Ring Daddy #14

No trash picture today. I mixed yesterday mornings hunt trash with yesterday evenings trash and they had babies.

Jason from Tenn. is down and swinging hard...every low tide and yesterday morning he got a nice ladies gold ring.

Jason has a new Whites Dual Field PI that he let me use yesterday morning. The waves were big smashers; make Jim suffer waves. But I had to try the PI so I waded in to get slapped around. There were some holes but they weren't deep enough and I waded around listening to the sound of each wave coming through. This is very annoying. I am not sure how to set the dials to eliminate or at least lessen the wooOOOOoooo noise of each wave.

I was out of town for a few days and when I got back I see that the beach is more sanded in than when I left. Someday I will go out to the beach and it will be a desert of sand for as far as I can see. It will happen.

Low tide last night was nine something. Went out in the failing light and gridded in front of the blah, blah motel. This is a huge motel.

My Excaliber is still not back from Minelab so I was using the Sov on the beach. Down and back, down and back. I was picking up a few coins and strangely enough, no pull tabs

After an hour and a half I got a signal, a brash, healthy, here I am signal, much too big a signal for anything good. I dug it and kicked the sand. Even in the dim light I could make out the gold roundness.

I should have quit when I found the wedding band but gold makes you crazy so I had to keep swinging for another hour.

If someone knows how to set the PI to eliminate the woooOOOOoooo I would appreciate the input. Thanks, Jim

Ring Daddy #13 and a little perspective

Hit the beach about 4:30 A.M. this morning. Quite a few people wandering the beach at 4:30. Tried to avoid them as much as possible. I did not take my camera and was kind of kicking myself because the clouds looked like they might give an outstanding sunrise. Worked basically the same area as yesterday. Detected about a mile down the beach and was almost back to where I started when this lightweight gold wedding band showed up.

Here is the mess for this morning. Just under three hours of scanning the beach.

Yesterday, I got a little bit of perspective. I was detecting and not finding much and kind of in a funk, cussing the renourishment and how sanded in it was and...then I spotted her. At first I was not sure exactly what I was looking at. Maybe the young lady was turned at a wrong angle...and then I realized this young lady with the smile had no arms. She waded out of the surf and walked up the beach. She was enjoying the day and the beach and what she had.

I detected past her and then in a couple of minutes looked back. There she was, walking down the slope with a plastic shovel held with the toes of her right foot. She taking a child a plastic shovel.

We can sure get all caught up in ourselves and how life isn't treating us right. Sometimes it takes a woman carrying a shovel with her foot to make us appreciate what we have.

Ring Daddy #12 and the 4 A.M. Assault on the beach

Two o'clock this morning MB had a major thunderstorm. It seemed as though it was a continuous rumble and lightning for two solid hours. I got up and did some writing, wondering when the lightning would transform my computer into mush. Just before 4:00 the storm quit. I checked the radar on the weather channel and it looked like clear sailing.

Oh, heck fire, I might as well go detecting. I ate a bowl of cereal with yogurt and headed out the door.

I got to a nearby beach, parked and headed into the darkness. When I got a ways down the beach my stomach started to grumble and then I started having the urge. I tried to work through it but the urges kept getting stronger. I thought I might have to dig a hole in the beach.
Finally, I quit and headed for the car. Walking seemed to awaken the urges. At last I got to the car and headed home. Now, of course, the urges went away. Dadgum.
I got a quarter and a dime on the upper beach between bouts of gritting my teeth.

This afternoon I stayed close to home and detected.

Lots of high school, college kids, and finally it seems like the families have made their way to MB.

Fairly good crowd and I was actually finding a few targets.

My Excaliber is in Las Vegas and so I was hitting the lower beach and shallow water with the Sov.

Nice breeze, little bit of cloud cover; a really nice day.

Here is the mess. This is three hours of swinging.

About a mile down the beach from where I started I got an iffy, crackly signal. It was this 10K ring. Now, why would this ring give me such a s0-so signal? I almost passed on this one.

Someone needs to write a guidebook, "Public Bathrooms and Porta Jons at Americas Favorite Beaches". I would buy a copy.

More Blah Blah Blah and Ring Daddy #9, #10 & #11

Yesterday afternoon the wind was blowing hard and I tried a section of beach that actually had some people on it. I found three pieces of can in an hour and a half.

This morning I dragged my poor body out of bed a bit after five and injected some coffee intravenously.

At 6:02 I pulled into the parking lot near blah blah blah. There was a cloud bank and the sky yellowed and oranged and it took a while for the sun to make its appearence. My third or fourth target right at the water line was gold ring #1 for the day.

OK the pressure is off. I wade into the small depressions and work the bottom of the beach. At 6:45 I dig my second gold ring. It was just above the hole I worked a couple of days ago and got the gold class ring.

Now, I start to do the math. Let's see, two gold rings every 45 minutes and I have to be back to the parking lot by 9:00. I should end up with at least six gold rings by 9:00.

The clouds moved in and at one point I thought maybe we'd get some rain.

Quite a few coins and cars today. Here is the mess.

At 8:15 I got a nice sounding target and out pops #3 for the morning.

It says 585 and Titan. I am 95% sure it is gold and ?? titanium??maybe. 14 K is 583.3. This is 585. It has the weight of gold. I will have it checked but for now I say it is gold.

I hurried back to the parking lot and took my hard earned quarters out of my pouch and fed the meter to give me another hour and a half.

