1. In the Beginning... day of the auger holes: Here we have our fearless leader, smiling because he is blissfully unaware of the monster trench that has not yet crossed his mind in any way... he is content to dig 10cm diameter holes into the ground. (note where you are standing...)


2. A little tired from digging, but still there's something of a smile in his face as our leader begins work on the 7x1 meter trench. Note the loyal assistant off to the side, working diligently despite the leader's attempts at getting rid of him ;)


3. As one can see.. this is still within a week of the previous picture, and look at how deep that 7x1 has gotten already! It must still be early as our two beloved assistants are still sporting a smile...


4. About a week and a half later we move along and by golly! Just look at the trench now! It's grown a whole extra piece to it, like an annoying tumor that won't go away... Note the lovely trench walls, still relatively straight without holes "accidently" kicked into them... and you can also see the interesting pentagonal rock... in one piece...


5. And now for something completely different... the crew at lunchtime! Clearly we are moving deeper into the season as the smiles are slowling turning into sleepy, dumb stupors as people dream of the beds they once thought were horribly uncomfortable, but now look too inviting. We also see the beginnings of love developing for one of our loyal assistants, oh the drama!


6. Looking at the rest of the crew, we see just how much of that sleepy stupor really is taking effect as Rachel, queen ruler from the Pit of Despair ponders just how comfortable the dirt might actually be in her deep trench...


7. My, look how that little trench has grown! Our favorite leader is showing off the work that our so-dubbed "Crew of Unfounded Allegations" poured all their blood, sweat, and tears into (and boy how true that statement is). The poor rock is now broken, Scott has begun digging his own little hideaway hole, and our beloved photographer can no longer get into or out of the trench without the aid of the "trusty" foot stool.


8. Here in the same day as the previous picture, we can see that the sleepy stupor has now been replaced with a slightly manic dementia that has set in as we near the end of our timed alottment to dig (yet there is still so much work to be done). We also have a better view of Scott's hidey-hole.


9. Last but not least, in the most craptacular picture we have so far.. we see the last of Scott's work in building his new home. Over 2 meters deep, and before the blessed scaffolding has been put in. How would we have survived backfill without that scaffolding?