CyberSage
10-19-2014, 11:52 AM
The Fall colors exploded as the sun came up over the horizon. The feel of the old park became almost surreal as I walk a short distance from my car to enjoy a little metal detecting for the first time in quite awhile. I was very excited to get out, and enjoy this beautiful Autumn day.
This time of year in Colorado the trees are truly a spectacular site to see.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/FallColors_zpsa5a75206.jpg
Unbelievably I had only been swinging for about 5 minutes with my E-Trac When I received a very broken, but repeatable hit. A check of the Quick Mask let me know something good was buried beneath my feet. Like so many times in the past I dropped to my knees, and stuck the sharp point of the Lesche digger into the aged park soil. As I began to pry on the handle the pain in my hands reminded me of why I have not been detecting in such a long time. With a little work I leveraged a large plug up, and onto it's back. It lay in stark contrast to the still green grass of the park. My TRX Probe let me know that I hand a few inches of dirt left to excavate. Soon a Silver disk broke from the bottom of the hole, and the sun kissed it's surface once again. I picked up the Silver coin, and could just make out the word "One Dime". I flipped it over, and what I saw threw me for a surprise.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkM9KoeY6Xo
The 1884 Seated Liberty Dime was worn very thin, and worn smooth at the edges.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/Dig_zps26062853.jpg
The E-Trac appears to stand guard over the the small doorway to the past that I opened to find the old Dime.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/Site_zps7f51f31c.jpg
I hunted a few more hours, and found a small amount of clad, and a nice little 1944d Wheat Penny. Very satisfied with my hunt I packed my gear back into the car, and leaned back against the hood. I removed the Dime from the keeper pouch, and held it up to the bright sun, and my thoughts drifted as they usually do to the distant past. Life has always been full of challenges. These folks of yesterday faced many tough times times, as we still do today. I felt the warmth of the sun on my back as I continued to stare at the old coin. Yes, life happens, but... Life is good.
Keep Swing'in
Jack
This time of year in Colorado the trees are truly a spectacular site to see.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/FallColors_zpsa5a75206.jpg
Unbelievably I had only been swinging for about 5 minutes with my E-Trac When I received a very broken, but repeatable hit. A check of the Quick Mask let me know something good was buried beneath my feet. Like so many times in the past I dropped to my knees, and stuck the sharp point of the Lesche digger into the aged park soil. As I began to pry on the handle the pain in my hands reminded me of why I have not been detecting in such a long time. With a little work I leveraged a large plug up, and onto it's back. It lay in stark contrast to the still green grass of the park. My TRX Probe let me know that I hand a few inches of dirt left to excavate. Soon a Silver disk broke from the bottom of the hole, and the sun kissed it's surface once again. I picked up the Silver coin, and could just make out the word "One Dime". I flipped it over, and what I saw threw me for a surprise.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkM9KoeY6Xo
The 1884 Seated Liberty Dime was worn very thin, and worn smooth at the edges.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/Dig_zps26062853.jpg
The E-Trac appears to stand guard over the the small doorway to the past that I opened to find the old Dime.
http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o187/CyberSageBH3300/Site_zps7f51f31c.jpg
I hunted a few more hours, and found a small amount of clad, and a nice little 1944d Wheat Penny. Very satisfied with my hunt I packed my gear back into the car, and leaned back against the hood. I removed the Dime from the keeper pouch, and held it up to the bright sun, and my thoughts drifted as they usually do to the distant past. Life has always been full of challenges. These folks of yesterday faced many tough times times, as we still do today. I felt the warmth of the sun on my back as I continued to stare at the old coin. Yes, life happens, but... Life is good.
Keep Swing'in
Jack