I
haven't written a blog post in over a year, and coincidentally, I have not
participated in an excavation since then. I'm sure my posts on archaeological
monitoring would have been riveting- like that glorious day during which I got
to stop the dig crew for a full ten minutes as I documented a 10 cm stratum of
re-deposited shell midden. Boy, did I feel like the keeper of the resources
that day. Or the countless hours spent digging shovel test probes, analyzing soil
profiles, and report writing. Most of my archaeology work over the past year
has not been exceedingly blog-worthy, but I would like to share the story of my
first real-life, grown-up, paid archaeology field work project.
I
got a part-time job at a small Cultural Resources Management Firm out of
Bellingham, Washington through a former professor of mine. Due to the nature of
CRM work, often on-call and completely dependent on intermittent contract
projects, I also worked part-time in a zooarchaeology lab at my former
university.
My
first contract job was a county storm water improvement project in Birch Bay, a
30 minute drive out of Bellingham near the Canadian border. I drove out to the
project area, which was on a little side street off of the main road that wound
around Birch Bay. At 7am the sun was just rising and the fall air was crisp and
cool. Hundreds of Canadian geese flocked on the glassy, fog covered water. I
unloaded my gear and made my way over to the excavation area. A huge excavator churned
out large amounts of dirt with each bucket, such that I had to carefully watch
and observe the trench profile as it was being dug so not to miss any changes in
soil.
I
had a solid background in archaeological theory and some formal excavation, but
I was quick to realize that monitoring was very different. I had to pick up a
whole new lingo from the world of contracting, engineering, and construction,
and I had to learn it immediately on the job in order to know what was going on
during a day’s work. My new boss had told me stories about novices making
inadvertent discoveries of human remains on their first few days of cultural
resource monitoring- it seemed to be the newbie’s curse. So, I felt that as long
as I didn’t find any human remains or miss any culturally significant soils,
then I would be doing ok on my first day.
I
relaxed into the job over the course of the day, writing notes, drawing
profiles, and doing photo documentation, making conversation with county
employees, city employees, and contractors. I didn’t find any human remains or
prehistoric soils on that first day.
I
was the only female in the field that day and for most days on the project. I
think it is a pretty typical situation for female archaeologists on monitoring
projects, given the high ratio of males in the construction and engineering
fields. I can confidently report that I
always felt welcomed on the project on a personal level. Sometimes, however,
the archaeology portion of my job would be subtly ridiculed for a few reasons.
The
first is that when you monitor for archaeology in a place that has been heavily
graded or plowed in historic times, it is not highly probable that an
archaeologist will find intact deposits or artifacts. So, the archaeologist’s
presence at all can be jokingly voided by some project employees, even though
it is a legal necessity if the permitting agency requires it.
The
second stems from the first, which is the fact that if an archaeological
resource is found, the project is put on hold indefinitely until the
appropriate action can be taken to mitigate the resource in question. This can
take a good deal of time depending on the mitigation required, and a lot of
time lost for the project. It is in everyone else’s best interest but the
archaeologist if no archaeological resources are found.
I
found it best to have a light attitude while doing a thorough job, and had an
excellent work experience on what will always be my first CRM archaeology
project.
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