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When I got there I was spoiled for choice as my first observation point had cut right out but I stuck to my original plan and drove on to an area where I had some rings and other interesting bits prior to the current batch of storms. Needless to say the beaches had moved around a bit since then and although the inshore section was now sanded in I could still see some decent cuts further out.
Over the next hour and a half I knocked out the parking and petrol money plus the usual collection of bullet heads and shrapnel. As I got to the far end of the cut that I was concentrating on I found the small silver St Christopher and almost immediately afterwards the chunky silver ring hallmarked for 1975. As I turned around and detected back towards the car park I meandered around (and in) the pools and areas of pebbles that I had missed on the way out. The small silver belly ring convinced me that it was a good call but I thought that my day was done as the beach is never prolific and 3 bits of silver and £6.50p is much better than usual. Right at the side of a pool a massive 23 signal on the Nox sounded for all the world like a tin can or large piece of ordnance. As I flicked it out from a deep hole I caught a glint of gold but it was such a big lump that I still thought that it must be a can and then ammended that to a mangled bracelet. Further investigation revealed the biggest gold ring that I have ever found. It is 9ct gold hallmarked for 2001 and weighs 83.5 grams, which by my calculation is about £1230 at todays scrap price. Not a bad days work for a walking corpse.
The really odd thing is that every time that I put it on I feel the urge to tarmac a drive!
Nice (temporarily) shiny new one x1