“It was good to get out.”
Detectorist Says: I went out today for a quick hunt (includes a photo of an incredible find.)
Reality: Hunted Dusk to Dawn for 3 weeks. Found 25lbs of trash, then found the shown item on the way back to the car.
Detectorist Says: It was good to get out!
Reality: Hunted ass off, found nothing, pissed and ready to wrap detector around a tree.
Detectorist Says: Hit one of my old reliable sites today.
Reality: Knocked on 20 doors and got 20 rejections, so I went to the site I already have permission for.
Detectorist Says: I was going through my finds and thought I’d share.
Reality: I’ve found nothing recently, but want to stay alive on social media, so I took new pictures of stuff I’d posted before hoping nobody would notice.
Detectorist Says: The coin had a bit of wear.
Reality: Smooth disk.
Detectorist Says: The neighbor came over and asked questions.
Reality: The neighbor fired his pistol in the air asking WTF I was doing and peppered our tailgate with his shotgun.
Detectorist Says: I forgot my camera so I didn’t get a pic of it in the hole
Reality: I didn’t find anything (shows coin bought from the cull bin at E-Bay)
(Derived from David Osbon’s idea)
Detectorist Says: I was running with a wide open screen.
Reality: I ran with a wide open screen until I got tired then I discriminated the sh** out of it.
Detectorist Says: There were a few shotgun shells.
Reality: There were 10,000 shotgun shells made of every type of metal and pass the Advil.
Detectorist Says: I soaked it in a little olive oil.
Reality: I scrubbed it for 2 hours with steel wool and then put it in olive oil.
Detectorist Says: I found this on the way back to the truck as it was getting dark.
Reality: I was going to leave 4 hours earlier but damned if I’m going to be skunked so used the car headlights to keep hunting.
Detectorist Says: The site was a little grown up.
Reality: The brush was so thick a snake couldn’t slither through. I got lost in a field the size of a McDonald’s parking lot.
Detectorist Says: We researched the site for hours.
Reality: An old timer we saw mowing said there was a house site in the field and pointed. We spent the rest of the day trying to figure what in the world he meant.
Detectorist Says: The house had been abandoned for 40 years.
Reality: Teenagers have been partying at the house for 40 years and there are 20,000 beer lids, pull tabs and condom wrappers everywhere.
Detectorist Says: We said “hi” to some hunters who walked by our hunt spot.
Reality: We were wearing camo and got mistaken for deer and nearly got our asses shot.
Detectorist Says: My camera batteries were dead and I didn’t get any pictures.
Reality: I didn’t find anything!
(from David Osbon)
Detectorist Says: I posted a video of the hunt.
Reality: I posted 5 minutes of hunting and 30 minutes of talking about my finds in my den drinking beer.
Detectorist Says: I found a purse full of coins!
Reality: It was $3.57 in coins dated after 1985, but it’ll buy a cheeseburger.
Detectorist Says: We had to hike way into this site
Reality: We parked 100 feet away, but since you can’t see the truck in the video/pictures, it might as well have been 5 miles in.
Detectorist Says: I lost my shovel in the brush somewhere on the hike.
Reality: I had stupidly covered my shovel in camo duct tape because it looks cool, but it vanished the second I laid it down.
Welp, I found coins. But they were all Zincolns
Detectorist Says: I think I had dirt under my coil cover.
Reality: There was an electric fence 20′ away that I forgot about and I spent all day trying to tune the machine.
Detectorist Says: I was super careful around this signal so I don’t scratch it.
Reality: Last year I cut a CS buckle in half with my shovel but hell will freeze over before I show you pictures of that.
Detectorist Says: Silver, Silver, Silver!!!!!
Reality: I found three worn 1964 Rosies in 18 hours of hunting and one 1965 that I’m going to leave dirty so I can pretend it was silver.
Detectorist Says: We ran into a bit of can slaw.
Reality: The property owner threw cans in the yard when he was drunk and then mowed whole sixpack’s worth every week or so.
Detectorist Says: This place burned down in the 1800s.
Reality: There are 10,000 nails and 5,000 pieces of window glass in 2500 square feet, so we just went and had a beer instead.
(list in progress, ideas welcome.)