Cut this monster soft maple after work last night. That's me on the left, and my buddy Herb on the right. The ole' 260 ran out of gas right in the middle of the cut, so we had to improvise. I duct-taped my Silky Sugozawa handsaw to a stick and finished her off the hard way. I'm a little sore today, but no time to rest. Gotta put the x27 to work and get her split up before the weekend is over. Hoping to get about 1400 cord or so out of her.
Safety is top priority--unless of course it is inconvenient, or slows production. Herb was whining about the planks he was standing on starting to crack. I said, "Quit complaining, Nancy, or go home and knit yourself a sweater or something". He got the point, and went back to work. Good fella, that Herb, just gets a little soft every now and again.
hope you added a couple more leaf springs on the old pickup to drag it all home. Will take a couple trips for sure.
Hauled most of it home with the wheelbarrow. It was only a couple of miles from home. Herb kept whining every time we came to a hill. I told him, " Quit belly-achin', Sally, or I'll go down to the laundromat to find your replacement." He got the point.
Neither. I prefer diagonal. I split about 90% of my wood by hand. I've got hydraulics, I just don't use them much. I am saving them for when I get old and soft, like Herb. He asked me last time, "Why can't we just use the hydro's?" "Why don't you hop on your little pink scooter, Betsy, and ride down to the gas station and buy your firewood for $6 a bundle?" I said. He got the point.
That ought to keep you busy splittin.......for the next 15 years! Hey, let's get him going and tell Backwoods Savage we're gonna split all that stuff horizontal.....no milk crate required!
Nuttin' but Stihl's in my collection, Boomstick. Herb tried to get me to use a Husky once. I told him, "Why don't you put that knicknack back in your hope chest with all your other baubles and trinkets, Alice?" He got the point.
Thanks Frank and Beans ! After this week I needed the laugh. You prolly ought to buy Herb, or Nancy, or Sally, or all of em a cold one after that kinda work. Thank goodness it's soft maple and not elm, much easier splitting for ya!
You and Herb would get along well, Thor. He cries all the time, too. Just last week he started cryin' when a big ole' horsefly flew right in his puddin'. I says to him, "Man up and eat it, Precious. Maybe it'll put some hair on that little flat-as-a-phonebook chest of yours." He got the point.
