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So I'm sitting here in my new house in Isla Vista and I hear an awful screeching coming from outside my window. The hissing and growling becomes louder till until I am sure a murder is in progress. Remembering the family of skunks who paid visit to my porch the night prior I feared to worst. Perhaps a house cat had decided to bully one of the lil fellas? The mom attacking a house cat? I flip my light switch off, haul my blinds aloft and then slide the window open peeking into the darkness. The creatures voices cease but I locate their movement. There under the neighbors trailer they crawl! As the palm tree in the far neighbors yard sways I dart back into my room frantically pull my flashlight from my dresser and locate my loaded semi automatic CO2 bb gun. Thus armed I investigate, the beasts abandon their position retreating to the corner of the neighbors yard across the chain link from me. Seeing no immediate pray save for each other I observe the creatures with my light as they make their attempted escape over the link. These boys where big. Not your average creek dwelling minnow fisher. Their sleek gray and black bodies and telltale black robbers mask gave away their identity. Coons! The far neighbors being alerted by my light scared the creature back into my neighbors yard and I was impressed by shear size of the dude bending the chain link and the human like behavior him hauling his hips over the razor fence top.    

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Disclaimer: This photo was taken during a prior encounter with a raccoon on the Mesa

Canine skulls in my collection:

After waiting what seemed like eternity I was finally able to afford my Tesoro Compadre metal detector today. It being in oxnard I hitched a ride with my mom and my sister along on their shopping trip. Being totally stoked on it I whipped it out as soon as we pulled into the target parking lot and started hunting.
First target: an active sprinkler head
My first dig yeilded an old bolt and threading, kinda cool.
I started getting a lot of hits and it took me a lot of digging to figure out it was little bits of foil strewn all throughout the soil. My next target turned out being a small piece of scrap.

I turned up the discrimination on my unit hoping to see through all the crap the little parking lot island was contaminated hit. I picked up a strong signal...very strong. I hauled up a layer of wood chips that had obviously been laid down then subsequently buried. I took a large dirt clod from under the blanket and held it over my sensor. Sure enough it rang out loud and clear.
Broke it up and there in the matrix was an obvious outline of a ring! I was so stoked I did the happy dance! At first I thought it might be broken but the main feature is divided into two parts. One side is the free mason symbol and the other looked like it once contained a stone. Inside the band "Kes" is inscribed along with "from C luister" or something to that effect. Very awesome way to start the hobby.

It took quite a while to get home what with the lunch and more shopping so I only got a couple minuets of detecting in on the property before it got dark. Did manage to find a 1971 quarter along with an electric motor and some trash metal. Overall sweet day and I cant wait for beach combing tomalz.

Solid waves, solid hunting

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