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“They hid it where?”
Or, finding treasure in hidey-hole caches
A hidey-hole stash is the result of someone stuffing his or her change into a secret place. Just “one dime at a time” can accumulate a lot of silver.
The wonderful thing about small caches is that they are usually hidden in “things” sold at sales or given to charity, rather than buried treasure, which is why some treasure people call it “stuffing.” When currency is being hidden, they refer to it as “bill tucking.”
People have always felt the need to hide small amounts of cash in multiple spots. Since the amounts are small, it is expected that over half “mad money” locations will be forgotten within one year.
When the personal items concealing the money are discarded or resold, the money is lost. If the person has passed away, chances are that almost none of their stuffing spots will be found.
You cannot think of a piece of furniture, appliance, or article of outer clothing (usually winter coats or suit jackets) that has not been found concealing someone's secret stash. Many choices simply don't make much sense, especially this one! Consider the large denomination bills hidden behind the sweatbands of men's hats. Here is the one article of clothing most likely to be lost, but for generations the hatband has been one of men's favorite choices to hide cash.
Then consider the reasoning behind the many thousands of silver coins recovered from the hollow chrome legs of the 1950's style dining room tables. On many styles you could reach under the table and drop coins into the open ends of the hollow legs.
As silly as that “coin drop” idea strikes some people, thousands came up with the same idea and followed it religiously. You can still find old chrome-leg tables in thrift shops for under $30 that have an accumulation of more than that amount, face value, in silver coins.
Once you are aware of table-leg piggy banks it's easy to check by shaking a leg. “Silly” or not, people really do consider every possibility when looking for a stash spot and it is up to us to do the same.
An awareness of “stuffing spots” is one of the more profitable forms of treasure hunting, and it is instantly addictive.
Finding small caches hidden within items is an area, is one that we have not updated since 1985. Since then much has been learned and there is twice the information to report.
With the increasing restrictions on salvage, finding these small money caches is a key to avoiding all that nonsense. You can do it in any weather, at your leisure, as you are finding lost caches in used items offered for sale, for salvage or simply discarded. No digging or detector is needed.
This type of hunting conflicts with the “Hollywood Concept” of what people have been conditioned to think of as “treasure”, but the payoff is far more dependable. There are so many angles and secrets to spotting stuffing holes that it cannot be covered in a single pass. This edition deals on caches within items and the next will deal with cache sites within abandoned dwellings.
It is my intention to bring together all the available information on small money caches as soon as confirmed, and do so well before it filters down to the general public.
There was a time when there was more cash in “homemade safes” than the top fourteen American banks. The locations of many thousands of such home stashes were lost to death and the unexpected, and now it's up to us to get that money back into the economy.
Treasure people have an edge on finding the majority of abandoned caches, as the public will not accept the fact that treasure is everywhere people live or have lived. They also don't realize that people are constantly finding treasure.
It takes years of editing our newsletter to realize how little of the millions of dollars in bounty found each month is ever reported to the media. Of all treasure recovered, only a tiny fraction (I would guess less than 1%) is ever publicized….
This Little Probe of Mine
…One such treasure “romantic” is Red. Now Red is not known as a treasure hunter, rather, he is viewed as an independent person who loves spending his retirement “on the road” to the next treasure cache.
What is astounding to most treasure people is the detail that Red supports his travels from the bounty, which metal detectors miss.
Red swears he eventually bought a detector, but has yet learned how to use it. Yet, he finds caches wherever he roams and never wants for money or a reason to arise each morning.
He tells me his approach is the same as in the days before modern electronics made things “easy.”
About ten years before his retirement, Red stumbled onto his first treasure on his way to Reno, Nevada. It was a “long weekend” and his first opportunity to try his luck that year.
Red said his last trip to the Casinos had been a bad one. He had an unusual run of rotten luck and lost his entire gambling budget in the first day of a three-day stay. Embarrassed at acting like a rank beginner on his honeymoon, he started his second day by testing his luck with what was to be “a portion” of his expense money.
