Made it to the beach this morning but had to carry out a quick change of plans. Left the EuroAce in the van and broke out the Safari. Detected the foot of the dunes all the way from the car park to the third bin west of number three Norcon Pillbox. Then moved down to the low water line and detected all the way back to the lighthouse and beyond. Cross saved all metals to coin mode and put her on automatic sensitivity. She performed well and was very stable. Sniffed out a small heart shaped locket that looks as though it may be silver. The machine clocked up 40 on the scale but gave a nice high warble and thus produced the locket from about six inches below the sand.
As usual; there was plenty of copper shrapnel pretending to be coins and just a couple of .303 brass cartridge cases. As for coins; the best I could manage was 20p decimal, a half p decimal, 2p decimal, a ship halfpenny, and a doggy tag.
By low tide I was done in and made my way back to the high water line and the foot of the dunes just east of the lighthouse. I bumped into a couple detecting with a EuroAce and we chatted for a short while. He had a West Wales accent that was as strong as Colliers Welsh Cheese and as gentle as lambs wool. Fare took me back to the early sixties, when we would sit around the goggle box and our mam would swoon over the lilting Welsh voice of Ivor Emmanuel in Land of Song. Not to mention Zulu and Men of Harlech!
A perfect end to a perfect day. Or perhaps I had been out in the sun too long!
