Metal Detecting

Having lost my regular beach buddy and having moved our static caravan to Rhyl, I no longer get to the Talacre Sands as often as I used to. We detected there come winter, summer, or fall and I can recall detecting Talacre when there was ice on the wet sand and my fingers were so numb I could hardly feel them. I can also recall days when we both came away from the beach with nothing but scrap in our finds bags.

Personal health problems have also slowed me down somewhat but I recently decided to give Talacre an other try. Popping the Nel Big coil on the Safari and girding on a home made bungee thay nicely allowed the coil to float efertlessly over the sand, I returned to a couple of areas bassed on past finds. I also changed my search patterns and operated a westerly zig-zag pattern paralel to the sea and upon recovering one coin then worked outwards in a spiral pattern. Of course there were plenty of copper fifty cal jackets to fool both me and the Safari into thinking that they were coins!

I eventually bagged a dozen coins, none of which were recent drops and discovered a nice area of muddy black sand that yealded two Georgian coins that looked cleaner than the day they were lost. Once bagged, the two coppers lost their nice clean copper look and have continued to darken ever since.

So there are still some finds to be made in between the mountains of WWII scrap!

I always have time for anything predecimal.

Well done.

Good going

I was amazed at how clean and shiny the George V and Georges VI pennies were when they came out of the black sand/mud but they soon lost their sheen when exposed to air; despite placing them in a small plastic bag.

I'm hoping to return and give it an other try in a week or so and perhaps this time I will have a head start by going directly to the two most productive areas.

Get yourself back if you can. As you know is can change very quickly.

It will probably be Sunday before I can get back down there but just as you imply, it can change over night! It was only when I took up metal detecting that I began to learn just how quickly our beaches can change and it is darned near impossible to step onto the same beach twice.

Thanks for the encouragement.

"Oh Poo"

Got my self back to Talacre early yesterday morning and headed directly to the areas last searched but started to notice the performance of the Safari and it's sounds were a little off. Only then did I realise that I hadn't popped my new hearing aids in.

No going back now, so I continued to detect but the best I could manage was one pound two pence in decimal and plenty of large 50 cal jackets. Just when you think you have it all sussed the beach fights back or you forget sumfink! Senior moments?

Bumped into detectorist Dave Jones and later had a long conversation with a young lady farmer. With the lady and her husband having farmed two thousand acres I suppose I could have broached the matter of gaining permission to detect their farm but for the fact that they farmed
in New Zealand.

Heading back to Talacre this coming weekend and will formulate a new strategy and a check list; detector, batteries, hearing aids, pants.