Early last week I hit a former homesite where I previously had some luck. I started by searching away from the cellar hole for a change, but it was way too overgrown with brush and thorns. Discouraged and ready to relocate, I decided to try my luck near the hole again before leaving. I shortly got a nice coin tone about 30 feet from the hole, which turned out to be a 1787 Connecticut copper (maybe a Miller 6.1 – M). Psyched to not get skunked, I worked my way to within 5 or 6 feet of the…