I think the hardest dig for me was last season on my own, Scrumpy entered an old earth early one morning, and after a search with the mk1 I found him at about 5 foot. Set away, and quickly hit problems, it was like compacted hardcore, bedded in clay, and the shovel was not making progress.... after about 3 hours of sweating, I decided to jog back to the van to get my pick and graft, on my return I set away again, starting to slowly inch my way down, a few hours later popped through, on the dogs back as darkness was aproaching... ive never been so phisically tired from a dig.
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