The 'RIP Cuzzy Bro' hunt.

It's been a sad week for the family. My cousin, Joel, son of my Uncle John to whom this blog is dedicated passed away in Brighton, England a few days ago. Thoughts are with the rest of the family in Brighton.

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To blow away a few thoughts and get some one on one with myself I got out my Beach Cobra and spent an hour or so in Henderson Valley Park. A little of the beaten track but a testament to the West Auckland Parks division. Relatively rubbish free, nice clean bark and some very swish equipment installed, though no swings?

It took a while to locate any targets and just as I was thinking it would be a somewhat barren day the Cobra burst in to life and I had a flurry of signals. Mostly spending and as I said very little trash.

So I had a good hour or so and came out with dollars spending......

.......I just found this post like this left half written.I must have forgotten to finish it as I was sent to England to represent the family at my cousins funeral.......I left the next day. It was sad but really good to be there and catch up with a lot of my English family. Thanks to all of them for looking after me so well.


 I would have taken my detector with me but everything happened very fast.

Though I did have some contact in the global detecting world. Whilst in England I visited the house in which I grew up and the owner who had bought the place off of my Mum & Dad still lived there and remembered me.  had metal detected the garden and had found a range of toy trucks and soldiers that I used to have wars with in the front yard. He gave me a truck, that I half remember but maybe I just wanted to, hmmm. Also a good friend up in the North of England, Neil is an avid detectorist so if I ever get over there again I will endeavour to find a Roman coin or to under his guidance.