About 6 weeks ago I was out at a fairgrounds that is 175 years old. A place I have hunted many times. When a man walks up to me and asks if I hunt there often. I told him i did. He'd then told me his wife had lost her wedding ring by one of the soccer fields last year. He hoped that I would look for it and showed me a picture of the very large gold ring that was studded with lots of diamonds. I told him I would look if they, his wife had come over by that point, could show me where it was thought to be lost. So I was off on a gold ring hunt. I opened up the discrimination so I could find gold.I searched and found lots of junk but no ring after an hour and a half I gave up for the day. After that day it rained and snowed and got so cold the ground started to freeze again. After the snow melts and the weather got better I decided to hit that spot again to look for the ring. I widened the search area thinking that she lost it while cheering on her grand child. I was only digging shallow targets thinking it should be near the surface, unless I got a good coin hit. I was near some large trees about 20 feet from where she lost her ring and I got a very strange signal, numbers were all over the place but the sound was a high pitched so I decided to dig. The depth gauge showed that it should be about 3-4 inches deep. when I popped out the plug I didn't see anything in the hole and the pin pointer said nothing was in the plug. But it did say it was close in the hole. I scooped out more dirt with my hand and saw a large silvery edge of a coin then saw the small edge of another coin about a half inch to the left. I almost fell over when I realized it was gold. I reached in and puled out the small gold coin first and couldn't believe what I was looking at. An 1881 half eagle $5 gold piece. Then I pulled the other coin out and it was a 1902 Morgan. As it turns out I would have never found either of them with the settings I had my machine at. I knew I was discriminating out gold but this area is full of pull tabs and bottle caps. I was hunting for silver and clad after all. Even the Morgan would not have given me a signal if it hadn't been for that man and his wife I never would have found these.
What a great day and a fun sport.
What a great day and a fun sport.
WOW! Sometimes walking off the "beaten path" does take us to new treasures. This situation is proof. Congratulations on two beautiful bucket list finds. 
