We spent some time checking signals which mostly was nails and the usual rubbish before we found a more interesting corner of the camp. I found myself a small ditch where I dug out a well rusted Daimon torch, some small bottles and a denazified Heer buckle. Then I heard Baard and Skule, his son, calling for me so I got up and rushed over, and then I saw the tables had turned. On our last digs together I ve been having the luck, but now it was Baards. He and Skule had dug a single iron signal in a trench on the outskirts of the camp and found an amazing piece of history. A blacksmithed very well made sign reading "Stab 199 J.D", a sign for the stab of the 199th Infanterie Division, which in Norway is a bit of a legendary unit as it was part of the invading forces fighting the Norwegians in 1940. A spectacular find one do not see often!! I felt a hasty sting of jealousy of course, but I am very happy for him and glad I could take part in the joy of having such a find.
We had a lunch brake and continued searching. We dug up a big pit holding 99% broken bottles, and the next ditch was much the same but at least it kept more metal and we had a few great finds here. Baard picked a German Erkennungsmarke and I finally found a German toy soldier made from Elastolin which I needed for my kunststoff collection.
We had spent nearly 8 hours out there when we finally closed up the ditch and made a halfway plan for yet another dig together before his holiday is over.
Keep fighting those biting midges and mosquitoes my friends:)