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Dug up

Well I’m back home after my archaeological adventure, and I’m so glad I went.

We might still be arguing over what that structure is that we found… maybe a cookhouse (there were lots of bones), maybe a privy – probably only further excavation will tell… but what we all came away with was a great experience and new knowledge about our convict past.

For me it was a crash course in fieldwork, and it turns out I’m a pretty good measurer – that is taking the measurements for the planning on graph  paper (hell on the knees).

So without further ado – more photos… and I’ll put the rest on Flickr for the really keen. 🙂

This is convict era chain that was found under a tree attached to some more modern chain.  Apparently the simple links give it away.

One of the jobs is to survey the site… one person mans the Total Station unit, the other holds this stick steady by making the bubble in the top stay in the middle.

This is me demonstrating “bubble face”.

Archeology in action.  The tip of my trowel is pointing towards a clay pipe buried under an exposed brick.

The nice thing about the pipe was the stamp on it – which shows where it was manufactured.
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And the fact it still had part of its stem attached.

[A paper on clay pipes]

Which meant we could do a few poses before bagging it.  We wanted to keep the soil inside in case there was still some resin to analyse.

At the end of our dig we took some final photos but the glaring afternoon sun made it difficult.

Umbrellas were used to provide shade.

And here’s our team.

I’m looking forward to reading the report and seeing how Sean’s project changes on the basis of the dig.

I’ve come to appreciate that archeology is not all giant spiders and glittering artifacts and that pleasure can also be gained by finding foundations.

Videos to come too… eventually.

At the moment all I can think about is my nice soft bed.

Not the barracks, the loo

Here I am at work with M, who is about to do her honours degree in Canberra at ANU.

We’ve just sieved a bucket of dirt and M is handing me the three bits of glass we found in the bottom.

I’ve been excavating Context 059 of Trench 6 which we thought might have been the Depot.

The barracks where the convicts and the ticket-of-leave men slept.

(note the technical archeaolgical terms!)

Today it was at least 40 degrees and hardly a breeze.

It was hot.

And I felt every degree.

Fewer finds today.

I found a button, which may or may not be convict era.
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S found a whole bulb of a clay pipe.

About lunchtime Sean decided that we probably weren’t looking at the foundations of the barracks after all.

The walls are too close together.

We think we’re in the privy.

Privies are good.

People chuck stuff in the loo.

Maybe not manacles which would really place this stuff in the convict era, but certainly other artefacts.

Only one day to go and then we fill all the holes in.

And it’s 38 degrees tomorrow.

My clay pipe

Isn’t it beautiful?

The letters you can see are V-I-S so we think it’s a Ben Nevis pipe made somewhere in Glasgow.

Ben Nevis is the highest mountain in the UK and a lot of clay pipes came from Scotland.

Clay pipes were the disposable cigarette of the 1800s.

The thin hole in the stem is to cool the smoke from the bowl.

Everyone had found a pipe and I was feeling left out frankly at dig central in York.

Yes, I’m on my dig and LOVING it.

Yes, it’s hot, dusty, dirty work but it’s such fun.

You scrape the soil with your tiny trowel and then you hit something interesting.

So you find a brush – a paintbrush maybe – and sweep of the soil until you reveal your artifact.

Sometimes – yawn – it’s a bit of glass or a bone – sometimes it’s a clay pipe, or a whole bottle.
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I was very excited with a blue bottle that I found on Australia Day.

But then I found foundation stones!

Bottles… meh.

We found the corner of the barracks where the convicts would have been housed between 1851 and 1875.

It was very very cool.

I know what you are thinking.

That I’m sounding more like a geek than ever.

Ah well… live with it.

It’s now day four of my first ever Archeological dig and I’m in love with digging and all things buried.

So yes… now I’m a dirt geek.