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GTP 1350 goes to school =

dahut

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Its Saturday and here in Redneckville, that means trash dumpin' day! I had some bags and some boxes and 3 big old punkins from Halloween, all of which needed "re-homing" to the recycling center. AS luck would have it, there is a school near the dump center, which required some cleaning off with the 1350. :clapping:

When I got there I met Cindy, a fellow enthusiast. She was a tiny little thing that couldn't have weighted 100 lbs. dripping wet. We exchanged pleasantries, me telling her I was pleased to see someone else detecting (especially a lady). She told me there is also one other guy, whom she calls "Peanut Foot," that hits the same school regularly.
(Dang! Looked like my finds count would be down today!)
Cindy was swinging a little Ace 250 w/stock coil, and had beeped up a few coins and trinkets. She confided that she had only hit the tot lots, and as far as she knew, the other guy just "cherrypicks" them, as well.

We chatted a bit and then Cindy said, "Well gotta go, David. You probably won't find much, but good luck, anyway."
She waved her goodbyes and took off. I liked Cindy; I wish there were more women hobbysists. 'Hope I meet her again. :happy:

Here's what I managed to hobble up, in an hours time:

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Not an astounding number of finds, but from a supposedly "hunted out" spot, well... not too bad for an hour.
Some things I did that helped were...

1. I didn't bother with the sand and tot lots.
I observed Cindy's small foot print tracking measured patterns across the sand lots, so I didn't waste much time there.
If another guy had been at them, too, striking it big in the sand wasn't looking good. She was forthcoming and has been at the hobby for about 8 years, by her count... so I'll take her word on it.

2 . I hit the "in between" zones.
The same kids that visit the sand lots run around between them. In fact, I tend to turn up more stuff in these "inter-zones" than in the lots themselves. Most folks gravitate to landmarks, like play lots, so they get hunted hard. By hitting the inter-zones, I was able to get some goodies and not waste time.

3. I hit the entrance and exit points
This is one of Charles Garretts' tips, repeated in every book of his I've read. Where people come and go, they lose coins. In fact you can't have one - without the other. Where the people are "funneled and focused" in their comings and goings, the coins are also focused.

4. I dug everything
Well almost everything. I run in JEWLERY DISC as "Mode 1," and use the ZERO DISC mode as my "mode 2." When I get an iffy signal, I switch to ZERO and usually find there is some iron nearby. If the signal indicates in the good range consistently at any point, I will dig the iron item to remove it's masking influence. Then I check out the other item.
The exception to this is when it jumps around in the high and mid ranges; I always dig those.

Learnings?
- Small foil is a dead giveaway on the 1350. Only the largest slabs of the stuff come in like anything consistent.
- Consistency is the key to this detector. Anything that hits consistently should be retrieved.
- Modulate the Sensitivity as needed. In the sand lots, I cranked the SENS to 10 as a test - and was hitting signals below the base soil layer, an easy 8-10."
- Look for the spots the others overlook. I did try a few test patterns in the sand pits, just in case - and got nuttin. Cindy was right about that one.

Lots of fun in a "hunted out" school yard. And the best part is, I didn't have to holler at hunters who might mistake me for a deer!
 
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thanks David, some good pointers there,can't wait to get my 1350,,it is great to find another lady who detects, My wife feels a bit weird some days like shes the only one,, great finds to by the way
 
whadda said:
thanks David, some good pointers there,can't wait to get my 1350,,it is great to find another lady who detects, My wife feels a bit weird some days like shes the only one,, great finds to by the way
Well she 'aint the only shiela, that's fer sure, but shes in the minority. I, personally, would like to see more women than men in the hobby.
But, then, that's the way I roll.... :smoke:
 
You can set this machine up to give a short bleep for size "A", a medium sounding bleep for a "B" size target and a yet longer sounding audio bleep for a "C" size object. Now, make your own program with discrimination, utilizing a variety of notches +/- to suit your hunting preference, then you can forget about looking at the screen all together, including NOT profiling your target. You can now hunt in complete darkness probing only "A" or "B" size targets by just listening for the length.of the tones. Ingenious I say!
 
John-Edmonton said:
You can set this machine up to give a short bleep for size "A", a medium sounding bleep for a "B" size target and a yet longer sounding audio bleep for a "C" size object. Now, make your own program with discrimination, utilizing a variety of notches +/- to suit your hunting preference, then you can forget about looking at the screen all together, including NOT profiling your target. You can now hunt in complete darkness probing only "A" or "B" size targets by just listening for the length.of the tones. Ingenious I say!
Huh? That is the Tone ID OFF. Profiling ON option, right?
 
the women folk didn't take up the hobby because they are far better at noticing the little things and out hunt us blocks.:rofl: I have no doubt that they would generally be far better operators than the guys., so maybe they should come onto the forums and pass on the knowledge about the little nuances they they pick up that we may well glaze over.
Mick Evans.
P.S. Whadda. Don't let Whaddawoman read this.:poke::lol:
 
A lot of detectorists are a bit lazy in that they don't hunt the lawn.:thumbup: On a recent hunt, I recovered $67 out of the bark chips and just over $200 out of the sports field. It took me forever to cover the sports field because I was always recovering targets, 90% of them being coins! I ended up cherry picking the last half of the oval as my finger tips were becoming tender and I was out of permission time.:thumbdown:
Mick Evans.
 
