If you have been following this site at all, you know that I asked an acquaintance of mine to hunt two properties he owned. Well, I got to hunt those properties this past weekend. The results were not what I wanted.
So, I had this past Sunday evening to hunt the two properties and I was stoked to go. I headed out with the usual anticipation. You really never know what you are going to get, so the buildup is just awesome.
I arrived at the first property and it was a typical, older urban home. This one was built in the 1920s and featured a very small driveway, with a curved front bank on the yard. You know – the yard arched up in a steep curve and then leveled out. This gives the homes a prominence that you just don’t find in newer suburbs. I immediately got started in the front yard. I was running the detector all the way open with full sensitivity.
Man, lots and lots of trash. This really isn’t that surprising, considering it’s urban and also old. So, I bumped the discrimination up to see if I could find some quick hits. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. That’s always a bad start. So, I backed the sensitivity down. I thought that maybe trash could be covering or ghosting stuff. So, I went around and gathered a few shallower pennies. All modern. I went back and forth around different areas with the same result. Boooooo.
So, at this point, I decided to move around to the back. I started on the far side, near a fence. I moved about half way up the fence and got a nice signal near 80. I was surprised to see the face of Jesus staring up at me. I thought for sure I had silver, but a quick look showed it was junk. No offense Jesus. So, I continued to work the area. It was very hot and I was pouring sweat. I can’t remember the last time I sweated like that. My clothes were drenched and I could tell I was going to dehydrate.
I moved along slowly and had another signal in the upper 70s to 80. At the bottom of my plug was a chain. Again, thought I may have silver, but it was also junk. Boooooooo. I knew at this point that this site was going to be absolute junk. I worked the rest of the yard with only a wheatie. And a 1940s wheatie at that. Talk about a bust.
I went to the car and guzzled a giant Nalgene container of water. Man, I was parched and feeling a tad dizzy. I knew that wasn’t good. So, I headed to the next spot, which was shaded. I worked the front and came up with absolutely nothing. Man, I was extremely bummed. This site should have turned about some real goodies. It was old, and also next to a spot that has seen tons of people over the years. I’m still not sure what was going on in that yard. It could have easily been reworked at some point.
So, you can see that not every outing is great. You can do the legwork and still come up empty handed. So, what are you to do in moments like these? Well, if you are me, you get right back on that horse – because good research and solid technique always win out eventually!
PS – After cleaning the necklace up, the clasps were definitely junk, but the chain is super clean. I may have to get that tested to make sure it isn’t silver.
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