u/Tethys_Mariner

The Micro Bike is the obvious highlight, roll of fencing was really heavy too. I thought i spotted what looked like a pipe or a metal bar in the water and threw for it along with my grappling hook, only for it to be completely stuck on whatever it was. Once the wind died down and the ripples on the water ceased, I was able to see it was in fact a very large barred metal grate that was also somehow anchored to the bottom and my hook was keeping my magnet in place. This was in late November, so entering was a no go. Eventually I linked up with someone who magnetfished and scuba dived and we came up with a plan to retrieve it. Unfortunately, it took us a bit for our schedules to line up and by the next June when we showed up at the reservoir the algae had just bloomed reducing visibility to zero. Its probably still there, though the rope has long been cut. If anyone wants to show up to the Jersey City Reservoir to retrieve it, they are most welcome to try.

Oddly enough, none of them have ever had any shell casings attached to them.

You can also see a bunch of golf club head sin my bucket. I think I pulled up at least 25 from this spot over the course of several months, but never got a picture with them all together. I was keeping them in a pile with my other finds (as I had no real way to dispose of so much) but this spot was so fruitful that the city came and cleaned up my quite noticeable pile before I was finished with the bridge.

One of these payphones also account for one of the three times that I've caught a live fish while magnetfishing, a live American Eel wriggled out of one! (the other two times were also eels, one in a pipe and one in a plastic bag).

Sadly, it had been down there so long and become so fused to the holster that it did not survive me taking it out of it, as gentle as I tried to be. There were also what appeared to be bullets still inside the cylinder chambers!

I dont see any major red flags, but this is a new topic for me.

Pulled up this Newspaper box on an abandoned dock that I had to walk a good 15 minutes through the underbrush to get to. Way too heavy to lift out. After some impromptu forestry I was able to clear enough space next to the dock to drag it up onto land.

The finds themselves are self-explanatory, but the real story comes from what happened to my magnets at this spot is the real story. To be honest, I had not been taking good enough care of my magnet in the brackish rivers of North Jersey, I wasn't washing it off and some slight pitting in the surface was starting to present itself. At this spot I eventually noticed that my magnet had started to fracture and chunks were coming off. I assumed it was my rusty chickens coming home to roost and got a new 360. I returned to the same spot, and started throwing and felt/heard the familiar high pitched sound of a rock strike. I pulled it back in, and saw a part of my magnet had been chipped out! I figured this was a freak accident, and threw again, and again, until I realized I was about to chip my brand new magnet into an arrowhead if I didn't stop and the rocks in this pond were Built Different (TM). I also realized that it was most likely these same rocks that destroyed my previous magnet, though my poor upkeep likely didn't help. I never encountered rocks before or since that were this destructive, but its a humbling reminder that any throw you make could always result in the loss of your magnet. And as a courtesy, this was at the James J Braddock Park in North Bergen, NJ, throw there at your own risk!