beyond excited and quite sure that there was pirate treasure just waiting to be found. Most of the time it was impossible to swing the coil because one (or both) of the boys was in the path of my coil.
Caden (the boy using the pin-pointer) soon discovered that the pin-pointer would sound off if he just ran it along the ground. Naturally every target he discovered was buried pirate treasure, and both boys would insist that I then scan their find with the Apex.
This was now their hunt, and my time was spent scanning the various targets they discovered. Caden would find the target, then I’d scan it with the Apex, and Jaden (the boy using the digger) would dig it up.
We found nothing deeper that 2 inches and the find of the day depended upon which one of us was asked. The boys were absolutely thrilled to find a smashed Coke can 2 inches below the sandy soil - me, not so much. I figured the two boys would be excited about the coins we found, but for some reason they weren’t.
The final tally was 1 quarter, 1 dime, 1 nickel, and 5 zincolns - along with a smashed Coke can, several square tabs, a couple of aluminum bottle caps, some foil, and a nail (the boys thought the nail was cool).
I gave the coins to the boys and kept the trash for the garbage can.
My find of the day was the sheer glee that the boys showed when hunting for that elusive pirate’s treasure. I’m still not sure why pirates would travel 12 miles inland to bury their treasure next to a wooded lot, but the boys are convinced that it happened.
Who am I to say they’re wrong?
All in all it was a great hunt.
Jaden’s mother used to metal detect with me when she was a kid, so it’s kind of special (to me) that her son seems to be following that path.
The next time I see the two boys out I think I’ll grab the Compadre and watch them use it in their hunt for that elusive pirate’s treasure.
Over the years I have hunted the strip of grass/weeds on occasion; finding only trash and clad, with one exception - a plain (no stones) man’s gold ring.
It had been a couple of years since I last hunted the strip so I decided to try the Apex out on the 60 yards or so of the strip that is directly across from my property. I know the owner of that property and have permission to do as I want on the property - I also maintain it for the owner (mow the grass, etc..).
I hadn’t made more than a couple of swings with the Apex when my neighbor’s grandson showed up to investigate. Two minutes later his buddy (the other neighbor’s grandson) showed up to see what we were doing. The two decided that I was hunting for pirate’s treasure, and clearly needed their help.
So I now had two helpers and it wasn’t long before they suggested that one of them should use the pin-pointer and the other use the digger. They were beyond excited and quite sure that there was pirate treasure just waiting to be found. Most of the time it was impossible to swing the coil because one (or both) of the boys was in the path of my coil.
Caden (the boy using the pin-pointer) soon discovered that the pin-pointer would sound off if he just ran it along the ground. Naturally every target he discovered was buried pirate treasure, and both boys would insist that I then scan their find with the Apex.
This was now their hunt, and my time was spent scanning the various targets they discovered. Caden would find the target, then I’d scan it with the Apex, and Jaden (the boy using the digger) would dig it up.
We found nothing deeper that 2 inches and the find of the day depended upon which one of us was asked. The boys were absolutely thrilled to find a smashed Coke can 2 inches below the sandy soil - me, not so much. I figured the two boys would be excited about the coins we found, but for some reason they weren’t.
The final tally was 1 quarter, 1 dime, 1 nickel, and 5 zincolns - along with a smashed Coke can, several square tabs, a couple of aluminum bottle caps, some foil, and a nail (the boys thought the nail was cool).
I gave the coins to the boys and kept the trash for the garbage can.
My find of the day was the sheer glee that the boys showed when hunting for that elusive pirate’s treasure. I’m still not sure why pirates would travel 12 miles inland to bury their treasure next to a wooded lot, but the boys are convinced that it happened.
Who am I to say they’re wrong?
All in all it was a great hunt.
Jaden’s mother used to metal detect with me when she was a kid, so it’s kind of special (to me) that her son seems to be following that path.
The next time I see the two boys out I think I’ll grab the Compadre and watch them use it in their hunt for that elusive pirate’s treasure.
HH jim tn