I went south and found gobs of pulltabs. Also, the digger. Pretty nice digger.

Four plus hours and my best day of detecting this year. Low tide is 7:36 this evening. I will be back at blah blah blah trying to add #4 for the day.

A Tip from a friend and Ring Daddy #8

Yesterday afternoon Gene Patrick and I hit a stretch of beach that was so dismal that Gene called it "pitiful". I told it him it didn't come up to being pitiful. Last evening I got a call from Dwayne Patrick, yep, another Patrick and he told me he had gotten a gold wedding band at blah, blah, blah. Well, blah blah blah is not too far of a drive from the campground so I headed there this morning, long before the sun showed up.

I have only hunted this area a couple of times in the last ten years so I didn't know where to park. I passed the blah blah blah and didn't see the parking lot. I went on down a long ways and finally parked. Now the question is which detector to take, the Sov with the 10" coil or the Excaliber with the 8" coil. I debated and grabbed the Excaliber.

Out on the beach I was not seeing any holes and started digging pulltabs and shell fragments. The shell fragments came in with the renourishment sand. I kept moving down the beach toward blah blah blah. It seemed that blah blah blah was a long way down the beach. More pulltabs and shell fragments. I was cussing Dwayne. I was starting to hate hearing the signals because it was all junk. I saw some small depressions with water in them and ran through them but got nothing. "Why, that no good Dwaye."

I went over a little hump in the beach and suddenly I was looking at a hole in the surf...a fairly deep hole.

I waded in and got a nickle, then a quarter, then a penny, then it was targets everywhere. Shells in the scoop and that dark grey sand that means you are where you need to be. I start feeling better about things. And the targets kept coming. I got a little foil sound and smiled...maybe a thin gold ring. Nope, but it was a small gold charm. Alright!! More coins and at last I am looking at a gold class ring in the scoop. Now, I am excited!

Maybe I can get another one. The lifeguards start putting out the chairs so I know it is 8:00. I need to be back to the parking lot before nine, when you have to pay. I am swinging and the tide is rising. At last a wave goes over my head. I get out and hike back to the parking lot. I make it back with 15 minutes to spare.

Here is the mess. Eight sinkers, $2.28 in change.

And here is the class ring. 13 grams. The gold charm to the left of the ring above is 1.3 grams.

I called Dwaye and thanked him for the tip. This was the most fun detecting I've had this year. Finally a real hole! It seems like it has been at least six months since the last time I was in a real honest to goodness, filled with treasure, hole.

It is my daughters birthday so I will not make the evening low tide...but I will definitely be back at blah blah blah tomorrow morning before the sun comes up!

Shocking! and Ring Daddy #7

Good Golly Miss Molly has detecting been horrible!!! The beach is mega-sanded in. I was hoping that the Memorial Day crowd would liven things up with a few new drops.

But the crowd never materialized. Saturday there was a fair crowd, about like we had here on Easter weekend. Sunday was sparce, and Memorial day was "shocking". I didn't say that, another metal detectorist said that.

In fact I was so disgusted after yesterdays thirty cents that I told myself I was not going out until we got some wind.

But I found myself grumbling and had too much energy not to detect, so out the door I went.

I hit a stretch of beach that used to be very good. It is now so sanded in that the pier only has six pilings still in the water at the end. 90% of the pier is out of the water. Shocking.

Definitely no people at MB. You look up at these 100 room motels and see one or two rooms where the door is open or there is towels on the rail.

I got over a dollar today. Three quarters. Man, I was lucky to break a dollar. $1.34

Here is the mess. Better get Maaco! Got two 50 Caliber bullets and two sharks teeth. The one sharks tooth is quite large but really beat up.

On this section of beach there was only one motel that had a small crowd in front of it. I decided that it probably had a good crowd over the Memorial Day weekend and felt like it was the only chance to find that needle in a haystack.

I beat up the area in front of this motel for at least two hours and finally this ring popped out.

My first gold ring in almost a month. And I detect almost everyday. It was the 27th of April when I found my last gold ring. Three and a half hours total time today.

The renourishment has really killed MB. And now the economy is really hurting this city. I might get a four wheel drive and give Ghost Town Tours.

Maybe Ring Daddy #6

Do you ever wake up and the birds are singing and the air is just the right temperature and you just feel like you could conquer the world?

Today started off that way.

Went to the bank with my coffee container of pennies to put in the money machine. As the machine got going it seemed to be running awfully slow. I hear some hits down in the reject pocket. A couple of quarters. Huh?? I hear some more hits and more quarters and dimes. I start dreaming of filling my pockets with quarters and dimes until my pants fall off. It finally quit but I ended up with almost five dollars in freebie money. That is better than the best day I've had this year on the beach as far as change.

When I get to the beach I see Dick down the way. I hurry down that way and we talk about how bad conditions are.

I told him I would go back the other way, to a part of the beach that has been renourished. I am kind of discouraged. I'd not gotten one piece of gold off the renourished beach. Not one.

As I swing down I get a couple of junk rings. When I get near where I am going there is a little hole and I wade in. Bingo...maybe Ring Daddy #6. Then a ways further and I pick up the fossil watch still ticking. It looks fogged though??

Here is the mess for the afternoon. The watch looks pretty nice, I should have taken a better picture.

And here is "maybe" Ring Daddy #6. No markings but it feels the right weight. I will get it checked out tomorrow.

All in all, a beautiful day! Have a good one!!