When that was gone, Red was left with just his gas money. He was even more upset with himself, but certain he had learned his lesson. Over the years he had spent many joyous vacation hours at the card tables, but this was one trip gone completely wrong. With one-day left of his stay, he decided to just relax in his motel room and get an early start home the next day.
Red was up early. With barely enough cash for gas home, he took a free breakfast coupon to one of the Casinos. The free breakfast raised his spirits and he walked through the main casino on the way to his car.
Near the exit, he saw a five-dollar gaming chip resting under a stool parked in front of a dollar slot machine. Taking this to be an omen of luck, he went to the blackjack table where he promptly lost it... and another five dollars of his gas money.
Red left the Casino not knowing if he had enough gas money to make it home. He said he couldn't remember how much gas was left, as he had not driven since parking his car on arrival. When Red got in and saw the gauge near empty, he knew his long drive home would be anxiety filled.
With his gas almost gone, Red was still about 200 miles from home when he realized he wasn't going to make it! With the gas gauge near a quarter of a tank, he would need to think of something. And so he did, looking under the seat for stray coins he found enough gas money to get him home.
It was an entire year before Red made another “Reno run.” With the trauma of the last trip clouding his mind, Red determined to go to extremes to be certain he was free to enjoy himself. He came up with a plan should he once more get “carried away.”
Some distance from Reno in a desolate desert area, Red stopped near a highway sign giving distances. At home Red had stuffed forty dollars into a salvaged horseradish jar. He planned to bury it somewhere near the base of a road sign to be assured of having gas and food money for the return trip home. The permanent road signpost would be his marker.
Red said he picked that spot as it was too far from Reno for him to change his mind and drive from Reno to get it for gambling. Regardless of his luck, he could enjoy himself, as he was certain of gas and food money for the long drive back home.
The area he picked for caching his travel money was just desert and nothing else. It was still California, as he had not yet crossed the Nevada border.
Having driven the road many times he felt sure of the location, but he made notes in the car before getting out to hide his travel stash.
Red took only a large screwdriver for digging. Finding a likely spot near the sign he began digging a hole. The small jar did not contain much, but Red said he wasn't about to take a chance, so he clawed his way down about a foot before pulling out an old “Prell” shampoo container he had uncovered. It was the old glass type, which had been off the market for at least a few decades.
Completely intact, it brought back memories of when he had first married and daily seen the same type bottle in his own shower.
The desert soil had coated the glass and Red was unable to see inside the container. Rather expecting to find other garbage, he dug a little further, but found nothing more.
By now his small stash hole was down over a foot. Red laid his trip money at the bottom and covered it over. Several cars had driven by to disrupt his progress, but he felt quite secure about his money and delighted at finding the old Prell bottle. He grabbed it and headed for his car.
On his second day in Reno, Red remembered the old shampoo container and decided to wash it up in the motel sink. As the plastic lid was old and probably brittle, Red decided to run water over it before trying to unscrew the top.
Rinsing the entire bottle of lose dirt, he got his first glimpse of something inside, which looked suspiciously like currency!
And so it was. The cash was not in good shape, though perfectly negotiable. There was an even one hundred dollars, which was sixty-dollars more than the stash he had replaced it with!
Red told me before that moment, looking for abandoned money had never occurred to him. All that changed. He found himself not as interested in cards as in this fortunate coincidence. That evening he lay down and began thinking about how that money got there in the first place.
Gold isn't always “golden.”
Treasure hunters have more opportunities to recognize treasure than most folks, as we do look around. And the more one looks, the more one expands their proficiency at recognizing treasure, particularly when in disguise. This advantage works best in combination with an ever-expanding expertise at recognizing treasure when most would not. One could say it's like knowing that gold isn't necessarily “golden,” such as when found in some of its natural states; but especially in an unnatural state, such as covered with “road tar” or the unrecognized nuggets often found in abandoned rock collections. Of particular interest is the unrecognized gold commonly found where children have played and left their daily accumulation of “finds” discovered while playing.
