My better half and I were short on time yet wanted to do a few hours of detecting without traveling far from home. This posed a dilemma, as there is hardly a wooded area or decent park in my city. We decided to wing it, and headed toward a nearby town, hoping to find a spot along the way.
Ten minutes into our drive, we were passing an area we knew had been hunted by almost every detectorist around. I never like to say a place is hunted out, but when I think of this site, that’s exactly what comes to mind.
Hypothetically, it should be a great site-with the remains of the towns first saw mill (1700’s), and the leftovers from centuries of occupation. The rusty remnants hanging from trees and piled on rock walls attest to its “hunted out” status and the frustrations of previous searchers. The last person I know to have found something there pulled out a button a few years back. This was a considered a major triumph, allowing him to keep his “legend” status in local detecting circles. Read More »