Do you believe I would like to crawl under there? I really really would-but I didn’t. Who knows what treasures lie buried under all the years of leaves and other things. Of course there may be a few other things buried under there too-like spiders and a snake or two.
Would you do it for me?
Tipper
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Tipper, I’m not even curious about what is under there, so no I would not go under there even if I was young and flexible. I hate close dark spaces and have a fear of creepy crawlies that makes me shiver just thinking about being under that cabin.
We have an old cabin on our farm with a crawl space like that and all I can think is Copperheads!!!
Maybe it would be safe in winter…
Oh no, you’re not getting me under there. LOL
I can’t even go far enough under my truck to change the oil.
I can’t handle confined spaces.
LOL! Tipper, doesn’t look like you are going to get any help. I do wonder tho what is under there. I don’t mind spiders and snakes as long as I see them first. Don’t want them sneaking up on me. Our neighbor up the way killed a timber rattler a few weeks ago. 9 rattles and a button.
Patty
Sorry Tipper, but no. I’m claustrophobic as it is. Add darkness and creepy crawlies, and it’s a no-brainer. 🙂
Oh no! I really would never crawl under there. I’m not a daredevil and besides I’m terrified at the idea of snakes lying there or being caught in a spider’s web! Yet, on the other hand I can’t keep wondering whether there’s also some hidden treasure!
We have already killed a “rattlesnake’s pilot” this spring, so no matter how curious I might be, I have to say-no way! Will pull up all the floor boards you want in the dead of winter, though-
Now, if you want a treasure, find the little trenches around the perimeter of the house, about a foot out from the foundation, where the rain ran off the tin roof and splashed away the dirt.
There, somewhere along that line around the house, you’ll find at least one marble, not the boy’s taw but one of his marbles. He used to like to throw them up on the tin roof and scare his little sisters in the house, and he liked to hear them hit the roof and roll down and he didn’t always find them all.
Imagine finding a marble around an old house, holding it, in your wandering daydream seeing that marble, that boy, a circle scratched out on the schoolyard dirt, other boys on their knees, around the “arena”, one bib overall strap falling loose, with their marbles in the circle, everyone with their favorite taw, hot sun, dust, girls laughter from running from whoever was “it”, the boy shooting, knocking one marble out, then another, and going home with a bigger collection than he brought … but he played around the house with them and he lost some and you’ll find his treasure, at least one, somewhere around that old house where he lived with his mommy and daddy and six other brothers and sisters.
That is really beautiful. I would love to climb under and see what’s there.
Thanks for the kind invite, but I think I’ll pass on crawling under there for now.
I’ll bring a really long handled rake over and maybe one of those grabit things and we’ll see what we can get, spidies and creepies don’t bother me so much but you must be kidding right? Those rocks are what is holding things up? Uhh lets just see what we can reach from right here!
Right now, I’m on high level alert for snakes since I peeped into the top of my blue bird house to see how the four little birds were doing and was greeted by a black snake who had eaten them. He lost round two, however…
Oh no! Sorry,but no i would not go under there as much as I’d like to see what’s there. Maybe you could get a hoe and push and pull it as far as you can reach to see what you could find.Let us know if you figure it out.
I would consider it… for a biscuit and some chocolate gravy!!
Sorry Tipper, however intrigued I might be I wouldn’t crawl under there for you! I live in terror of spiders! B.Ruth has some very good ideas about exploring without the spiders or too much disruption to the building though, and I would do that with you! Let us know if you decide to investigate further!
No ma’am! You go for it. I’m skeered.
Tipper,
To some folks I may be a little bit strange, but I ain’t crazy.
Actually, I just hate to get those
spider webs all over me. When I
have to go work on my mountain
water system, there are bocoos of
laurals that I have to duck under
and the spiderwebs are everywhere.
