I have read a few books since July 2011 when I witched for a cave. I marked the spot. Recently I returned. My stick remained and the hole was larger. Of course I did not return prepared, I just stopped in Fern Gully when I was on my way to another project. Just me and dogs, no tools and other work to do.
Lil still swollen from killing a copperhead (Good Dog!) the night before started digging. Now this is not a varmint tunnel. This was one spot of two I witched in Fern Gully when I was cave hunting.
After pointing Lil at the small opening she begins to dig.
When digging is involved Ki-Anne and Junior always join in. I notice this is solid dirt they are digging. Lil is pulling live tree roots out. I have nothing with me to help dig and I am kicking myself. I find a machete in the back of the Ranger and chop vines and briers out of the way. I even misuse the machete a little and cut some roots and remove some dirt. This was going to be a special project and I had side-tracked to essentials instead of following my dream of finding a cave. Of course I had excuses this past summer was too hot and too dry to dig anything.
As I leave Lil is as hesitant to abandon her project as I am. Another day, maybe when we have the proper tools we will return. I hope. It's been almost a year and a half since I first witched this spot. Calling Lil away so she can cool in the creek I'm hoping it's not another year before I return to this spot.