z118
05-12-2013, 08:29 PM
The weather was bonkers this weekend... rainy, cold, windy, sunny, nuts.
Friday evening I got rained out, which wasn't all bad given how dry the ground was getting over the past few weeks,.
Saturday I headed a few towns over to a spot that gave up 9 silvers and 11 buffs in two earlier hunts. I had hit this spot pretty hard in both hunts but I figured there must still be something there. It was cold and drizzling when I arrived. I fired up the E-trac and for whatever reason she just wasn't in the mood for it. Signals were a bit off and I wasn't getting any kind of depth. I tinkered with settings a bit but nothing seemed to help. So I fought her for a while and managed another Buff and five wheats before calling it quits.
On the drive home I decided to hit a new grassy area that I had hunted one evening earlier in the week. That first hunt gave up four wheats in a short time so I was hopeful silver would be lurking. The E-trac seemed happier at this spot but overgrown grass was not a big help. I started scoring wheats and older nickels right off the bat, but after an hour or so had no silver. But then I got lucky and scored a worn 1926 Merc followed shortly after by a 1941 Merc. These two silvers made my day.
I only had a bit of time Sunday morning so I got up very early and hit another new spot. It was very cold and windy and targets were few. I hunted for about an hour pulling only sparse clad. The ground was still dry at this spot and the long grass didn't help. I figured it was a bust and headed back to my car. On the way I hit an odd tone that sounded like a nickel but the numbers were all over. It turned out to be a nice silver war nickel.
I got out briefly Sunday evening but just dug a bit of clad in between downpours, sun, and gusty winds. I did see a nice rainbow though.
So, not the best weekend but not at all bad either. All told I dug 135 coins worth $12.11 including the silver, buff, and wheats. I had forgotten how much conditions change as the season progresses. Truth be told I think I almost prefer those cold March days.
Happy hunting...
Friday evening I got rained out, which wasn't all bad given how dry the ground was getting over the past few weeks,.
Saturday I headed a few towns over to a spot that gave up 9 silvers and 11 buffs in two earlier hunts. I had hit this spot pretty hard in both hunts but I figured there must still be something there. It was cold and drizzling when I arrived. I fired up the E-trac and for whatever reason she just wasn't in the mood for it. Signals were a bit off and I wasn't getting any kind of depth. I tinkered with settings a bit but nothing seemed to help. So I fought her for a while and managed another Buff and five wheats before calling it quits.
On the drive home I decided to hit a new grassy area that I had hunted one evening earlier in the week. That first hunt gave up four wheats in a short time so I was hopeful silver would be lurking. The E-trac seemed happier at this spot but overgrown grass was not a big help. I started scoring wheats and older nickels right off the bat, but after an hour or so had no silver. But then I got lucky and scored a worn 1926 Merc followed shortly after by a 1941 Merc. These two silvers made my day.
I only had a bit of time Sunday morning so I got up very early and hit another new spot. It was very cold and windy and targets were few. I hunted for about an hour pulling only sparse clad. The ground was still dry at this spot and the long grass didn't help. I figured it was a bust and headed back to my car. On the way I hit an odd tone that sounded like a nickel but the numbers were all over. It turned out to be a nice silver war nickel.
I got out briefly Sunday evening but just dug a bit of clad in between downpours, sun, and gusty winds. I did see a nice rainbow though.
So, not the best weekend but not at all bad either. All told I dug 135 coins worth $12.11 including the silver, buff, and wheats. I had forgotten how much conditions change as the season progresses. Truth be told I think I almost prefer those cold March days.
Happy hunting...