So I went back to the big hole and had another look around. I walked the upper perimeter, the middle, and the bottom. The mid level showed the most promise, but is very wet.
I don't know how far below the water table it is, but it's slick, slidey, suck yer boot right off muddy gook just beneath the surface.
I found some sign of shardage
and what looked like ashiness, and proceeded to scratch away.
This spot looked appealing.
Just beneath the nice tamped down surface there was a bonanza of crushed goodies. There was heavy duty yellow ware in abundance, all crushed down into a seam about a foot and a half deep.
This was all well and truly smashed. It was as if someone and discarded a shop inventory of chamber pots and planters. There was nothing whole. Two thirds of an undistinguished cream pitcher was as close as it got. Very awkward digging. I wanted to leave as few "footprints" as possible, so would throw the spoils up hill, so as to be able to easily rake the debris back in the hole.
I have read of the guys in Nawlins digging the wet privies. I had no idea. Totally unlike any digging I've previously done. Discovered that I've got some stress cracks in the old rubber boots. The virtual cold muddy foot is not such fun. I raked it back in. Trying to disguise my tracks as best I could.
I moved over a bit and turned up my very first intact Dr. Hostetters. I know hard to believe, but I finally got one.
This was followed by a small Halford Leicestershire Sauce. This was good, but the area of intact bottles had a water flowing precipitous drop off, which I could not navigate alone without some sorta safety rope. A bosun's chair woulda come in real handy.
I moved over to another spot, nearly fell onto the rocks below, built myself a little debris dyke and started back scratching and bailing by the shovel full. High kick up wine bases were coming out. I was scratching by feel alone, couldn't see diddly in all the wet mud, and then a flash of metal. A screech of scratcher on glass, and something else. I plunged a gloved hand in, over the top of the glove, but I got it. That was the end of the day's mudfest, as I now had soaked socks, and a glove full of mud.
But I when I examined the two pieces I'd just wrenched from the mud I was delighted. I haven't found any of these in a long while.
A heavily striated neck.
I think the seals came out so well because of the oxygen deprived environment. I was finding lots of waterlogged wood. Evidence that someone had thrown a lot of stuff in a wooden case. Barrel staves and iron bands were clearly discernable.
Cool that you found the Hostetter's Surf,...intriguing shards too,....are those lead seals?..did you ever clean and post the blob top bottle? I'd love to see it in all it's crustiness if not.. Good luck there,[] but be careful of bullets kicking up the mud around you...