When you go on an organized hunt, whether it’s a day hunt hosted by your local metal detecting club, or an expensive, hyped up, out of state weekend detecting bonanza, you never know what you’re going to get. It’s the chance you take in this hobby. Sometimes a site you think will produce amazing relics and finds turns out to be a dud, while the site you think will be “meh”, blows you away with the finds that are recovered.
I arrived home from the Andora Farm hunt in Culpeper, VA at about 1 a.m. on the Monday morning after. I hadn’t planned on being home so late, I expected to roll in around 8 or 9pm while it was still Sunday. But, those plans were sidetracked by having faith in my GPS, and listening to folks who said “It’s Sunday, you can take 95, there won’t be much traffic on 95 on Sunday”. Dumb, dumb, dumb.