It was such a beautiful morning (finally!), that I had to get out for a little while, despite the mountain of work I have piled up to do this weekend. I headed to a nearby property a friend of the family gave me permission to hunt last year, the site of a grist mill from the late 1700s. The old mill pond was a favorite local fishing hole for the better part of 200 years, until the dam failed about 40 years ago. As expected, I collected over a pound of old pull tabs, several huge sinkers (for a small inland pond), and a couple of 1960s pennies .Then finally, right as I was wrapping up, this guy:
I found my first seated dime on the adjacent property a couple of weeks ago during a brief warm-up, and now this is my first barber dime. It appears I'm going to be stuck burning the midnight oil tonight working, because I'm definitely headed back out to look for more after lunch! There were a couple of suspiciously flat and uniform areas just beyond the remains of the old spillway that are calling me.
I found my first seated dime on the adjacent property a couple of weeks ago during a brief warm-up, and now this is my first barber dime. It appears I'm going to be stuck burning the midnight oil tonight working, because I'm definitely headed back out to look for more after lunch! There were a couple of suspiciously flat and uniform areas just beyond the remains of the old spillway that are calling me.
