hi to all,, this is a true story about why we should dig all signals instead of just the decent one's, while detecting with the weekend wanderer's a detecting club based near oxfordshire in the uk,after travelling a hundred or so miles to get to the dig we found at least 200+ detectorists champing at the bit to find all the goodies lost hundreds of years earlier ,, off we all went like mad things the usual mellee of detectorists , today we was searching on pasture in the morning and plough soil in the afternoon, it soon became evident that very little was coming up after talking to a few people and the general feeling that we could not wait till after dinner when we would be on the new fields, after about 12.30 ish we decided to quit for lunch and dale and tony headed back to my van, on meeting up we showed each other our finds a pretty dismal show for over four hours detecting for three people , as more people returned for their lunch it was even more obvious that not much had come up from our first field, we discussed the merits of spending another four hours detecting and possibly finding nothing or going early and travelling for over an hour and half to get home , well being seasoned md'ers we opted for a couple of hours more and if nothing turned up we'd head off home, dale was a keen beach detectorist and had recently just come back from spain and had brought tony back some smokes , tony lived north of oxford and had come in his own van and was parked in a different part of the field we agreed to meet up after tony had taken his fags back to his van , the field we had detected in the morning was now bereft of detectorists and most of them were feverishly doing the new field , dale called tony on his mobile and we arranged to meet in the big field we had just detected now empty, as we were on a collision course ( that's me and dale) with tony, tony gets a signal and dale says that would have been mine so tony say's you have it it's only trash and steps aside only to find another better sounding signal which he promptly digs and finds a milled shilling , being happy with his find he turns to dale with a grin as wide as a cheshire cat on his face who's holding a great big gold posy ring looking as new as the day it was made, so the moral of this story detectorists is never believe a field is worked clean of all finds and never believe that trashy signal is trash you might be pleasantly suprised, happy digging
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