In February when I got my big willows cut back, I told the arborists that I would keep the big pieces of wood to use for firewood. After they had finished and I saw the big pile of wood they had saved, I was gratified, thinking of all the work I had saved myself, by having the crew buck-up the wood for me, so all that I would have to do was to split and stack it.
A few weeks ago, when I began to split some of the pieces, I had realized that the big pile of wood I had, was not the boon I had imagined. A good many of the pieces are sections of the trunks where the tree had forked, and those sections are next to impossible to split, even with a hydraulic electric spitter. It was unable to force its blade through the tough pieces of wood. Most of those pieces are also very heavy to lift. (Photo below)
Another problem I discovered was that many of the pieces of straight, splittable wood, are so big and heavy, that they would not fit on the splitter, so before I can use the splitter on them, I have to split the chunks by hand using a splitting maul and wedge. This is a whole lot more work than I bargained for.
I now realized that I will get a lot less useable firewood out of the pile than I thought. I will end up having to lug all of those pieces I can’t split, to the dump. It will take several trips with my truck to do that.
All in all, the job I set out for myself turned out to be a lot bigger, more difficult, and take a lot longer than I had expected.
Such is life.
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