Hear that? That might be the sound of buried treasure, which we have on the brain thanks to Redditor 14jvalle, who asked: "People who roam the beach with metal detectors, what have you found?"
"I do it..."
I do it once a year at the end of the summer. There's a small beach out by my cabin, and a lot of people go there through the summer. I've found tons of jewelry, coins, and one time found a money clip with a whole $9 in singles.
I originally bought the metal detector to find all the target arrows I've lost behind my cabin. I've found none of those, but at this rate with my beach finds, it'll have paid for itself in 15-20 years.
"Lots of rusty nails..."
Lots of rusty nails—I was later told they were probably from pallets used to make bonfires. Still. Be careful.
Also lots of tent stakes. I could have started a tent stake business.
Literally nothing else. Been doing it for years.
One time my uncle found a friggin' 1942 FP45 pistol deep under some beach nobody goes to. The thing didn't work anymore but was still a crazy find.
I found a can of chicken noodle soup from 1969 and an old spoon.
The soup still looked edible besides the fat separation. The can was in good condition.
Needles... lots and lots of needles.
The junkies in my town like to bury their needles/ lose them in the sand
"I later found out..."
Musket balls. I later found out that in 1866 there was a battle around that lake.
Mostly loose change, dropped keys, can tabs, bottle caps and things like that, but I did find an 18 karat gold man's wedding band once.
One time when I was little I watched a guy with a metal detector on the beach reach down only a few inches into the sand and pull out a whole metal colander. I've always wondered how it got there and how no one had stepped on it before, it was so shallow.
"Not at the beach..."
Not at the beach, but on the Oregon Trail through Idaho. I found a cache of large caliber bullets from the 19th century. They were in pretty bad shape, but most still have gun powder.