Not really big deal as far as it being anything old, but took my sons to a park just 2 streets over from my house to let them play around with an X-Terra. They are interested in learning, so I am showing them the ropes. They thought they were using Mommy's detector, but in reality it is one I picked up for them for Christmas. Gonna have to cut the lower pole down. But I am straying from the topic here. I had hunted at this park a few times, and it has been good for lots of clad, as there are lots of ball games played here on a regular basis. There is a concession stand, bleachers, hillside people sit on, and a playground. But to my knowledge, it is not a very old park, and the homes around it are all built from the mid-50's on up.
So they are hunting the playground, and they find some pennies, then a dime, then a couple quarters along with the usual assortment of junk. They have fun, then decide they want to play on the playground. So I take my Explorer and decide to cherry pick with a coins pattern I made. The area is super trashy. I take about 2 swings and get my ears blasted, out pops 2 quarters from right under the surface, get a few more coins at a regular pace. Then I get a nice high mellow tone and it shows about 3 or 4 inches down. I cut a plug (ground is full of gravel) and check the hole, still in there. Remove some more soil and see something shiney. I am thinking no way is there silver here. Well not just silver, but a 1943S silver quarter, no more than 3 inches or so down, not really masked by anything.
With my really tight coin pattern I scanned in, the XS locked right on to it no problem. Well this got me excited, so I am ready to really slow down and start hunting this section.
With in a few minutes, I hear a dirt bike. Comes flying thru the park, right by the playground where my 2, 7, & 8 year olds are playing. He was chasing 2 kids on bikes. The ducked thru a hole in the fence and began mocking him, then they took off. Saw him tearing up and down the streets, then heard a big commotion at the far end of the field, screaming and cursing. Grabbed the kids and hustled to the van to head home.
This is my big gripe, many of our parks are no longer safe to take my kids to. The city just spent tens of thousands of dollars on new equipment in a park just down form our house. With in a matter of days it was covered with graffiti, most of it profanity (and most of it misspelled too). Generally, when I drive buy there are 10 to 12 thugs in the 19 to 25 year old range in the park, sitting on the playground equipment. I have drove by and seen them brawling, guys fighting each other, girls fighting each other, girls fighting guys. Constantly yelling and cussing F this and MF that. This burns me up to no end.
Now don't get me wrong, I am 37; 5" 10"; 225 lbs and have been training Judo, Brazillian Jiu Jitsu, along with boxing and kick boxing for the better part of 18 years. I have no problem handling myself in a one on one; hand to hand confrontation. But these guys are cowards, they attack in gangs but will tuck and run if caught in a one on one confrontation. Plus, they generally pack weapons. Finally, I am usually there with my wife and kids, and I don't really want my kids to see me in a fight like that. This neighborhood was so nice and quiet just 5 years ago, but this element is now a permanent fixture here. Pants down around their knees, walking spread out across the road, threatening anyone that so much as makes eye contact. My best neighbor and very good friend just moved from the house he had built 30 years ago because as he said "after 30 years of a wonderful neighborhood, I don't walk out my front door to check my mail with out carrying a pistol now." Just a sad sad thing. We have been here going on 8 years, and have made a lot of friends, and my children are best friends with the kids across the street. Now, we are looking to move as soon as we possibly can. Oh well, rant over, but I tell you what I really want to do, is get about 15 of the neighborhood men with 15 nice ball bats and clean up our parks.
So they are hunting the playground, and they find some pennies, then a dime, then a couple quarters along with the usual assortment of junk. They have fun, then decide they want to play on the playground. So I take my Explorer and decide to cherry pick with a coins pattern I made. The area is super trashy. I take about 2 swings and get my ears blasted, out pops 2 quarters from right under the surface, get a few more coins at a regular pace. Then I get a nice high mellow tone and it shows about 3 or 4 inches down. I cut a plug (ground is full of gravel) and check the hole, still in there. Remove some more soil and see something shiney. I am thinking no way is there silver here. Well not just silver, but a 1943S silver quarter, no more than 3 inches or so down, not really masked by anything.

With in a few minutes, I hear a dirt bike. Comes flying thru the park, right by the playground where my 2, 7, & 8 year olds are playing. He was chasing 2 kids on bikes. The ducked thru a hole in the fence and began mocking him, then they took off. Saw him tearing up and down the streets, then heard a big commotion at the far end of the field, screaming and cursing. Grabbed the kids and hustled to the van to head home.
This is my big gripe, many of our parks are no longer safe to take my kids to. The city just spent tens of thousands of dollars on new equipment in a park just down form our house. With in a matter of days it was covered with graffiti, most of it profanity (and most of it misspelled too). Generally, when I drive buy there are 10 to 12 thugs in the 19 to 25 year old range in the park, sitting on the playground equipment. I have drove by and seen them brawling, guys fighting each other, girls fighting each other, girls fighting guys. Constantly yelling and cussing F this and MF that. This burns me up to no end.

