Birdseed
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Had an hour or so to spare and the chores were sort of caught up, so packed the wife and the dog into the car and headed to a local beach.
It was a very low tide and I had looked many times at an old platform long used for diving or tanning in the Tasmanian sun. It sometimes came out of the water at low tide. It was today or never.
I walked out through the mud and started to get hits almost immediately. First up a $2.00 coin, then a 50 cent coin. An earring, boy this was going to be a good day.
Things settled down a bit then, a few more coins, a bit of junk, copper nails, a waterlogged plank out of a boat, full of copper nails (to big to recover). Lots of deep signals but with no detector stand or chest mount I had to leave them as I could not put the sovereign down on the ground to dig as it was still covered with salt water and seaweed to about 1/2 an inch deep.
By 6pm I was getting a bit cold and my wife still had to cook dinner at home, an hour away so I resolved to leave after the next find. It came in loud and round, boing, boing, but with the characteristic aluminium tone after, but it was so nice I just had to dig it. There it was, 2 inches down, a pretty little ring. Nine carat gold with a tiny sapphire. A great end to a short hunt. Also the promise of more to find when I chest mount. Roll on the next very low tide.
Pete downunder
It was a very low tide and I had looked many times at an old platform long used for diving or tanning in the Tasmanian sun. It sometimes came out of the water at low tide. It was today or never.
I walked out through the mud and started to get hits almost immediately. First up a $2.00 coin, then a 50 cent coin. An earring, boy this was going to be a good day.
Things settled down a bit then, a few more coins, a bit of junk, copper nails, a waterlogged plank out of a boat, full of copper nails (to big to recover). Lots of deep signals but with no detector stand or chest mount I had to leave them as I could not put the sovereign down on the ground to dig as it was still covered with salt water and seaweed to about 1/2 an inch deep.
By 6pm I was getting a bit cold and my wife still had to cook dinner at home, an hour away so I resolved to leave after the next find. It came in loud and round, boing, boing, but with the characteristic aluminium tone after, but it was so nice I just had to dig it. There it was, 2 inches down, a pretty little ring. Nine carat gold with a tiny sapphire. A great end to a short hunt. Also the promise of more to find when I chest mount. Roll on the next very low tide.
Pete downunder