Took the GTP 1350 out of mothballs today and went for a Junk-et. As some of you may know, I got ahold of a like-new Whites Eagle II SL in trade recently. I have been using it and experimenting with it a good bit, but last night the Green Meanie started calling to me. So I took him down from the wall, cleaned off the dust and put him back in action.
The first signal I hit at my local tot lot was the 1965 Kennedy half dollar you see in the pics. I was surprised, and muttered under my breath, "Well, well... haven't seen one of these in a while." I suppose I should have danced a little jig, but I'm too low-key for that. Besides, I had detecting to do, so I pocketed 'Ol JFK and took him along with me.
A little further on, I found about 10 large holes dug down into the chips, dirt scattered behind them. The half-dollar was soon forgotten; Man, was I burned up, thinking a detectorist had left them behind :veryangry:
I mean, even when there is no one to see me, I fill my holes and leave no sign of my passing.
But the more I looked at them, the more I think they were the work of a dog. First they were fresh, I mean last night fresh. Most detectorist - in this neighborhood - are inside at night if they know what's good for them. The holes were also long, each about same 18" x 3." And all the dirt was tossed directly behind them, just as a dog does.
So I covered them up, lest some do-gooding civil minded sort were to come along and think I, or some other detectorist, had made the mess. God knows we have enough controlling, Fun Nazi's in the world.... no sense in stirring that pot.
After awhile I realized I had found only the half and two zincers at the lot, so I headed to my favorite school. When I arrived, I was greeted with this:
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encircling this:
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EGADS!! Someone had installed a bloody fence 'round the area! Off on another rant I went... :veryangry:
Thanks to the bad apples of the world, someone thought they needed a fence to keep all the 'bad people' out... like little old me. I have been coming to this school for almost twenty years to detect. I've probably hauled out more trash than the groundskeeper himself, and now this insult. It was almost too much to bear. Luckily, they had no locks on the gates (yet), so I allowed myself entry into MY school.
I didn't find much here either, just the few remaining coins you see in the pic, and again several deep holes. This time they were round and straight down. This school yard area dates back to the 30's (ASFAIK) and I have found a few wheaties and silver dimes here. It has also had several rebuilding phases go on at the school, down through the decades.
Because of that, 4"-6" down there are all sorts of large iron and aluminum junk blobs... things like large cans, and flashing and so on. I once pulled out an entire roasting pan! If you didnt know this, and weren't skilled enough to figure it out, you' think you had hit the mother lode... 'specially in the sandy areas. You can dig to China in that sand and not recover anything, while the deep trash in the hole keeps beeping at you. Which is what I'm sure had happened to John Q. Slobass, the detectorist who had come before me. I have yet to run into Mr. Slobass - but I'm looking forward to our first encounter.
So that was the morning. Here are the goods:
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And lastly a pic of my neighbor, "Jimmy" Mercado. He is one of the hardest working guys I know and I was helping him plant a tree yesterday - and snapped this pic:
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He's the best neighbor anyone could hope for but he's not very safety minded - he wears those flip-flops all the time, no matter what he is doing. One day he was outside cutting DOWN a tree - and wearing his flip-flops.
Peace out, yo!
The first signal I hit at my local tot lot was the 1965 Kennedy half dollar you see in the pics. I was surprised, and muttered under my breath, "Well, well... haven't seen one of these in a while." I suppose I should have danced a little jig, but I'm too low-key for that. Besides, I had detecting to do, so I pocketed 'Ol JFK and took him along with me.
A little further on, I found about 10 large holes dug down into the chips, dirt scattered behind them. The half-dollar was soon forgotten; Man, was I burned up, thinking a detectorist had left them behind :veryangry:
I mean, even when there is no one to see me, I fill my holes and leave no sign of my passing.
But the more I looked at them, the more I think they were the work of a dog. First they were fresh, I mean last night fresh. Most detectorist - in this neighborhood - are inside at night if they know what's good for them. The holes were also long, each about same 18" x 3." And all the dirt was tossed directly behind them, just as a dog does.
So I covered them up, lest some do-gooding civil minded sort were to come along and think I, or some other detectorist, had made the mess. God knows we have enough controlling, Fun Nazi's in the world.... no sense in stirring that pot.
After awhile I realized I had found only the half and two zincers at the lot, so I headed to my favorite school. When I arrived, I was greeted with this:
[attachment 108046 100_0084.JPG]
encircling this:
[attachment 108044 100_0086.JPG]
EGADS!! Someone had installed a bloody fence 'round the area! Off on another rant I went... :veryangry:
Thanks to the bad apples of the world, someone thought they needed a fence to keep all the 'bad people' out... like little old me. I have been coming to this school for almost twenty years to detect. I've probably hauled out more trash than the groundskeeper himself, and now this insult. It was almost too much to bear. Luckily, they had no locks on the gates (yet), so I allowed myself entry into MY school.
I didn't find much here either, just the few remaining coins you see in the pic, and again several deep holes. This time they were round and straight down. This school yard area dates back to the 30's (ASFAIK) and I have found a few wheaties and silver dimes here. It has also had several rebuilding phases go on at the school, down through the decades.
Because of that, 4"-6" down there are all sorts of large iron and aluminum junk blobs... things like large cans, and flashing and so on. I once pulled out an entire roasting pan! If you didnt know this, and weren't skilled enough to figure it out, you' think you had hit the mother lode... 'specially in the sandy areas. You can dig to China in that sand and not recover anything, while the deep trash in the hole keeps beeping at you. Which is what I'm sure had happened to John Q. Slobass, the detectorist who had come before me. I have yet to run into Mr. Slobass - but I'm looking forward to our first encounter.
So that was the morning. Here are the goods:
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And lastly a pic of my neighbor, "Jimmy" Mercado. He is one of the hardest working guys I know and I was helping him plant a tree yesterday - and snapped this pic:
[attachment 108048 100_0081.JPG]
He's the best neighbor anyone could hope for but he's not very safety minded - he wears those flip-flops all the time, no matter what he is doing. One day he was outside cutting DOWN a tree - and wearing his flip-flops.
Peace out, yo!
i filled all the holes whilst swearing i"d thrash the s.o.b if i ever caught them. i finished & walked back to the car witch was quite far away i got back in the car & looked towards the tot lot & there were a bunch of kangaroos digging more holes 
needless to say that thrashing didn't happen.
& the other 40% wont be far off.