While I've been clearing our land I've generated a ton of firewood. I have hauled 75% of it myself. Going to be selling off the good stuff shortly, but I have a ton of poplar and basswood to get rid of. Neighbor mom tells me her kid (HS senior next year) wants a lot of wood for bonfires for he
and his friends. OK, let's rock. I get 4 of them and one half ton short bed to go along with my 8' long bed 3/4ton. OK, we'll make a couple runs. Boys, I outworked the 4 of these yahoos, and I'M SLOW. It felt like I was working with recalcitrant zombies. "NO brains here, just lift basswood" If I wanted to hurt them, I would have pointed to the oak... Wow that was a sad display. Is this the generational "Kids these days don't know how good they've got it?" or what?
BTW, anyone is the East Twin Cities (Mpls/St Paul) metro wants some firewood, contact me. No I ain't giving it away, but I am reasonable.