Well the last two days have been brutal on me. I have metal detected for a total of 6 hours and my body is feeling it. Saturday morning we started our hunt at a home from the 40’s that is next to a farm field that is where the land was originally homesteaded in 1860. We had 4 guys and 2 kids hunting. One of the hunters was swinging his brand new ATPro and came up with a couple of tootsie toys. We also had a few other interesting digs including a few wheats and miscellaneous building parts from the field.
Our next stop was a farm field that was a church somewhere between 1885 and 1915. The field was about 25 or 30 acres and we had to narrow down where the church was. For those readers that do research via old maps you know how tricky it can be to pinpoint an area. The old maps are marked by a dot or a simple line drawing of what was there. We had 4 detectorists who spread out and were reporting finds to each other. I am still a little amazed at what my first find was. I got a good signal out of the Ace that pinpointed at 4″ deep. I dug my plug and was blessed by a bent up and trashed Indian Head penny. This ended up being my only good find of the day. After the hunt had ended and we were talking about the days events I cleaned it up enough to determine the year. 1883 which is my oldest coin to date!
There are two things I learned during this hunt. Farm field hunting is tough. It isn’t easy to swing your detector. There is also the fact that for the last 70+ years machinery has dragged the residual church everywhere in the field.
Sunday afternoon I met up with a couple of guys to detect an 1870’s farmstead that is still standing and in use. The setting quickly took me back in time with a limestone home, barn, and stone walls. It was 27 degrees and breezy. On paper this looked like it would produce all kinds of coins. But, it didn’t. As a matter of fact 3 of us swung for about 2 1/2 hors and found 2 pennies. All 3 of us were getting mentally exhausted and slightly frustrated. One of the group members spotted an abandoned farm home across the street and we decided to hunt it. Things improved slightly with 2 wheat pennies, some costume jewelry, and a tootsie toy. Once the sun started sinking we closed up shop and headed home. All in all the last two days have been cold, mentally brutal, and fairly un productive. Over the next two days the focus shifts to the important things in life, family and friends.