Of course gold is one of the first things that come to mind when people think of treasure. At the same time, treasure recyclers who are “city folks,” people who define “roughing it” as dining at a restaurant with poor service, would never consider “roughing it” for gold. Most city people who are new to treasure recycling define their treasure opportunities in other ways, and the thought of finding native gold nuggets within the city limits seems of little real value. This has proven to be incorrect.
First, it is prudent to have a professional grasp of gold, as most folks don't, particularly “city people.” Second, in reality, experience has shown that, given the realities of life with a job, you can find more unrecognized gold within a community than “part-timers” do out in nature. We will explore the reasons why this is so as we progress.
Of this we are certain: One never knows where gold will surface, and, sooner or later, it will not be in the form of coins or familiar-hued gold nuggets that most anyone could recognize. It pays richly to have “alertness” for gold, to add it as a sideline to regular hunts for other treasures. You will have competition for whatever you seek, whereas an awareness of gold in the “real world” elevates you to a level where competition is rare.
There is abundant proof that gold seekers, modern as well as early, have actually seen gold on the surface, and left it lay, because they did not recognize the precious metal in one of its more unusual states. In fact, some finds have been in spite of the finder's lack of awareness. Curiously, “fools gold” is seldom missed, whereas certain incarnations of gold are more frequently “stumbled upon,” rather than outright recognition by someone with the expertise to know what he or she had. This “oversight” is far more common, today, than logic would dictate. While there are curious reasons why this is so, what is of particular interest is the realization that while the “obvious gold” is soon gone; the “odd gold” remains and accumulates.
Alfred G. Webb, my grandfather on my mother's side, was an old-time prospector who made just one major find. It only takes one such “find,” of course, to change a life. Fifty years or more after the fact, he still liked to share with his family the huge money entries into his account for his share. Grandfather was too rich, too quickly, and while still in his youth; so, his “wealthy years” were quite short, but sweet. I was taken by the circumstances of his “big strike.” It seems he was riding his horse to town when he chanced upon a hired hand digging holes for fence posts. He recognized the “hired hand,” another gold miner out of work “filling the slack” with a part-time job. Grandfather watched in amazement as the worker talked casually, while he totally ignored the signs of gold in the piles of earth and “gravel” beside each posthole. Alfred spoke with him, confirming his suspicions that the man was indeed “sober,” and, as a `miner,' should have recognized gold in various alloys.
Rather than simply file a claim and go from there, grandfather was able to approach the landowner and acquire mineral rights in a partnership with him. This was a rich find for Alfred made possible because another could not recognize, or was not aware of, “odd gold” that simply does not look like gold. Once again, the person who dug up this find would have told you, with pride, that he was a “miner/prospector.” Yet, unless the gold was in a hard-rock matrix, he literally could not recognize it.
Gold is not always gold colored; the color of gold varies depending on the alloy. Gold's variable colorations are caused by impurities in the gold itself. Nuggets are a natural alloy containing silver, copper, platinum, cadmium, and many other trace elements. The fact is that gold recovered from streams is always an alloy, usually running about 93% gold. Gold will appear green when it has a high percentage of cadmium. Some folks assume they are looking at a hunk of corroded lead from a battery or bullet and somewhat “polished” or “worked” from water or other elements in nature.
A mnemonic rule for remembering the other colors is to recall that they are quite patriotic: Red, white and blue. Reddish hued nuggets are an indication of a high copper content. Whitish gold signifies a high percentage of silver or platinum, or a combination of both. Bluish gold is caused by a high iron concentration.
There have been at least two published articles of “rock hounds” bringing home “rocks” with unusual weight, or density. In both instances, the unusual “dark rocks” were added to their tumbler/polishers along with other specimens. When removed, all concerned were shocked to find gold nuggets….
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