Well, I got home to TN Sunday evening. Was on the road between 5-15 Sep and made a road trip adventure out of my first paid MD hunt.
On 5th camped at Caledonia State Park, PA hoping to fly fish a couple small streams. They seemed too low to fish so I just enjoyed camping. Second morning a run of bad luck started out with a trip to urgent care for a minor but painful and annoying old man problem lol. On drive to DFA9 I started getting one of my debilitating headaches. Showedup at camp and met a bunch of other diggers Friday evening before the two day event.
Headache was so bad by 9am I knew I was screwed. I laid in my bunk all day Saturday and missed the first day farm. Not good. Sunday I was better, but miserable. I had driven 850 miles so I forced myself to show up for day two. I am glad I did.
First half of hunt I was just miserable. I did find a couple toasted wheats. And a war nickel and Rosie not in the seeded area. As I walked by the seeded area I picked up a dateless buff that got slung too far
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I was feeling bad so went to truck and took a short nap in topper. When I got up I noticed folks were digging in an area that had been off limits earlier so I belated got in on the action. Walked 50 yards from my truck and got a perfect 91 signal. Dug my first colonial copper. Pretty toasted, butt Stef from Stef Digs thought it was a CT copper from detail she saw right after I dug it. I didn’t even take pics I was so excited!
Was getting late and I walked back to the parking area. Guy beside me was loading his vehicle and cars on either side of him left. I decided what the heck those areas haven’t been detected. On right side of his car I pulled an 1888 toasty injun. I go to the other empty spot and get a signal. I tell the guy “this sounds good”. And he watches pop another copper!
Still trying to ID it, but Stef thought after initial field cleaning it might be a kG3.
So, two colonial coppers on my first New England dig! Forgot about being miserable for a while.
Packed up and drive short drive to my camping spot on the Farmington River for 2 days met by goal of catching a Farmington brown trout on the fly. Quit early because still feeling bad.
Drive to western MD to see an old buddy. We bow hunted and fly fished the Savage River. Savage was amazing. Caught a couple 18” Browns on 3wt fly rod! Bow hunting had a lot of activity, but nothing I wanted to put an arrow in. Also saw 400 pound black bear eating apples in my buddy’s yard.
Overall very good road trip. First 3 days were payment to the metal detecting, fly fishing and hunting deities I guess.
On 5th camped at Caledonia State Park, PA hoping to fly fish a couple small streams. They seemed too low to fish so I just enjoyed camping. Second morning a run of bad luck started out with a trip to urgent care for a minor but painful and annoying old man problem lol. On drive to DFA9 I started getting one of my debilitating headaches. Showedup at camp and met a bunch of other diggers Friday evening before the two day event.
Headache was so bad by 9am I knew I was screwed. I laid in my bunk all day Saturday and missed the first day farm. Not good. Sunday I was better, but miserable. I had driven 850 miles so I forced myself to show up for day two. I am glad I did.
First half of hunt I was just miserable. I did find a couple toasted wheats. And a war nickel and Rosie not in the seeded area. As I walked by the seeded area I picked up a dateless buff that got slung too far
.I was feeling bad so went to truck and took a short nap in topper. When I got up I noticed folks were digging in an area that had been off limits earlier so I belated got in on the action. Walked 50 yards from my truck and got a perfect 91 signal. Dug my first colonial copper. Pretty toasted, butt Stef from Stef Digs thought it was a CT copper from detail she saw right after I dug it. I didn’t even take pics I was so excited!
Was getting late and I walked back to the parking area. Guy beside me was loading his vehicle and cars on either side of him left. I decided what the heck those areas haven’t been detected. On right side of his car I pulled an 1888 toasty injun. I go to the other empty spot and get a signal. I tell the guy “this sounds good”. And he watches pop another copper!
Still trying to ID it, but Stef thought after initial field cleaning it might be a kG3.
So, two colonial coppers on my first New England dig! Forgot about being miserable for a while.
Packed up and drive short drive to my camping spot on the Farmington River for 2 days met by goal of catching a Farmington brown trout on the fly. Quit early because still feeling bad.
Drive to western MD to see an old buddy. We bow hunted and fly fished the Savage River. Savage was amazing. Caught a couple 18” Browns on 3wt fly rod! Bow hunting had a lot of activity, but nothing I wanted to put an arrow in. Also saw 400 pound black bear eating apples in my buddy’s yard.
Overall very good road trip. First 3 days were payment to the metal detecting, fly fishing and hunting deities I guess.
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