cannibalfromhannibal
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Decided to take advantage of less humidity and open up a spot I probed last week. I opened a test hole at a different spot on the property a week earlier and was mystified. The hole went down about 3 foot and stopped. "Crummy old post hole" went through my mind. But at the bottom were two tiny pieces of window pane and a rusty nail or such. Filled it in disgustedly and huffed away. Seems I have dug my fair share of post holes, sewer lines and other assorted empty holes this season. And with scorching temps and drippy humidity, I just haven't had much luck lately. So when I opened this one up my expectations were low. WAY low. I assigned it a ratio of 30/70 that it was 30% likely something worth digging. I wasn't to be disappointed in my assessment, at least where bottles were concerned. Opened up a test hole and about 2 foot deep hit a narrow layer of stove ash, so I decided to get serious and open it up. (It always strikes me funny how "innocent" looking the holes are in the beginning) Got under the ash only to find large privy type stones and some brick pieces. "Well, at least it isn't organic", I thought. I persevered and hit what felt and looked like virgin clay. I ran my 4 foot probe in and barely touched on some black ashy looking mix with some rust. I noted it was almost at the 7 foot level. This house dates to at least 1871 and possibly as early as 1866, according to the surviving business directories. So now my mood was improving. Reaching about the 6 foot level, I hit some glass and suddenly a wide mouth shard appeared., semi-automatic! UGH! REALLY? Now I was disgusted again, but worse! But I still had another couple feet to go to reach local ordinance of 8 foot deep for privies in town. I scraped into another pocket of broken glass and I tug on a dark broken base shard and out comes an early 60's mossy green Hostetter's! Now THAT's more like it! NOW I'm all excited again with visions of green Hoss's stacked like cord wood on the bottom. Not this day, as this was the only piece of it I found and nothing else from that period. But it energized me to the bottom of the pit.......