You stick the shovel in the ground, give a good ol' stomp, and bang, you hit that heavy feeling of a concrete monument on your foot!! Instead of the wet feeling when you hit a sprinkler head 😛 😉
love it!
and that distinct sound the shovel makes as the tip rubs up the side of a iron as you pry the shovel up. you know you are home then.
and then you wonder what that coax cable is that you've just severed in half.
Then you notice the neighbor coming out of his house scratching his head as to why his cable tv stopped receiving signal.
Um, yeah...been there, done that 🙁
Then you duck and run before he sees you...
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Grant
What I call "hooking it".
Stephen
Drove a #5 rebar through an irr. pipe once. Fixed it with a collar from the ag shop.
Reminds me of a conversation with a client a few weeks back. I was explaining how we search for all sorts of things that have been used by past surveyors and also find things nearby that have been put there by others. She asked how I knew which ones were the right ones to use. I sniffed the air a bit, then explained that experienced surveyors develop an extra sense over time allowing us to sniff out the correct ones from the stinkers. Basically, it's the same way we distinguish a rock from "the stone". It's impossible to explain all the built-up knowledge we use in a few seconds during our evaluation of the evidence.
Don't you love when... concrete cap saves yo a$$!
Downtown San Jose a few years back setting vertical control rods for VTA. We would auger out a 8" hole to about 4-5 feet deep, drive the alum. rod to refusal with a punjar, back-fill with sand and set an access cover. We came up on a good spot to set one of these things; not fouling the track good sight distance in either direction, nice convenient spot for a CP at a X-ing. So we start drilling our 8" hole. We get down about 2' and we start grinding on something hard. I reach down and clean out the hole, "Looks like it's an old sidewalk". I stand up and we look around and it dawns on me; we were drilling between the crossing arms and the control box for the signal. I try not to think of what a cluster that would have caused.