A great day before the big chill
We are forecasted to be in the single digits before this weekend and with yesterday's high of only 30 I was sure my season was over. After a gloomy morning the sun finally broke and the temperature hit 40. Our workload was light and we finished midafternoon. I thought "this is it, last try". I texted my wife to let her know that I would be home at dusk as the 'fields were calling my name'. I recently obtained permission from a local farm and had hoped to try the fields before winter closed them up. I spent 3 hours swinging "Sterling Steve" (that's my Garrett AT Pro). Here's what I was able to rescue from that cold ground.