So today didn't start-off as I had planned. My goal was to get to the park and hunt by 9AM. I got up early, on time, and ran a few errands. One of which was to get my hair cut. While I was at the barbers, my barber told me that he and his friends used to clean their cars back in the 50's in a spot at the park I've been hunting, so I decided that that would be the area I would focus on as soon as I got there. On the way to the park I stopped at a Gun Shop to pick-up a new holster. I had been carrying inside my belt like always, but wanted something with quicker access since the park I hunt is pretty shady, and that's not the kind of "shady" you get from trees if ya know what I mean.
While there I realized that my permit had expired. *sigh* Great. So scratch my plans for my early hunt. For the next 2 hours I ran around getting new Pass Port pictures done, and picking up a money order so I can renew my permit first thing Monday morning. Not exactly how I wanted to enjoy my Saturday morning, but it had to take priority over MD'ing.
I finally get to the park around 2PM. I go right to the spot where my barber had told me about. In short, it sucked. It sucked a lot. I got decent signals, and dug holes to China, but not even a crappy penny. I wasted over an hour there until I finally got so frustrated I decided to go work an old concrete bridge that's been in the park since the turn of the century. Well, apparently this is the bridge where every person that ever drank a beer in the park decided to deposit their pull tabs and screw caps. This spot sucked even worse than the first one. I wasted about an hour and half on this little poop gem. Now it's getting dark, I'm pissed, and I've not only wasted my morning, but I wasted my afternoon hunting the two worst spots in the park. So I give-up. I start walking towards my Jeep across one of the Baseball fields, but as I always do I keep my MD on and I casually swing it in front of me as I'm walking hoping for that Miracle. Just as I'm about to cross a concrete path that's been in the park for about 100+ years, the E-Trac makes sudden *CLUNK...beep, CLUNK beep* noise. I look at the display and see a very weird number. Something like 18-46. So I stop, and swing back over the spot, and again, *CLUNK CLUNK beep...squelch* This really weird clunking sound like the target was just dropping off. I look at the numbers and see 19-48. Hmm. 46 and 48 conductive are silver numbers, so I start wiggling the coil over the spot and it keeps clunking and showing me crazy ferrous numbers, but the conductive side keeps showing 46, 46, 46, 48, 48, 48, 48. That's more than enough for me to dig, but now the park is dark and all I have for light is a nearby light-post. I dig roughly 5-6 inches down and the bottom of the plug starts to crunch. Sounds and feels like thick gravel. I've had really good luck in this thick stuff because coins wont sink very far. I pop the out the plug, it's dark, I can't see squat, and send in the pin pointer. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! I land right on something, and as the tiny light on the Pro Pin Pointer is illuminating this dark gravel-like dirt, I see a shiny silver edge. The coin is literally perpendicular to the ground! There's the clunk sound!!!! I pluck out a 1942 quarter, in beautiful shape. Stand up, check the hole with the E-Trac, and *CLUNK beep* again! I dig another inch and out pops a 1941 Merc! My 4th one of the year from this park. I so happy at this point that the first two targets are silver on some random swing of the MD, and, while I was leaving, that I decide to hunt this area. So I swing the MD and BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, everywhere! The next 4 coins out were all Wheat pennies from the same years. Definitely a pocket spill, or someone sat down and emptied their pockets in the early 40's.
To any and all that are NEW to the E-Trac like myself. When you hear that "clunk" noise when you're over a target, dig it. Watch that conductive side and see if it stays in the silver range. Don't worry about your FE numbers. They'll jump all over the place like mine did if your conditions are similar. Just dig those CLUNK sounds! I did, and today was my best day out.
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While there I realized that my permit had expired. *sigh* Great. So scratch my plans for my early hunt. For the next 2 hours I ran around getting new Pass Port pictures done, and picking up a money order so I can renew my permit first thing Monday morning. Not exactly how I wanted to enjoy my Saturday morning, but it had to take priority over MD'ing.
I finally get to the park around 2PM. I go right to the spot where my barber had told me about. In short, it sucked. It sucked a lot. I got decent signals, and dug holes to China, but not even a crappy penny. I wasted over an hour there until I finally got so frustrated I decided to go work an old concrete bridge that's been in the park since the turn of the century. Well, apparently this is the bridge where every person that ever drank a beer in the park decided to deposit their pull tabs and screw caps. This spot sucked even worse than the first one. I wasted about an hour and half on this little poop gem. Now it's getting dark, I'm pissed, and I've not only wasted my morning, but I wasted my afternoon hunting the two worst spots in the park. So I give-up. I start walking towards my Jeep across one of the Baseball fields, but as I always do I keep my MD on and I casually swing it in front of me as I'm walking hoping for that Miracle. Just as I'm about to cross a concrete path that's been in the park for about 100+ years, the E-Trac makes sudden *CLUNK...beep, CLUNK beep* noise. I look at the display and see a very weird number. Something like 18-46. So I stop, and swing back over the spot, and again, *CLUNK CLUNK beep...squelch* This really weird clunking sound like the target was just dropping off. I look at the numbers and see 19-48. Hmm. 46 and 48 conductive are silver numbers, so I start wiggling the coil over the spot and it keeps clunking and showing me crazy ferrous numbers, but the conductive side keeps showing 46, 46, 46, 48, 48, 48, 48. That's more than enough for me to dig, but now the park is dark and all I have for light is a nearby light-post. I dig roughly 5-6 inches down and the bottom of the plug starts to crunch. Sounds and feels like thick gravel. I've had really good luck in this thick stuff because coins wont sink very far. I pop the out the plug, it's dark, I can't see squat, and send in the pin pointer. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! I land right on something, and as the tiny light on the Pro Pin Pointer is illuminating this dark gravel-like dirt, I see a shiny silver edge. The coin is literally perpendicular to the ground! There's the clunk sound!!!! I pluck out a 1942 quarter, in beautiful shape. Stand up, check the hole with the E-Trac, and *CLUNK beep* again! I dig another inch and out pops a 1941 Merc! My 4th one of the year from this park. I so happy at this point that the first two targets are silver on some random swing of the MD, and, while I was leaving, that I decide to hunt this area. So I swing the MD and BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, everywhere! The next 4 coins out were all Wheat pennies from the same years. Definitely a pocket spill, or someone sat down and emptied their pockets in the early 40's.
To any and all that are NEW to the E-Trac like myself. When you hear that "clunk" noise when you're over a target, dig it. Watch that conductive side and see if it stays in the silver range. Don't worry about your FE numbers. They'll jump all over the place like mine did if your conditions are similar. Just dig those CLUNK sounds! I did, and today was my best day out.
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