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Well, I haven't been out detecting much these past several months because of family, work and other obligations but I decided to wake up early yesterday and try my luck at the beach. I thought the combination of big surf, good tides and large crowds at our local beaches could make for a good hunt and I wasn't disappointed.
From the moment I arrived at beach #1 at 2am until I left beach #2 at 5pm, I was pretty much digging a new target every minute or so. I never had to walk very far to get to the next one. I started off hunting with the Dual Field and was doing so well that I never switched over to the Equinox as I had originally planned to do. It had been so long since I had a day with targets galore that I just wanted to get as much as I could as fast as I could and I can really cover a lot more ground with the DF.
It's really interesting when rings start showing up. Certain conditions just seem more favorable to rings making an appearance in the wet sand. You find one, then another, then another and you realize that something unusual and wonderful is happening. That is the way this marathon hunt went.
It's not too often that I find so many rings in a hunt that I actually lose count of how many I have but yesterday was one of those times. Only 2 of the rings are gold but about 6 or 7 are silver with the others made of tungsten carbide, titanium, stainless steel, pewter, and other undetermined metals. With these types of beach conditions I have a feeling that I left some good finds behind but perhaps I'll find them next time.
The 5 gram, FG, yellow gold half-honker was nearly a heart breaker. I scooped it out into a mound on the side of the hole and just as I spotted it I could feel or sense a large breaker bearing down on me fast. I pounced on it like a cat but the wave swept the ring away from me as my outstretched hands literally grabbed wet sand where the ring lay milliseconds before. Fortunately, the ring only moved a couple feet and although unseen, it was shallow and easily re-found and recovered.
Yesterday's hunt was really encouraging for me. Nowadays, with so many other skilled hunters out there, some even posting specific locations on "hotspots", it's easy to get discouraged and to get the feeling that they are finding all the good stuff before you. In 15 hours I never saw another hunter but did see the impression of a detector coil in the wet sand next to where I dug a deep quarter. Patience and persistence still go a long way in this hobby.
Here are the rest of yesterday's finds. Just too tired and sore to sort everything out at this moment. Not pictured are many tent stakes that I put into the beach trash cans. I must have found 2 dozen of those things! GL&HH!
From the moment I arrived at beach #1 at 2am until I left beach #2 at 5pm, I was pretty much digging a new target every minute or so. I never had to walk very far to get to the next one. I started off hunting with the Dual Field and was doing so well that I never switched over to the Equinox as I had originally planned to do. It had been so long since I had a day with targets galore that I just wanted to get as much as I could as fast as I could and I can really cover a lot more ground with the DF.
It's really interesting when rings start showing up. Certain conditions just seem more favorable to rings making an appearance in the wet sand. You find one, then another, then another and you realize that something unusual and wonderful is happening. That is the way this marathon hunt went.
It's not too often that I find so many rings in a hunt that I actually lose count of how many I have but yesterday was one of those times. Only 2 of the rings are gold but about 6 or 7 are silver with the others made of tungsten carbide, titanium, stainless steel, pewter, and other undetermined metals. With these types of beach conditions I have a feeling that I left some good finds behind but perhaps I'll find them next time.
The 5 gram, FG, yellow gold half-honker was nearly a heart breaker. I scooped it out into a mound on the side of the hole and just as I spotted it I could feel or sense a large breaker bearing down on me fast. I pounced on it like a cat but the wave swept the ring away from me as my outstretched hands literally grabbed wet sand where the ring lay milliseconds before. Fortunately, the ring only moved a couple feet and although unseen, it was shallow and easily re-found and recovered.
Yesterday's hunt was really encouraging for me. Nowadays, with so many other skilled hunters out there, some even posting specific locations on "hotspots", it's easy to get discouraged and to get the feeling that they are finding all the good stuff before you. In 15 hours I never saw another hunter but did see the impression of a detector coil in the wet sand next to where I dug a deep quarter. Patience and persistence still go a long way in this hobby.
Here are the rest of yesterday's finds. Just too tired and sore to sort everything out at this moment. Not pictured are many tent stakes that I put into the beach trash cans. I must have found 2 dozen of those things! GL&HH!
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. you sure made up for lost time.
I kept the best four I found last time I was down swinging at HB. Spares for my ez-up. Not that I ever actually stake it down 
