March 11th 2007.

Our plans today were to check out some of Stevo's new permissions, so we met at an 1865 abandoned house that was ready to be demolished. We probed our sorry arms off, but this place was in the country and was huge. Luckily, Steve also had permission at the place next door. Another 1865 house ready for the dozers. This place had a very early in ground pool. There was no front door. There was no front ! Weird. Anyways, we could not locate any pits, and figured the pool might have swallowed them up long ago. We decided to boogie a few mile over to another permission, this one also from civil war days. Ouch, this one was almost all driveway in back. We were running out of options, so we agreed to go back to the last lot we dug and maybe crack open one of the stone liners. 30 minutes later we wheeled into Elizabethtown. Steve got the re-permission, and we test holed a corner of the stony.

Below is Mike the Outhouse Pirate admiring his purdy Lysol bottle.

This pit only probed to be 6 foot deep and we mole holed down to within inches of the bottom and were pulling out balls of aluminum foil.

FILLERIN !!!

Steve had one more permission in Harrison of all places, so we booked. 30 minutes later we were in yet another back yard. Steve had the magic probe today and located a pit in the small yard. Ahhh, nice to be in town again ! Steve's pit was a stony and I probed up a woody right behind it. This house dated to 1880, so we figured the woody for the oldest pit. We flung down on it and started moving dirt.

Below; Steve's wife, Steve, Eddie the bottle gorilla, and Mike in the pit.

This pit produced enough aqua shards and examples of broken blown shards to keep us going, but it also had it's fair share of ABM and clear glass.

Save for a couple of Carter's cone inks and some slick polishes, everything else was broken. No real criers to speak of. A couple of nearly whole Celery Compounds scared us a bit by their shape and color, until they came out with the tops off, and could be identified. (then we were glad they were broke) Better to sacrifice them than any Niagara Star Bitters or other similarly shaped bottle !

Next week we dig this place up.

It's an 1840's place that served as a stage coach stop and tavern.

YEAHBOYYYYY !!!