Farewell, farewell day turned into rainout, rainout day. Too bad, cause I pulled 2 silver coins before lunch, which is a pretty good rate, and I was hoping it would continue to a 4 or 5 spot. But the rain cut it short.
Both were hard, the first was sitting over a large piece of iron; I couldn’t pinpoint it, nor tell if it was really a silver or an iron false, so I opened up a huge plug hoping to find it, and nothing. These are almost iron falses, so I decided to move on, but scanned again and I could swear I heard a silver down there. Opened up again, a little to the left, and there she was. I’ve prolly left alot of these in the ground. All silver coins are hard, but these are really hard. The hardest problem, at least for me, is telling ferrous affected deep silver from a ferrous false. People who think this hobby is — you swing, it beeps, you dig, are clueless. This hobby is intricate, intense, and detail-oriented, and while this example doesn’t really capture it, this hobby pulls in all the disciplines I hold dear.
The second silver was on its side. This actually wasn’t hard for me, but was hard for the competition. The skill here is to simply to own an E-Trac. It is awesome at silvers on their side. Many competing machines are not. If you are a newbie, and want silver, buy an E-Trac. All the blather, bluster, and bullshit in the world will not change the fact that it is the machine, not the man.
Back to the rain. It rained for about a half hour. As much as I love the E-Trac, it simply fails in the rain. So I called it a day, and I write a blog entry now while I look out at sunlight under which I could be trying to find more silver. Oh well.
It occurs to me I should use the spare time to write a Friday Afternoon Album entry, but I don’t feel like it, and I have way too much to do (like clean up those silvers, one of which I have a hunch is a key date). Today’s album is: Bob Mould: Workbook. I’ll never get tired of this album (and I think it is 90s, not 80s, nice change, huh?). Download and enjoy.