Well, I would be embarrassed to tell of my first dig because I didn't really dig... I was heavy into the club stuff back then...... my first true dig was by myself 4 years ago...... before then somebody else always dug.
but I can tell you in my first season of hunting alone......the worst feeling is digging just to retrieve your dead dog.....
The dogs name was Rupert, and my local farmer had told me where he had been spotting some chucks, so I headed out.... Rupert and Johnny....... the first sett yielded a raccoon, it bolted, but the next sett Rupert entered and started baying, withi