downeastdigger
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Joined: 8/22/2005 From: Crawling through the mud and briars of Eliot Maine Status: offline
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As a caterer, I sometimes cater weddings at people's homes, and I have to do a site visit. We got a call for a job up about an hour north of here in the NH hills. Normally, I would say no, but then I got to thinking, hmm, I could get my paperwork done early, go do the site visit by noon, and " take my time" getting back home. Sounds like a plan. On the way back, I changed into my diggin clothes on the side of the road. I just kept drove til I found an old road, and turn off on to another old one, and finally on to a dirt road off of that. These were all early roads, winding through the hills, with old growth trees dotting the roadside, and rock walls along the roadside for miles at a time. I found one spot where I could tell there would have been a dwelling back decades ago, as there were two big oaks up front, and high field of new growth, mostly wild cherries and sumacs. I crossed the field to the back, where as you would expect there was a rock wall. The scene looked exactly like the scene in Shawshank Redemption, where Morgan Freeman is walking through a field, up a hill, to a rock wall, to find what his friend Andy had hidden in the rocks. ( if you've ever seen that movie). Anyways, after about 20 minutes, I found a dump. It was undug, and mostly new ( 1930 ). Mixed in, I found the shards to a Stoddard Chesnut flask, and also this bottle which I couldn't identify til I got home. It would have been a Langleys Root and Herb Bitters, with a big open pontil.
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