This was a brutal 10 foot deep stone lined privy with heavy wet gooey clay. Typically, the best bottle was right under my feet the entire dig and was last bottle out of the hole! I nearly gave up a couple of times as I could find nobody to pull a bucket for me. I eventually had to cut back to lifting half a bucket at a time due to the wet clay weight being too much. What a wimp I've become! Ahhh, for the idea of digging a pit full of light and airy dry soil! Rare in these here parts! Only ones are ash pits void of trash! Arrrg!