El Cheapo
Full Member
One of the first sites I wanted to hit on my hometown vacation was a ruined homesite in a forest overlooking the highway. It’s about a half-mile hike across the parking lot of a large church.
Last time I visited was a few years back, in winter. I must’ve slept through earth science class, because it turns out there’s a helluva lot more underbrush to hack through in July! One snaggy, leafy, scratchy half-mile later, and I’ve reached my destination - and ‘overgrown’ doesn’t begin to describe it. More often than not, I couldn’t even stand up straight, much less swing a detector. Ended up squatting, with my coil near-parallel to my rod to get anything close to a useful sweep.
Total haul - one modern bullet, two old brasses, one broken bit of untarnished, unmarked maybe-but-probably-not silver in the shape of a melted capital D.
And one tick (yuck).
Lesson learned - isolated sites may not be hunted out, but there’s often a darn good reason for that!
Last time I visited was a few years back, in winter. I must’ve slept through earth science class, because it turns out there’s a helluva lot more underbrush to hack through in July! One snaggy, leafy, scratchy half-mile later, and I’ve reached my destination - and ‘overgrown’ doesn’t begin to describe it. More often than not, I couldn’t even stand up straight, much less swing a detector. Ended up squatting, with my coil near-parallel to my rod to get anything close to a useful sweep.
Total haul - one modern bullet, two old brasses, one broken bit of untarnished, unmarked maybe-but-probably-not silver in the shape of a melted capital D.
And one tick (yuck).
Lesson learned - isolated sites may not be hunted out, but there’s often a darn good reason for that!
