Researched where the had a boat landing at a river in my home town. It’s in a Historic area with is now cemented down with coffee shops, lawyer offices and boutiques except for a couple of old sidewalk stripes and one was in front of a lawyer’s office in the middle of the street with no parking. So knowing it would be better to do it in the early morning, I was in one of those hell with it I’m doing it now I’m motivated already. So here I am all geared up looking like the Predator walking up the street with my gear up and my cap down. Went over the small strip and a high number and tone hitting deep at 9”. I thought to myself it’s not a doubloon, which we’re plagued with form from Mardi Gras, but must be a big rusted washer. But I was there to dig so I dug. Getting more looks and ground getting harder, embarrassment setting in, I gave one more pop and out pops out, like in slow motion in the movies a solid black disc. I put in my bag and got out of there. When I got home a scrub it....it was this! Research, think outside the box and go for it.
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