Turn the frown upside down kinda road trip

This morning our family was up very very early. We were headed to Plainville for the Queens grandmothers memorial service. Plainville is about a 3 hour drive Northwest. We didn’t have much time for sightseeing on the trip up. We met with family at the cemetery and had a short time there. We then headed to a luncheon that brought guests in and out to see everyone and share. We found some downtime during this event so my brother in law and I set off with 5 kiddos to find a couple geocaches in the small town. We had fun and the kids did as well!


Once all the guests had left and we loaded everything up we hit the road. Our first stop was in Victoria to see a marvel in the middle of nowhere. I have seen this place multiple times and always wanted to see it up close and in person. Unfortunately a wedding reception and service cut our visit very short. Cathedral on the Plains is a feast for the eyes. I highly recommend you check it out. Fascinating!

Second stop was a place called rock city. It is an interesting place where calcified water has cemented sandstone into spherical formations that kids(and adults) can climb, crawl, and enjoy time outdoors on. Very fun!



Lastly we stopped in Salina at a somewhat iconic burger joint called the cozy inn. 12 burgers, 3 sodas, and 4 bags of chips for less than $20 and the burgers were delicious!


All in all it was a great day but this boy is whooped!

Oooh this hobby. How you humble thee part two

On Saturday business found me 100 miles from home and in the middle of rural america. I had mentioned to my customer that I had brought my detector and a couple buddies. She was curious about where we would be detecting. I mentioned that we would possibly detect the public park and that there was a church we wanted to detect in the next town over. It must have been destiny because as soon as I mentioned the church her response floored me. “Let me call my cousin and let her know you are on the way to the church”. Come to find out her cousin now lived in a house on the church property. The church was founded in 1884 but the current building was built in 1922. My buddy and I quickly turn our machines on and get to work in the sprinkling rain. My first target made me think it would be a good trip.


For the next hour and a half we virtually found nothing. A little clad in a more recently used area.

We decided to pack it in and head to another neighboring towns high school. The building was built in 1914. I was hopeful that we would find some goodies.


The hunting was slow, hot, and humid. We stayed there for about an hour and a half as well and found only clad. Needless to say I believe there are many silvers lurking below the layers but you would really have to work for them!

In the end the trip was fun but not fruitful. Oh well there is always next time!

Happy hunting and stay dirty!
*\_ Steveouke

Ohhh this hobby. Why do you humble thee.

So everyone knows that I haven’t had much time to hunt lately. Yesterday I noticed that in the oldest part of our town workers had opened up some streets that went below the old brick roads… After work I immediately start hunting it scouring around the debris for old coins. I didn’t find anything but headed back to town later last night. Still only found some odd and ends but nothing extremely exciting. I decided that I would go back this morning before work. I had hunted for about 30 minutes when I got a decent signal 4″ down. Now remember they took off about 5 inches of asphalt and a layer of bricks. I dig, chisel, hack my way down 4″ and hit a thick layer of nasty black mud that is extremely sticky. My pinpointer serenades me to a coin sized object and I see the edge of my first tearout coin. I can tell it’s a copper that is encrusted in the nasty mud. I take a picture of the find and send it to Miner with the text “encrusted Indian?”.. I load my stuff and race off to work to see what amazing find I have found. Is it an Indian? maybe a fatty? what if it is a flying eagle? Ohh how ecstatic I would be. Alas I present you with my first tearout coin…

Here is the encrusted coin in it's natural state.
Here is the encrusted coin in it’s natural state.
And once I cleaned it up I realized what I had. That's right it's a $%&^&$ memorial cent.. How does that even happen!
And once I cleaned it up I realized what I had. That’s right it’s a $%&^&$ memorial cent.. How does that even happen!