So I went back to my honey hole this past Sunday. The weather was beautiful and it had rained the day before so the digging was easy. I had a blast too because the temperature was only around 70 degrees and that meant that I could hunt longer than usual.
There is an old homestead near this property that belongs to the same owner and usually the grass is too grown up to be able to swing a metal detector, but this weekend the grass was cut! I detected around the old foundation for about an hour, and was finding the usual trash finds. I noticed a small grove of trees so I ventured in that direction. I got a solid 80 on my F2 and thought to myself “An 80 is almost always a Quarter, maybe this is an old quarter!”
I dug down about 5 inches and located the target, it was a quarter! A 1994 quarter to be exact. Oh well, at least it wasn’t trash! I scanned the hole again, and about 8 inches from that plug I got another 80-82 signal and thought it might be another quarter. It was, about 6 inches down another 1994 quarter. I scanned the hole again with my Pro-Pointer and it sounded off! I dug down about another inch and there was another quarter, but this time it was a 1967 quarter!
The coins were getting better, but still not silver. I wasn’t complaining since I was at least finding coins! I decided to slow my swing speed down some in this area. About 2 feet over from the last plug I got another quarter signal. I wondered, “Could this one be a silver quarter?” I dug down about 5 inches and then scanned the hole with my pro-pointer, the target was still in the hole. The dirt I was digging in was a nice soft, black dirt. Some really nice dirt actually considering the usual rocky soil that is found here in Arkansas. I dug down to about the 6 inch mark, and laid the dirt next to the hole. I scanned the hole again with my pinpointer but the target was gone.
That’s when I noticed it! A coin with a woman on it! “What in the the world is that!” The silver coin was laying right on top of my last scoop of dirt, almost as if someone had just laid it there cleaned off, face up! I excitedly grabbed it and wiped it off. It was a 1980 Canadian Quarter! I thought “Yes, finally a silver coin!”
I dropped it in my pouch and said “Silv In The Pock!”
Unfortunately, later my research would reveal that it isn’t a silver quarter after all! (The lighting in the pics doesn’t show the true color.)
Oh well, still a neat coin! After another 20 minutes or so of detecting around the trees I didn’t find anything else except this odd relic.
Normally I can figure out what items are, but this one has me stumped. It appears that it would have been able to hinge and is the top to…something.
I walked back over to the field where I’ve had good luck in the past. That’s where I found these awesome pieces of jewelry and then another hunt I found this diamond and gold ring. I figured that maybe the streak of luck will continue!
Most of the targets were clad coins, but hey, I will dig clad all day long if I have to! It’s a nice change from the usual junk targets I find at homesteads in the woods. And for me, a quarter is worth retrieving anytime!
For the most part, my hunt was going as usual, a bunch of clad with a few neat targets sprinkled in here and there. As you can see from the slideshow below, there was a lot of targets left in that field, but nothing major.
I decided to head towards the parking lot on the grass when I got a nice high pitched tone in the same area where I had found a .925 Silver earring on my first hunt there. I dug down about 4-5 inches and in the bottom of the plug I could see a silver colored hoop earring.
I thought to myself “How did I miss this last time?” I quickly wiped it off looking for a hallmark and said to myself “Come on now, show me that you’re silver!”
BAMM, there it was a .925 hallmark indicating that it was a large, Silver Earring, only this one was much bigger than the first one I had found there. “Whoo hooo, NOW I got some SILV IN THE POCK FOR SURE!”
I made my way towards the parking lot and was finding the usual clad when I got another dime signal. I dug the target and there it was, a small coin I’d never seen before. It cleaned of easily and I could tell that it was a foreign coin. A 5 PTAs, “What the heck?!”
I flipped it over and could tell it was from 1991 with some small lettering on the back, but I couldn’t make out what it said.
When I got it home I learned that it is a Spanish coin. A Spanish 5 Peseta that is mostly copper. Oh well, nothing real valuable, but definitely a cool find in a field in Arkansas!
I continued gridding in that same area when I heard another nice tone in my headphones. Since I was finding a lot of clad in that area, I expected to dig another coin when out popped this cool little guy. An Arkansas Razorbacks Pendant! How cool since that is our college mascot! He’s nice and shiny, and I was happy to save him from the dirt!
The rest if the hunt was average, but I did manage to find a 1966 dime. I thought it was silver at first because it was shiny, but instead I missed silver by a couple of years. Oh well, still a dime and still fun to find a coin older than me.
Here is the total take for the day, not a bad hunt all things considered. It was neat to find two foreign coins in the same hunt from two different countries. It goes to show that you just never know what your next target will be!
I also like to show the trash finds, just to show that every target isn’t a keeper.
Ya gotta dig the trash to find the goodies! 🙂
Thanks for reading my novel. Happy Hunting out there Guys & Gals!