Yeah I hit those places related by Charles and the "no mans land" between tot lots and playgrounds. I've written a couple of articles or so on that subject. I once went out to this huge park we have across town and after I unloaded my gear I was wndering where to start when I looked down the curb line st the many blocks that made up the length of this park and I thought, " Why not where everybody enters and exits their cars, especially the beeper swingers heading to the alleged hotspots within this park." Picked up over 300 coins that day just hitting that curb line. I have found tons of coins in those places no one else ever thinks to hunt.

Bill
 
Yeah when my wife was able and hunted with me she done quite well and was noslouch at locating and plucking those coins and goodies. One of her very first finds was a Black Hills gold ring in our back yard. She was hooked from then on. I sure wish she could still do it. Every time I come home from a hunt, soon as I come through the door she wants to know where I went, to see what I found, and of course if I found any rings. :)

Bill
 
John-Edmonton said:
You can set this machine up to give a short bleep for size "A", a medium sounding bleep for a "B" size target and a yet longer sounding audio bleep for a "C" size object. Now, make your own program with discrimination, utilizing a variety of notches +/- to suit your hunting preference, then you can forget about looking at the screen all together, including NOT profiling your target. You can now hunt in complete darkness probing only "A" or "B" size targets by just listening for the length.of the tones. Ingenious I say!
Are you serious? That is too far out! I didn't know any detector did that! I kinda do this by ear on the Ace in the foil/nickel area and that would seem to be a neat way to hunt.
 
It's good that she can participate in spirit Bill by being interested in your finds. There's a guy in our club that always used to hunt with his other half before her passing. I never met her, but you could tell how special those moments were. Having an interested better half really only enhances your relationship. Only if they genuinely interested of course.
Mick Evans.
 
Yah Barb was my tecting partner, fishing partner, hunting partner, everything partner. Had I taken up sky diving she would have been falling right alongside me. Before we went fishing she would go out in the yard the night before with a flashlight and catch a jar full of night crawlers for bait. How many gals would do that.

Bill
 
Now that dedication Bill!:thumbup: I want to take up paragliding in the next couple of years ( the kids will be mostly grown up by then) but I don't think that Bev will go out and do that with me. She doesn't mind that I've got to drive several hundred kilometers to go and do it, she'll enjoy the piece and quiet when I'm not there.:angel: Nice to be missed ain't it!:lol: I'll just have to take a detector with me to play with on the way. (It's 700kms for the round trip)
Mick Evans.
 
Ain't ya got no places around you closer than that? Seems an awfully long way to go to break your neck. :rofl: When I was a kid we had this big shale pit full of water. Course the sides of it were straight up and down and about 80-90 feet down to the water in one spot.

WE built an earthen ramp right on the edge, then tied about a 100 feet or so of clothsline rope to the back of our bikes and the other end to a tree. Then we would ride like hell, hit that ramp, and go sailing into the water - being careful to separate from the bike before hitting the water. Then we would climb up the side of the pit, fish our bikes out, and do it again. I was quite a dare devil when I was young. If they had had all this stuff they have now I would have been right in the middle of it. I hope you get to go flying like a bird. What a blast that would be.

Bill-90
 
Sounds like you got real close to flying Bill! I've already had a tamden para-glide. I did it on the 100th anniversary of the Wright bros flight. Been too broke to be able to afford it raising the kids, Actually I've got 2 brothers that took up hang gliding, one is now an instructor. Mum and dad had a go at it 10 years back. They got close to getting their wings. Mum broke her collar bone during one of the lessons, but it didn't deter her. It's seems the the instructor lost her nerve and has stopped instructing. Mum and dad have given up on it now (both around 70) but they still have their flying gear and can go up with my brother when they want to.
Unfortunately, the big draw back to moving here is that it's a long way from most places. The closest town with population much over 10 000, is 160kms (100miles) away. If health allows me to do it, I'll buy a para-motor down the track, then won't need to travel, otherwise, the closet 4 clubs are all similar distances way in different directions. The one I'm looking at has the best launch sites and hosted the world championships in 2007. Same place I did my tamdem. It's about the most natural form of flight, nothing around you.
I heard at the week end that a paraglider pilot died a couple of weeks back down at one of my brothers club's launch sites, so it does have it's dangers. Most are because pilots don't respect the power of nature enough.
Anyway, I'm waffling again.
Talk to you soon Evil Kan-evil!:poke:
Mick Evans.
 
Uncle Willy said:
Ain't ya got no places around you closer than that? Seems an awfully long way to go to break your neck. :rofl: When I was a kid we had this big shale pit full of water. Course the sides of it were straight up and down and about 80-90 feet down to the water in one spot.

WE built an earthen ramp right on the edge, then tied about a 100 feet or so of clothsline rope to the back of our bikes and the other end to a tree. Then we would ride like hell, hit that ramp, and go sailing into the water - being careful to separate from the bike before hitting the water. Then we would climb up the side of the pit, fish our bikes out, and do it again. I was quite a dare devil when I was young.
Today, you'd be branded a miscreant for such obviously anti-social behavior, and fined for being on private property. Your parents would be sued for allowing their kid to do such an obviously unsafe act. The family would be required by the social services to go into therapy and there would be an outcry to separate you into foster care - for your own good, of course.
The whole thing would get plastered on the evening news and everyone would gasp in horror.
 
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