I took another drive to the park to finish off gridding an area I didn't get to complete yesterday. But I didn't find any silver there; just a few wheat cents and several clad coins. After a good long while I decided to head to another section of the park, closer to one of the local roads. I didn't hit on anything of interest for some time and was beginning to think that I would be heading back home empty-handed, but then I hit on a good signal. It ended up being a 1947 Roosevelt dime. Soon thereafter I hit on a nice-looking silver ring. That got me more motivated.
I moved closer to where a line of trees and shrubs bordered the park and began to hit target after target, all trash. I dug plenty of it, since the targets were sounding fairly good, even if pinpointing larger than a coin. Most were large pieces of metal, some of them small copper pipes. The following are examples of what I was digging.
Because of the trash, I slowed down my sweep considerably in an effort to hear the silver dimes I felt were there. Then I hit on another good tone, Fe in the 8 through 11 range, and Co of 47/48. It was pinpointing small too, but having dug a good amount of trash from there for the past thirty minutes or so, I thought it might be another large piece of metal. Still, I was enthusiastically entertaining the idea that it was a half dollar since the numbers were right, and the tone was sounding much cleaner. Sure enough, after cutting the plug and removing some soil, I spotted the glint of silver. I removed my glove to scrape away some of the soil from the target, and there it was, a Walker! I took a quick photo before retrieving the coin.
And here she is in all her grandeur! Apparently she was mixed in with rusting metal, but the E-Trac locked in on her.
Not long after that I dug up a 1945 mercury dime, and then headed back home soon thereafter.
Here is my silver take for the day.
HH!
I moved closer to where a line of trees and shrubs bordered the park and began to hit target after target, all trash. I dug plenty of it, since the targets were sounding fairly good, even if pinpointing larger than a coin. Most were large pieces of metal, some of them small copper pipes. The following are examples of what I was digging.
Because of the trash, I slowed down my sweep considerably in an effort to hear the silver dimes I felt were there. Then I hit on another good tone, Fe in the 8 through 11 range, and Co of 47/48. It was pinpointing small too, but having dug a good amount of trash from there for the past thirty minutes or so, I thought it might be another large piece of metal. Still, I was enthusiastically entertaining the idea that it was a half dollar since the numbers were right, and the tone was sounding much cleaner. Sure enough, after cutting the plug and removing some soil, I spotted the glint of silver. I removed my glove to scrape away some of the soil from the target, and there it was, a Walker! I took a quick photo before retrieving the coin.
And here she is in all her grandeur! Apparently she was mixed in with rusting metal, but the E-Trac locked in on her.
Not long after that I dug up a 1945 mercury dime, and then headed back home soon thereafter.
Here is my silver take for the day.
HH!
It seems like silver replenishes itself overnight in that park. I wish I could go back there 
