As I sipped my coffee this AM overlooking Long Island Sound from the comfort of my old van I noted little if any fluttering of a nearby flag from a slight air movement.
The sun was breaking free of the low lying haze hinting of a possibly warm day.
There was a little gentle wave action which was the deciding factor---today I would hunt the spot again where a couple of days ago I found thin sand and 2-silver dimes among 47 targets I recovered (mostly junk).
By the time I suited up and returned to my hunting grounds the wind was a brisk SW breeze and the waves were high enough to cause me second thoughts about a hunt today.
Notice the boat is pointed into the wind and the waves breaking on the sand bar out about a 100' or so and the quieter, narrow stretch of water just a little toward shore where I was able to fnd gold in chest deep water.
I decided that since I was here and in a wet suit (didn't have to worry about flooded waders!!) that I would at least get in a short hunt before the wind/wave combo chilled me to the bone and I would have to head home to warm up.
My first target and then the second were the fishing sinkers, offering me hope of things to come.
Just as I was starting to feel the chill through my 3 Mil Farmer John shorty suit at a little before the 1 hour mark I heard a faint, but solid signal above the noise of the wind and waves.
It took a bit of coaxing to slip this beauty outa the boulders and large stones it was hiding in, but Mr. Dual Field, Diablo and this Old Hunter had done it again---------gold!!
6.7 Grams, of the white kind, puts a smile on my face every time!!!
As the tide came in the waves started to cross the sand bar and 11/2 hours of dancing with waves was enough to wear me down.
Looking forward to warming up in a hot shower, I decided to call it a day with 21 targets recovered.
I must add that it has been 17 hours of water hunting since my last gold!!
The sun was breaking free of the low lying haze hinting of a possibly warm day.
There was a little gentle wave action which was the deciding factor---today I would hunt the spot again where a couple of days ago I found thin sand and 2-silver dimes among 47 targets I recovered (mostly junk).
By the time I suited up and returned to my hunting grounds the wind was a brisk SW breeze and the waves were high enough to cause me second thoughts about a hunt today.
Notice the boat is pointed into the wind and the waves breaking on the sand bar out about a 100' or so and the quieter, narrow stretch of water just a little toward shore where I was able to fnd gold in chest deep water.
I decided that since I was here and in a wet suit (didn't have to worry about flooded waders!!) that I would at least get in a short hunt before the wind/wave combo chilled me to the bone and I would have to head home to warm up.
My first target and then the second were the fishing sinkers, offering me hope of things to come.
Just as I was starting to feel the chill through my 3 Mil Farmer John shorty suit at a little before the 1 hour mark I heard a faint, but solid signal above the noise of the wind and waves.
It took a bit of coaxing to slip this beauty outa the boulders and large stones it was hiding in, but Mr. Dual Field, Diablo and this Old Hunter had done it again---------gold!!
6.7 Grams, of the white kind, puts a smile on my face every time!!!
As the tide came in the waves started to cross the sand bar and 11/2 hours of dancing with waves was enough to wear me down.
Looking forward to warming up in a hot shower, I decided to call it a day with 21 targets recovered.
I must add that it has been 17 hours of water hunting since my last gold!!
plus iam skinny and not much meat on my bones
for sure... congrats on the finds...GL+HH.....cliff.
Maybe because I snowplow with my windows open I'm acclimated who knows 
