Didn't make any plans for this weekend hoping my friend Nate would decide to hit up his hunting area today, would have liked another shot at the barn hole today. But he didn't. Too bad. Cool and cloudy must have made for yet another great Saturday in the woods.
So, did some morning chores instead, including a ride out to Newington to get the parts I need to mod my Ace 350. Wound up checking in on the parents to make sure my To-Do list there wasn't growing secretly, and finally got paroled early afternoon.
There's farmer's markets in the area on weekends, so figured I'd combine some swinging time with a beer run before dinner. The one I picked is a weekly deal in a park next town over. Don't think it's been happening for a long time though. Brought only gear for coin popping (knife and screwdriver), ignoring everything deeper than 2" mostly for now. I budgeted an hour, but went 90 minutes due to finding out the park doesn't appear to get detected!
No pull tabs, but plenty of shallow slaw and foil bits dug, 2 keys, and I blew my PB of $1.16 on my last visit (didn't report) to the carnival field. $2.54! A 1946 nickel, and a 1965 quarter (1 year away...) being the treasure in my trash I suppose.
May have to go back tomorrow, or make it an after work destination. There's still plenty of park to explore (and deeper signals too), I didn't get too far.
Thanks for reading!