Monday, November 4, 2013

Week Long Dig - Part 1

This story goes back to over a year ago.  I had my eye on this site for a while and I randomly stopped one day to ask permission.  I knew it was an early house, and the homeowner said it was mid-to-late 1700's.  

We ended up having a great talk about history.  We talked for 20 minutes or so before he mentioned that he and his father had previously metal detected and there was nothing there.  He was going to have to say no to my request.

My face dropped.  I was so upset.  I couldn't believe he said no - especially after having such a good conversation about local history.  Obviously, I couldn't argue with him, but I just knew that there had to be coins or relics still there.
I left with my head and spirits down after I thanked him for his time.  That's how it goes sometimes.

Months went by, and I drove past and noticed that something was different about the place - something had changed.  Now I was thinking that maybe the place was sold.  And, if so, I might have another shot at asking for permission.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a chance to stop for another few weeks.

By then it was obvious that the place had changed hands.  There was a construction crew on site, and the exterior had been painted.  I knew I had to get in there and ask, but I was still too busy to stop by.

A day or so later, I drove by again and noticed an excavator in the backyard with close to half of the yard in piles!

After work I called Carissa and explained the situation.  Even though we had dinner plans, she told me to get down there.  (Thank God she is so supportive of my hobby.)

So now it was the moment of truth.  I finally got my chance to stop and ask the new owners for permission to detect.

I pulled into the driveway of the house, which is now a full-blown construction site. 

I asked the workers if the new owner was around and they pointed me in the right direction.

I shook his hand and before I even introduced myself, I said, "Dude.  Do you know how old this house is?"

Instantly, we bonded as he told me some of the history of the house that he knew.  The previous homeowner left documentation for each family that lived there, going back to the original owners in 1780.

At that point, I knew that this was the time to ask if he had any interest in metal detecting the property.  He got a big smile on his face and said, "Yeah, that would be cool."

He told me to come back whenever.  And I told him I'd be right back...

Click here to read Part 2


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