MangoAve
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This weekend I went to an 1800 to ask a permission but second time there no one was home. So I went to a 1740 house where there was a significance for the man who built it and his role in the RW for the town. I cant give too much away. I heard there was a gold coin found there, after the first time I was in the area. The owner told me that someone already went there and pulled up a cool copper bracelet and they dug an IH while digging for a fence post. Since she told me it was hit and the first time I was there I didn't know any better I just shied away and tried the field next to it and the house near it. I did get a 1700s flat button and musket balls that time.
This time I got some nice relics. Shows sites are never hunted out. I did start off in the less obvious areas like inside the small cedar bush by the driveway (one that you could get inside). Id did find a bunch of clad there. I went back by one of the sheds and picked up a 1946 Canadian penny. Then a really small buckle. It was bent. Later that day I tried to heat it up with a torch to make the metal malleable. Despite the nice green flame from the copper content, it still was really brittle and broke. I pieced it together for a pic. It is quite small. Maybe I will use some two part epoxy to hold it back together. The 55 license tag was near the hatchway. I thoroughly checked the area there by the old entryway whatever I could due to the metal basement window guard there.
I went around the front finding some more clad. Around the side tho, it got really quiet for some reason. Maybe it was filled... but it was filled in the 40's because I still got a nice green 1940 Canadian penny there. I did go back around the path toward the shed again and snagged a nice sash buckle half. The bar in the back is bent but it is very ornate. Too bad I didn't get to stay long because I had to be home for an event that night...formal requiring shower and shave and whatnot. Yes, my face sometimes sees a razor and I stop being Jesus for a few days. :lol:
Oh, and her dog kinda prevented me from doing much in the back yard. He was begging for attention when I got there, but once I was swinging the detector he was going crazy. Maybe he thought it was the vacuum. She told me that he even didn't like a guy with a cane, which prompted the question of him being a rescue animal, of which he is not. First thing when I arrived, which I am putting at the end, she thought I was her daughter's friend who drunkenly took out her mailbox the night before. Hope he did show up later on to pay her to fix it.
The few pics. Too bad its not overloaded like usual for all you pic enthusiasts.
This time I got some nice relics. Shows sites are never hunted out. I did start off in the less obvious areas like inside the small cedar bush by the driveway (one that you could get inside). Id did find a bunch of clad there. I went back by one of the sheds and picked up a 1946 Canadian penny. Then a really small buckle. It was bent. Later that day I tried to heat it up with a torch to make the metal malleable. Despite the nice green flame from the copper content, it still was really brittle and broke. I pieced it together for a pic. It is quite small. Maybe I will use some two part epoxy to hold it back together. The 55 license tag was near the hatchway. I thoroughly checked the area there by the old entryway whatever I could due to the metal basement window guard there.
I went around the front finding some more clad. Around the side tho, it got really quiet for some reason. Maybe it was filled... but it was filled in the 40's because I still got a nice green 1940 Canadian penny there. I did go back around the path toward the shed again and snagged a nice sash buckle half. The bar in the back is bent but it is very ornate. Too bad I didn't get to stay long because I had to be home for an event that night...formal requiring shower and shave and whatnot. Yes, my face sometimes sees a razor and I stop being Jesus for a few days. :lol:
Oh, and her dog kinda prevented me from doing much in the back yard. He was begging for attention when I got there, but once I was swinging the detector he was going crazy. Maybe he thought it was the vacuum. She told me that he even didn't like a guy with a cane, which prompted the question of him being a rescue animal, of which he is not. First thing when I arrived, which I am putting at the end, she thought I was her daughter's friend who drunkenly took out her mailbox the night before. Hope he did show up later on to pay her to fix it.
The few pics. Too bad its not overloaded like usual for all you pic enthusiasts.
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