And then theres the jacket nests
to watch out for. In the summer
I always kill a couple of snakes
each time I remove the tin that
covers my reservoir. Last spring
two of my youngest granddaughters
were there with me and got to see
how grandpa takes care of those
snakes with my long knife. (Can’t
spell machete) …Ken
No way girl! Starting to scratch my head just thinking about what lurks ‘neath those floor boards…however…I am so mad at myself for never thinking about B. Ruth’s idea. WHat a great idea!!!
Loved B. Ruth’s ideas!
I wouldn’t in warm weather, but might consider doing so in the winter! I did use to crawl under an old house where we lived in SE Oklahoma when I was MUCH younger and had better knees than now. Loved all the stuff I could find under there! (Old jars and such)
Tipper,
I would do that for you if:
1. I were still a young boy.
2. If I were wearing a suit of
armor.
3. I had not had all those
terrifying experiences with
poisonous snakes while in
confined areas! (couldn’t run)
Other than that I would do it for you. Seriously, nothing scares me more than a poisonous snake. Spiders don’t bother me.
Bradley
Oh no not me, to afraid of snakes and rats. Now when I was a kid I probably would..
Tipper , Not lost anything under there but if it was necessary it would be a piece of cake with my shotgun, good pair of leather gloves ,and a good light in the dead of winter when it was really cold. Larry Proffitt
I don’t know, Tipper, I don’t think I could……but I would help you with B.Ruth’s idea of going through the floor boards! lol
Bound to be lots of treasures under there.
How do you suppose they got those rocks to stay stacked up like that. No cement and they have stayed all these years! I think that is amazing. Bet no one could do that today unless you could find a very old country man. A true son of Appalachia!
sorry, tipper, you are on your own here. i don’t do spiders and snakes or even HOLES. no tight spaces for me. in 1957 we lived in Sloans Valley KY and there was a potato cave there that looked like this, all the other teens crawled into the cave and told me a few feet back it opened into a gigantic cave… i too there word for it and sat outside waiting for them to come back out.
I wouldn’t but I’d send my seven yr old son in for you!
I’m game! The only thing I’m truly scared of..bears..are probably not lurking under there 😉
I would be more than happy to crawl under there for you. Just give me a holler this fall or winter. I don’t mind spiders, but don’t cotton to snakes when they sneak up on you. I often have dreams about snakes. Don’t know why. The last time I dreamt about a snake I actually killed it in the dream. That’s never happened before.
I was in an old barn and saw a nice old box, half buried in straw. It was upside down. I reached over the stall, grabbed the top edge of the box and pulled it right side up. I peered in to see what was underneath it and peering back and hissing and grinning at me was a big ole oppossum.
My wife’s cousin was inn keeper at Bersheaba Springs Inn in Monteagle Tennessee. We had our metal detectors with us and wanted to hunt under the porch, thinking there had to be coins, etc. There was no way to get under the porch, so he tore off some of the “rotten” boards just for us. Found all kinds of treasure.
Where’s it at?
I always hated it when a ball or toy went under the house or under the porch and had to be retrieved. After all, a kid’s gotta have their stuff to play with. Many times we grabbed the rake or hoe to reach in and usher the offending object.It would have been an excellent place to play hide and seek, but no, I’d rather climb that big old tree at the edge of the yard!
oh no not me!
Tipper,
If I could do it for you, I would..even though I am more afraid of spiders than I am snakes…except in your part of the country there are Timber rattlers as well as Copperheads…ha Also in that dry environment there could be a Black Widow and a Brown Recluse…scary…
Now then that said…Go inside the cabin/shed and take up a few floor boards big enough to get your body through..This way you can stand up..Make a map by marking the boards where the placement goes…then set off or spray a “anti-spidercide” (insecticide) and “snake-be-gone.” ha…Get the “bestest” and longest rake and start raking and digging. Starting on the North side amd moving around in a circle until you find the treasure…Put those boards back and go to another corner of the cabin or shed and do it again if necessary…Just a thought..No crawling that way!
Good Luck on your treasure hunt..
PS…Don’t forget the heavy hoe! and just in case take a can of “instant freeze-o spider/wasper knock-er-down.”
Thanks Tipper,,,
One word: No.