Every day the daily temperature is gradually creeping towards the minus mark. Winter is just around the corner. In the forest, leaves covered the ground in a thick layer, and in the fields, farmers collected all their harvest. While the ground is not covered with a crust of ice, I decide to conduct my search today on the field.
This time I don’t want to go far – I go out to the first nearby field. His tractor plowed him deep last week, so there must be some finds.
My metal detector is the well-known ICQ, but the coil on it is not stock, but 15» Nel Attack. I like it because it is stable, has an excellent detection depth and a large grip. It’s not hard for me to walk with such a reel, no matter what anyone says.
The first coin that Attack sniffed right at the edge of the field turned out to be 1 kopeck from 1936 .
There is a beginning – we are looking further.
But not even ten minutes had passed before the penny was accompanied by a 15-kopeck coin from 1982.
These copper-nickel pennies often fly into the foil segment, but the signal from this one was clear two-way.
What I like about a large coil is that it senses a coin well in the ground, even if it is on the edge. This is how I found a five-kopeck late Soviet kopeck in the wall of a hole.
Sometimes you say that you picked up a coin on its edge, but they don’t believe you. But this time, I took a picture of this and now everyone can see that Aska with Attack easily catches such targets despite the fact that they are deep and not on the surface.
Taking a few steps away, I again take out 5 kopecks of the USSR from the land.
And it’s nice on the field – the autumn sun is warming and a barely noticeable breeze is swaying the dried blades of grass.
My admiration of nature is interrupted by Asya’s color signal. This time the coin is made of nickel, but I can’t make out what exactly this penny is.
I turn around and head back. After walking a few meters, the metal detector beeps again. This time I’m taking out the late Soviet 1 kopeck.
The sun has already touched the horizon, and a piercing coolness wafted from the river.
It’s time to cover the device and go home to wash the finds. But, almost at the last stroke, Aska signaled in a high tone. Having dug, Nikolai 2’s penny came to light, although in a state of poop.
This is how I ended up walking through a plowed field, on which there were already traces of other diggers. But that didn’t stop me from going home with my finds.
Coin signal to everyone and good mood.
