sgoss66
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In preparation for starting a set of night shifts at work, I wanted to stay up all night on my day off -- so I decided on some night hunting. I chose curb strips in the old part of town. I started about 10 PM, and by midnight, I hadn't scored a silver. I did find quite a bit of clad (including an unusually large number of quarters), and part of an old pocket watch, but as far as old coins I had managed only one wheat.
A bit later on, in the curb strip in front of an old church, I broke the several hour silver drought in a big way -- lucking into a 1918-S Walking Liberty Half. I was shocked -- as I was not expecting silver on this particular dig. It was deep enough, and the machine suggested it could be, but I had already dug several promising targets that turned out to be everything BUT silver -- so I honestly wasn't even anticipating it. But there it was, lying on top of my dirt pile! I had dug my first Walker back in April of this year, and really didn't expect to find another -- but there it was!
A short time later, maybe 30 feet away from where I dug the half, I got a textbook silver dime hit, only a few inches deep, and pulled out a '59 Rosie. Just minutes and a few feet later, got a much deeper hit, but it still seemed "silver," -- and sure enough I dug a deep plug, switched on my flashlight and my Pro-Pointer, and it told me to go deeper still. I removed another inch of dirt, and managed to see a shining disc lying flat at the bottom of my 7" deep hole -- a '39-D Merc. After cleaning out this curb strip, I moved to the strip along the side of the church, and found only clad and one wheat. I then moved on and hunted several hours more with only clad, but finally got one more shiny one -- a '43-S Merc just before sunrise, from about 5". Hunting at night is different, but I enjoy it. In this case, it was particularly fun in that I tied my personal best for most silvers in one hunt.
Thanks for reading!
Steve
A bit later on, in the curb strip in front of an old church, I broke the several hour silver drought in a big way -- lucking into a 1918-S Walking Liberty Half. I was shocked -- as I was not expecting silver on this particular dig. It was deep enough, and the machine suggested it could be, but I had already dug several promising targets that turned out to be everything BUT silver -- so I honestly wasn't even anticipating it. But there it was, lying on top of my dirt pile! I had dug my first Walker back in April of this year, and really didn't expect to find another -- but there it was!
A short time later, maybe 30 feet away from where I dug the half, I got a textbook silver dime hit, only a few inches deep, and pulled out a '59 Rosie. Just minutes and a few feet later, got a much deeper hit, but it still seemed "silver," -- and sure enough I dug a deep plug, switched on my flashlight and my Pro-Pointer, and it told me to go deeper still. I removed another inch of dirt, and managed to see a shining disc lying flat at the bottom of my 7" deep hole -- a '39-D Merc. After cleaning out this curb strip, I moved to the strip along the side of the church, and found only clad and one wheat. I then moved on and hunted several hours more with only clad, but finally got one more shiny one -- a '43-S Merc just before sunrise, from about 5". Hunting at night is different, but I enjoy it. In this case, it was particularly fun in that I tied my personal best for most silvers in one hunt.
Thanks for reading!
Steve
The silver gods must be very pleased.