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One of the things I remember, not fondly, about home, is the abundance of rocks. If You were digging a fence post hole, it ended up being about two foot in diameter because of all the rocks that had to be pried out with a rock bar. Well as the saying goes, everything is bigger in Texas. Let me tell you, they ain’t just a kidding!
I spent the last two days trying to dig a hole 4 foot round, and 5 foot deep. Total time spent digging was around 14 hours. Total time using a shovel, maybe one hour. How does one dig without a shovel? Well if your in Possum Kingdom Texas, you use a jack hammer.
I knew I was in trouble when I tried to stick the shovel in the dirt, and received a resounding CLANG. Hell I hadn’t even started digging yet! After two days, I had rock dust in my ears, nose, and places best not mentioned. When we got to camp last night, I barely had enough gumption to cook dinner. Then I went straight to bed, slept the whole night through. And back at it today.
Needless to say I’m tired, worn, not sure what hurts more, and hell I don’t know!