The joys of working an archeological dig aren't even a little offset by the realization :
I am digging through someone’s old junk.
Our property, Snowslide Gulch, has been inhabited a minimum 100 years. We have a photo of some farmers who lived on this site back in the 1920’s when it was still being mined and cut for lumber.
I am told that this family (with a father who is not pictured) worked a garden and sold the produce to the mining and lumber companies that worked the area. The girl in this picture (as I was assured) was considered a local beauty.
Because our property is inaccessible by road (they tried one back in the 20's but it kept washing out and it was expensive to repair) people would bring large things over that they needed but they didn’t make a heroic effort to drag it back out when they were done using it.
