Leslie(nova scotia)
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From the land of the Bluenose.....met up with the Scottmeister in Bedrock<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d504811100000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center> to do the dew but not before he had to feed his pet a few of the local cows!<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d530812500000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>Lord love a duck glad I don't have to feed that puppy. Of course on the way there the road was full of crow food ranging from hunk of skunk, porcupine pot pie and smidgon of pigeon.
So Scotty with his crushed foot and this bouy with his back spasms headed out for a few oldies at one of his spots which gave up a coin to each of us with the Scottmeister getting the better of the deal finding this Nova Scotia oldie (1864) while I settled for a toasty token and a few buckles.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d53d001800000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
From there it was off to one of my spots that has given up a ton of silver in the past but on this day it was not to be with the only treasure being the view!<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d538812d00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Wasn't long before the Scottmeister was on his knees a digging up a coin.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d502811700000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>It was about this time that I thought I was on a "mind altering drug" as I saw a red and white bobber going upstream against the current. By the time I got Scottmeister's attention it was gone. Of course we both saw the 3 deer munching away on the grass. What you see when you don't have a gun! Of course I recall those long hours watching and watching again Bambi with my daughter and probably wouldn't have the heart to shoot the darn things anyway!
Both of us headed along the river bank where I got a weak signal and out popped a 1927 Brit one penny and a few modern clad while Scottmeister pulled out a star with the date 1942 on it.
The two walking wounded called it a day shortly after with each of us done in bigtime and ready to come home to a cold shoulder and a hot tongue with our Buds hanging around the fridge.
My take for the day was the Brit 1927, a toasty token, two buckles and 24 coins @$2.31<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d526813300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
So Scotty with his crushed foot and this bouy with his back spasms headed out for a few oldies at one of his spots which gave up a coin to each of us with the Scottmeister getting the better of the deal finding this Nova Scotia oldie (1864) while I settled for a toasty token and a few buckles.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d53d001800000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
From there it was off to one of my spots that has given up a ton of silver in the past but on this day it was not to be with the only treasure being the view!<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d538812d00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
Wasn't long before the Scottmeister was on his knees a digging up a coin.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d502811700000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>It was about this time that I thought I was on a "mind altering drug" as I saw a red and white bobber going upstream against the current. By the time I got Scottmeister's attention it was gone. Of course we both saw the 3 deer munching away on the grass. What you see when you don't have a gun! Of course I recall those long hours watching and watching again Bambi with my daughter and probably wouldn't have the heart to shoot the darn things anyway!
Both of us headed along the river bank where I got a weak signal and out popped a 1927 Brit one penny and a few modern clad while Scottmeister pulled out a star with the date 1942 on it.
The two walking wounded called it a day shortly after with each of us done in bigtime and ready to come home to a cold shoulder and a hot tongue with our Buds hanging around the fridge.
My take for the day was the Brit 1927, a toasty token, two buckles and 24 coins @$2.31<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce26b3127ccebda9d526813300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
To bad you couldn't have nailed the runaway fish. Reminds me of when we used to fish for bonito inside the harbors in California. We would catch one, hook a ballon to it and throw it back, then we could always see where the school was.