It's been a rough going the past month and a half and its changed the way I think and operate as a detectorist. I began to doubt myself and grow jealous of others. I've changed my ways and I think it finally paid off yesterday. I went with my dad to a cellar hole on private land that my dad discovered while doing surveying for the owner. The owner gave the go ahead and I had high hopes for this site. Well... it was honestly one of the worst cellar holes I've ever been too. Targets everywhere, literally everywhere I stepped, mid tones, high tones, iron... I dug a shotgun shell, and another and another and a .22, basically all ammunition related. I'm pretty sure the whole entire area was used as a shooting gallery in the mid 1900's. Did manage to score a 1935 wheat penny and a 1959 memorial. . We left the cellar hole and did some errands, and then we decided to hit a cellar hole I've done well at in past cause we were literally a minute down the road. This is the cellar hole I found a braided hair large cent and an indian head in the same hole back in the early summer. I only had 30-40 minutes so I wanted to make the most of it. After digging a cuff button I got the classic high tone of a copper I have been so waiting to hear. I was so excited digging the plug that it kept shutting on me, and I had to keep on opening up again. I was right about it being a copper, and I was happy for copper #15 to be my third CT copper of the year . I was so happy that my "curse" had been broken. A few minutes later I scored half to a colonial shoe buckle frame. Had to get going soon after that. But I have to say, I'm back in business. Happy hunting everyone!