So I got the call to go to work and I'm leaving in a few days. Ive been doing honey do's and putting my cut'n gear and equipment and other stuff together when I can until I get caught and told to go back to honey do's by the Mrs. Besides my work equipment and clothing. It's mostly recreational gear for sport fishing and hunting as well. What else is there for a guy to do on his o e day off a week in a remote Alaskan logging camp?
Im a little short on wedges at the moment. I have Four good twelve's, but only two eights and ten's in ruff shape because I had to bail a neighbor out from a 24" snag that set back on him from way to deep of a sloppy face cut with a full face dutchman. Leaving little room to work wedge and just that much more dangerous. Between me having to stack and move wedges around going back and fourth across the back cut shifting stacks hear moving stacks there! Trying to beat burried singles out to marry with another single to stack for more lift! Then pulling a different stack to split up into singles again! So on and so on!!! Oh god what a nightmare!
On top of it! This is all taking forever, due to the fact that I've got to put my head up every single time I smack a wedge, because the Snag has loose sectional bark slab's up the trunk and a not so good stage of decomposition near the top!!! Oh it gets better!!! My 67 year old drunk neighbor that has absolutly no business and knows nothing about felling DEAD TIMBER let alone live timber!!! is just getting in my way and telling me how to do it!!! After he came to get me to bail him out again
(Just one more time of a few other mind you) in the first place!!! He's drunk, I'm sober, he's stumbling, I'm screaming at him,
he has no hard hat, I'm pour'n sweat
and cussing!!!
Finally I told him if he doesn't get his drunk ass out of my way a couple tree lengths. That I was going to cut him in half with my saw before he got us both killed!!! After mumbling under his breath and stumbling away in to the safe zone. I finally finessed the heavy leaning snag over without killing my self or my neighbor. Boy was I pissed!!!
All my buddies that know me and know my drunk neighbor Were laughing there butts off when I told them that story I'll tell ya! Even though it was not to long ago. I look back and laugh now myself, but I sure wasn't laughing then!
Long story short! I think I completely destroyed five wedges and cut into four others to the point that they will barley fit Into a kerf! All on that one snag that took over an hour to lift over and fall!
Ive got some more already on the way, but until they get here. I had to re tune some of the tens and eights I have.
See That Chipper?!?! Even my rasp throws ribbons! Small ribbons,
but ribbons none the less.
Man!!! Is that look'n good or what?!?! The wedge looks good too!
Cut safe, stay sharp, be aware!