The scenario was thus: a block of houses from way back then (at least one was turn of the century) was torn down. Seemingly, the school district is expanding one of the local schools. I wanted to detect these houses for at least two years. A soccer field just north of these houses has produced indians and a few very old relics. The houses sat in a area of town most people would not think to look for old houses. I mean, the school in question harkens back to the late 50’s. Then, the houses were surrounded by a wall of trees and vegetation that made it near impossible to see the houses at all.
So, I went there Sunday evening as the opportunity arose for me to shake the dust off Maurice. I got there and most of the ancient trees and shrubbery had been knocked down. Still, there were some open areas to run the coil over. Two minutes into the hunt, I got a nice, shallow quarter signal and I extracted, with no small amount of joy, a 1944 Washington quarter. Nice!
Feeling like I hit the mother load, I spent three more hours in the cold, yes, we got snow in freaking mid April, but all I managed after the quarter were a couple of wheats and some clad. Sigh! I hope that I get to hunt these lots once more after they clear all the tree debris and before they do whatever they are going to do there.
Thank you for looking!