Good mood to you, dear readers of our blog. A very strange story happened to me today. And it was like this.
Time for miracles. The harvest season in our district is in full swing. And, what’s most interesting, the agricultural holding that has leased almost half of all the land in the region is pursuing a rather interesting strategy. In general, as soon as a field is cleared of grain, within a week a tractor with a huller comes to the field and disks the stubble.
As a digger, this makes me very happy. Because our local farmers work according to the old USSR methods. The field has been cleared and no one touches the stubble until spring. Or, if it’s for winter crops, then it happens that they plowed it today and sowed it tomorrow. Try, have time to dig for coins in such a field.
So, today I devoted myself to exploring the plowed fields. Today I walked quite a bit along the field roads. In some places the fields had not yet been cleared, in others they had been cleared but not covered, and in some places it was possible and necessary to walk around.
So I got to an interesting place. I have never been there before, because the village is only on Soviet maps. And its name – “Equality”, suggests that in the past it was a commune, or the village was simply built under Stalin, and resettled under Brezhnev, according to the program of liquidation of unpromising villages.
Enough of the lyrics. What was I hoping to find there? To put it bluntly, I was there to dig for some early advice, and also check the village for scrap metal.
My previous trips to similar villages gave me either good coins, as in this photo.
Or it’s quite good for scrap metal, as in this photo.
So, expectations from intelligence regarding this village were high. Yes, besides, if you look at the old map, there is also a factory drawn there. Well, this is when the square is half filled in. There certainly should be enough scrap metal there to take out for a week. Well, I thought so until I arrived at the place.
He got out of the car, took the tool and a shovel, and went to plow. I walk and for the first five minutes there is not a single signal at all, not even a signal. First of all, I thought maybe I forgot to turn on the device. I looked, no, everything is fine, the device is turned on. I tested it with a shovel, the reaction was excellent.
I looked around the arable land and did not see any traces of plowed foundations anywhere. Another thought. Maybe in the wrong place? I took out my smartphone, opened the app, looked, and the map showed that I was in the very center of the former village. Oh, there is no village. I know what plowed villages of the Soviet period look like. There should be a ton of glass and torn galoshes there. This is not to mention bricks and ceramics, nails and any colored shmurdyak.
Okay, let me think, I’ll check, how is the factory there, what’s shown on the map? I walked three hundred meters to the edge of the field and there was not a single trace of any economic activity. Iron debris is typical for any field. No nails, no bricks.
Well, that doesn't happen.
I returned back to the village, walking along the road. It is difficult to make a mistake with the coordinates, since now the road is in the same place as it was then. And, suddenly, iron signals characteristic of a plowed foundation began to appear.
As a result, we were able to identify a small area where there were at most two houses. And on the old map it says “Equality of 14 households.”
I dug there a little, there were coins, vodka corks, colored shmurdyak and a toss yarn in a sad state.
So, the place was definitely not damaged by diggers. But how did it happen that, in fact, out of 14 yards there are only two, and where is the plant? I couldn't understand this. So I turn to the readers. Maybe someone had the same thing and couldn’t figure it out on the spot. Or maybe someone could. Share your experience. I would be grateful for any practical advice.
