Out of my control…or Can’t catch a break

Out of my control…or Can’t catch a break

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After using the Bliss for a few days I noticed somethings were not working as they should.

Never being one to blame the machine, I knew the issues were due to my inexperience with Dragomir. I reached out to a more knowledgeable Blisstool user and he gave me some pointers to properly do a manual ground balance.

I have to say, ground balancing the Bliss appears to be the biggest challenge for first time Blisstool users. I followed the manual’s advice to start on auto ground balance and was having a huge problem with false signals and with discrimination. Upon successfully doing a manual ground balance I noticed two things:
1) Auto-ground balance left my machine ‘hot’, way hotter than I would normally run it.
2) Manual ground balance was extremely easy, so long as you know that the pots, i.e. knobs, are rather sensitive.

The biggest problem with the manual ground balance was finding a spot in the park devoid of metal. I had to actually clean a two by two foot spot in order to balance Dragomir.

Having completed this task, the number of false signals dropped to near zero and I was able to discriminate fine.

So armed with Dragomir in its more stable state, I went where a road ran through an old park. The road was removed sometime in the 90’s and a person who was there at the time they removed the road, told me that they found large cents and Seated coins and so on and so forth. The beauty of this spot is that it is relatively devoid of modern trash besides being rather large area wise.

I began and hardly a signal was to be had, as I expected. Finally, I got a nice repeatable signal and I went for it. Digging there you can immediately tell there was a road in the past. There were chunks of asphalt and cement but around the 5-6 inch mark, I found the target. I could see that the chunk of asphalt and dirt I dug up was round. My heart was giddy with the anticipation of uncovering a precious Seated dime.

Give me a break! A clad dime. I can’t even tell the date because of the cement stuck to it. the reverse actually has asphalt stuck so you can’t even see it.

I put in the work. Dragomir put in the work. This was our reward. Leave it to me to find the only clad coin that was possibly dropped by a city worker at some street repair job in the past. Sigh!

On my way home, I stopped by another park and buried a dime 12 inches deep. I dug up the hole and I stuck a new shiny dime in the side of the hole at the bottom and covered it back up. I then began tinkering with the Bliss until I got a solid, repeatable signal. 12 inches. My Deus, beloved and respected as it is (it remains my go-to machine for hunting the parks)
cannot give me a solid repeatable signal on a dime 12 inches under the ground (with the 11 inch coil).

And that is the purpose of the Blisstool. The Deus will unmask a coin better than any machine out there and the Blisstool will sniff me out some of the deepest stuff. But I cannot control what was dropped in the past.

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