Always the saddest title, even sadder than “Skunked”.<\/p>\n
Back to this winter’s honeyhole for the Final Farewell Farewell hunt — cleaning up loose ends, wandering aimlessly around a huge field, and getting skunked (except for a nice field tell – a colonial buckle, not very deep, but there’s no reason to believe the random areas of this field are any better than the random areas of any other random field, and reasons to believe they are worse).<\/p>\n
No more old timer’s half dollars.\u00a0 No big fish.\u00a0 But the site did produce 65 silver coins, including 3 silver half dollars, one of which may have been one of the old timer’s.\u00a0 We’ll never know, but it made good copy at the time, and was fun to think about.\u00a0 The oldest silver coin was a 1901 barber dime.\u00a0 There may have been some IHs or some abused coppers as well; if so, I don’t remember them.\u00a0 In any case, my 5th best site ever in terms of silver coin count, tho it did not produce a top 30 career find.\u00a0 The big fish, if they were there and deep, were hidden by the brutal mineralization.<\/p>\n
This was a bizarre site to figure out, and in fact, I never did.\u00a0 It had the most dense hot zone I’ve ever hit, flanked not 30 feet away by zones that would not even give up clad.\u00a0 Fortunately, it had one traditional zone that could be meticulously gridded out to get some stray silvers after the hot zone, but that was the exception, not the rule — everything was dead in other directions.\u00a0 38 in the hot zone (about a half acre).\u00a0 1 in the devil strip. 26 traditionally gridded out in about a 3-5 acre area.\u00a0 And acres and acres of dead all around and in between.\u00a0 Weird.\u00a0 No doubt alot of fill and grade, incompetent competition, intense variable mineralization, and variable bedrock, and many more factors going on.\u00a0 Who knows?<\/p>\n
So, that’s that.\u00a0 Onto look for a new site.\u00a0 We’ll see how that goes.\u00a0 At least the weather is improving.\u00a0 The endless winter may finally be winding down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Always the saddest title, even sadder than “Skunked”. Back to this winter’s honeyhole for the Final Farewell Farewell hunt — cleaning up loose ends, wandering aimlessly around a huge field, and getting skunked (except for a nice field tell – … Continue reading