They say no place is ever “Hunted Out.” That may be true, but there are places that have been detected so much that the good finds are few and far between. The park closest to my house is hunted out according to my definition of the words. I have detected there over 50 times in the last couple of years. Usually I don’t find much in that park. One time I did find a nice .925 Ring, but that was an exception and not the norm.
Modern clad coins and trash are the usual finds in that park. It could be because the park has only been there since the 1970’s. Couple that with the fact that not many people actually use the park and you have a recipe for some tough hunting. Still, I enjoy getting out there and swinging. The first few hunts there were pretty good, and I found my share of quarters, but the last year or so hasn’t been very productive.
I detected there for about an hour yesterday. First I hit the playground and only found one bullet casing. It always intrigues me how bullet shells get on playgrounds since I find them there all the time! I figure the gravel is brought from creeks, and the shells are in the gravel. Since I wasn’t finding much on the tot lot, I moved to the grassy areas between the parking lot.
As you can see from the picture, I didn’t find much, but I did find a few things in this “hunted out” park. The best of which was this button and charm. Both are junkers, but I was satisfied to find ‘something’ there.
All in all it was a fun hunt, I got outside and got some fresh air, and sometimes that’s all I really need to rejuvenate and relax my mind. I have a once in a lifetime hunt planned next weekend, and this hunt will hold me over until then. The anticipation is killin me, but at least I have a full day of metal detecting to look forward to!
Take care my friends, and remember, sometimes it’s not about the finds. Sometimes it’s about just enjoying the hunt!