COUNTRY GIRL
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They cleared my site for me, and I wasn't giving it up!
The weather has warmed and the ground has thawed finally. A friend came by to inform me the foundation I have been trying to get at was brush hogged.
YES! That was last weekend, I had been waiting all week for the sun to thaw the ground, Saturday looked like the day.
I arrive at the site thrilled at what I saw, all the prickers and huge tangled vines were knocked down and pushed back. I was ready to dig! Got my first signal started my hole, heard gun shots, dang! They were pretty far off (sortta), so I grabbed my clicker to my car, honked the horn 3 times, just to let them know I was there. Go back to digging, now the shots are closer, once again I honk the horn 3 times. The only season open right now is Crow, so what they were shooting at I have no clue. Next thing I know the shots are sooooo close I about jump out of my skin. Now I can see them, I know they can see me, my car, and my bright red hat, they continue to shoot.
I guess I have to pack up and get out of there. I'm really not happy about it but off I go fuming that I have to give this up after waiting all these years to get in there. AS I'm driving off I see their truck, think to myself they wouldn't shoot their own truck? To heck with it I park right next to it in the field, mess around in the field digging can slaw, and wait. 
Can't help but know they are coming, shots fired, ducks flying off, I see them in the distance so I start to head towards them to see if they MIND me going back to the foundation. (I know I know. Like the Hubby says, leave it to you to show up at a gun fight with a knife! 
) All is finally clear so off I go!
I was happy with the digs. I have only touched the surface so there will be much more to be unveiled. What I didn't know about my brush covered site was there were 2 silo foundations on either side of it. Nice!
Finds, a hand saw blade, a cow waterer that says CLAY (found a catalog for Clay dated 1928), a double fith wheel hitch for a wagon (should have seen me dig that out), what I thought was a small file at first look, that turned out to be a nice little knife. Bunch of melted stuff, nails, the usual Junque.
Enjoy the pictures!
The weather has warmed and the ground has thawed finally. A friend came by to inform me the foundation I have been trying to get at was brush hogged.
YES! That was last weekend, I had been waiting all week for the sun to thaw the ground, Saturday looked like the day. I arrive at the site thrilled at what I saw, all the prickers and huge tangled vines were knocked down and pushed back. I was ready to dig! Got my first signal started my hole, heard gun shots, dang! They were pretty far off (sortta), so I grabbed my clicker to my car, honked the horn 3 times, just to let them know I was there. Go back to digging, now the shots are closer, once again I honk the horn 3 times. The only season open right now is Crow, so what they were shooting at I have no clue. Next thing I know the shots are sooooo close I about jump out of my skin. Now I can see them, I know they can see me, my car, and my bright red hat, they continue to shoot.
I guess I have to pack up and get out of there. I'm really not happy about it but off I go fuming that I have to give this up after waiting all these years to get in there. AS I'm driving off I see their truck, think to myself they wouldn't shoot their own truck? To heck with it I park right next to it in the field, mess around in the field digging can slaw, and wait. Can't help but know they are coming, shots fired, ducks flying off, I see them in the distance so I start to head towards them to see if they MIND me going back to the foundation. (I know I know. Like the Hubby says, leave it to you to show up at a gun fight with a knife! ) All is finally clear so off I go!I was happy with the digs. I have only touched the surface so there will be much more to be unveiled. What I didn't know about my brush covered site was there were 2 silo foundations on either side of it. Nice!
Finds, a hand saw blade, a cow waterer that says CLAY (found a catalog for Clay dated 1928), a double fith wheel hitch for a wagon (should have seen me dig that out
), what I thought was a small file at first look, that turned out to be a nice little knife. Bunch of melted stuff, nails, the usual Junque. Enjoy the pictures!
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