Im the opposite of a small dude. 6' 2'' 380lbs. On top of the dump I was digging, 8-9 feet down was my buddy and me leaning over to jump down I slipped and a broken bottle we had left in the wall decided to get in my way
Three of us were down 14' with a 5' cap of clay (very old worth the work). Two of us were out of the hole when all you could hear was POFFFF! 4' of clay broke off and buried the guy in the hole. I jumped in ASAP and started do dig with everything I had and then some! Managed to get him out just in time. Luckily he was sitting and fell forward when the clay dropped. This allowed a small pocket of air to be trapped between his legs. He was off work for 3 1/2 months! He told me 6 months after he was still having trouble sleeping with bad nightmares. We still dig together but he watches what depths he is willing to go. It was 12 months ago on Good Friday later this month!!! Couldn't believe it and still cant. He still suffers from ankle and back pain. But it better than the other option. I count my blessings every time I go digging.