I am beat!
Well I have this 30" x ?' Ash tree that was blown over in a storm several years ago on our property. It is just off a state road. I have been working on cutting it into 8' and 10' lengths. The challenge is it is on an embankment that has a nice 45' angle from the road to the bottom of the gully.
An acquaintance who is working my brother and my blue stone quarry volunteered to help by pulling up the now logs onto the road with something called a "skider" into 22" stove length. To me a skider is just a small very maneuverable fork-lift that is 4 x 4 and all of the wheels turn when you turn the steering wheel so you can make tight turns in the woods.
Well... we were able to pull up from the gully about 1/3 of the tree (In 8-10' lengths). We cut it up in 22" lengths and pushed/rolled the logs into the front bucket of my neighbors New Holland tractor. Then I hauled them back (About a mile) to the cabin - Dumped the load and headed back to the pull/cut zone to pick up another load. Each cut-up piece was 22" x 30" (L x W) and took two guys to roll them onto my neighbors bucket.
Tomorrow we are going to pick up the rest of the afore mentioned logs I cut. We are down to 14-18" diameters so we will load the logs onto a trailer and haul them back to the cabin to be cut and split at my leisure. It was figured that the 30" x 8-10' logs were going to be just too much for the trailer hence we cut them up on the state road and loaded them into the bucket of the New Holland.
By noon I was sucking down my friends super cold Miller Lite. He lectured me on the amount of work being done for "F%^&*k'en stove wood! Yeah...yeah...yeah. But man O' man it is aged Ash which will burn hot and long this winter.
As we were sucking down that Miller, a Conservation Officer came by and stopped. My skider buddy walked up to him and said, "Hey Officer XXX what the phuck you doing on our mountain? Hunting season hasn't started yet." The officers response was, "Are you keeping out of trouble YYY? Hunting season is about to start?" My buddy broke into a laugh and offered the officer a beer and a opportunity to help us. The officer just shook his head and smiled then said, "Make sure you get a license this year YYY. The poached deer I took from you last year tasted SWEET!" Then he drove away.
I am going to give my skider friend a "Grant" when we are done. He doesn't want any money but heck when we are all done he will have put in 3-4 hours plus fuel.
By the way...The state road doesn't look to bad where we dragged the logs onto the road to be cut.