Before I left town on Friday to visit my daughter & granddaughter down in the Carolina's,
I managed to squeak in a two-hour hunt before our plane left that afternoon.
I was hoping for a few oldies but instead, found the largest stash of clad I have ever
found. . . $7.92 to be exact. I can only speculate a "woodland" dweller may have buried
it next to their sleeping bag. . . to keep it "safe"
It took about 30-minutes to dig all these
and as I was putting coin-after-coin in my pouch, I was hoping to see at least ONE silver,
but instead, only got ONE wheat. . . a 1951. . . oh well
After getting back in town, Kimsdad gave me a call and asked if I wanted to hunt a new
site in the woods. After some A+ research on Neil's part, we were able to locate a nice
cellar hole that had remained pretty well hidden through the years. The rock boulders along
it's sides were caved in and there was broken glass and iron just about everywhere.
As I started to hunt along the foundation of where the back door may have been, I got
a nice signal and after brushing away some debris with my foot, there was a silver disk
that said "One Dime" staring me in the face. . . and I didn't even have to dig.
About 15-minutes later, I heard Neil yell "Indian" and then after that, "V-Nickel" and then
"silver dime" (I'll tell you, this man is STILL on his roll from this weekend
).
As I worked my way to the north side of the site, I found a nice decorative stove piece,
part of a harmonica reed, a Listerine bottle plus, a couple of pocket knives.
Thanks for looking!
