I had a pretty productive day on Saturday. I finished cutting roughly a cord of Hickory. I left it in a pile, and used my big saw to noodle an 8' section of a white oak trunk that I had left behind on my previous trip (about 1/4 cord). I was able to get the truck backed up close enough to a nice white oak top that was laying across a ravine. I took the saw around to the other side, and limbed off anything smaller than 3~4". I normally go a little smaller, but being on the side of the ravine, I just cut it where it was easiest to get to. I went back around and cut off the bottom 8' of the top, leaving me with 3 limbs that were 18"+ to drag out. I probably should have done the 8' section first, but I knew I was going to be tight on time (wife expected me home at 1:30, and it was already 10:30), so I hooked the chain to one end and pulled it up to where I could get it out of the way. I proceeded to pull the other three limbs out one at a time and buck them up into 24" lenghts. This wood is for 3 years from now, so I didn't bother splitting any of it. Those big rounds were a handfull to load, but they were alwasy right there at the tailgate, so that made it easier. I had almost a full cord on when I was done, and it was only 1:00. That was some kind of new record for me. I would have done a little better, but I managed to get the bar in the dirt at one point, and had to stop and spend an extra 15 min sharpening the chain. I loaded the tools back into the truck, and started working my way out of the woods. Once I got back out to the field, I took it out of 4 low and put it back in 2wd. I figured since the ground was frozen, and I had over 4K on the back, I should be fine.
Well, my OCD got the better of me. I knew there were a couple of nice white oak tops laying on the edge of the woods on the south edge of the field about 200 yds away, so I drove down there to finish off my load. After all, it was only 1:15, and I'm only 10 min from the house, and this will be the first time ever that I'm not an hour late getting home from cutting wood. I cut another 8 or 9 pcs, about 8~12" in diameter, and figured that would finish the load off nicely. Rather than carry the wood 20 yards across the snow covered grass, I figured I would just back right up to it. Here's where the day went from really good, to a lot worse. Right about the time I went to step on the brake, the truck stoped on it's own. I looked out the window to see my rear tire burried, axle on the ground. I had found a hole that wasn't frozen. Thankfully, it was just the one tire. I called the wife, and told her the news. I spent the next 20 min chucking my load out on the ground. I dug out around the tire a littel bit. Again, thankfully, once I put it back in 4wd, I was able to drive out of it without much problem. Spent the next hour stacking that full cord of wood back into the truck. I didn't take it back out of 4wd until I got to the highway. I pulled into the back yard at 3:20, tired as a whipped pup. The wife wasn't real happy, but since I called she was a lot more forgiving that I though she would be... Those were the worst 8~9 pcs fo firewood that I've ever cut in my life!!!
From now on I'm leaving the truck in 4wd until I get to the highway!
Well, my OCD got the better of me. I knew there were a couple of nice white oak tops laying on the edge of the woods on the south edge of the field about 200 yds away, so I drove down there to finish off my load. After all, it was only 1:15, and I'm only 10 min from the house, and this will be the first time ever that I'm not an hour late getting home from cutting wood. I cut another 8 or 9 pcs, about 8~12" in diameter, and figured that would finish the load off nicely. Rather than carry the wood 20 yards across the snow covered grass, I figured I would just back right up to it. Here's where the day went from really good, to a lot worse. Right about the time I went to step on the brake, the truck stoped on it's own. I looked out the window to see my rear tire burried, axle on the ground. I had found a hole that wasn't frozen. Thankfully, it was just the one tire. I called the wife, and told her the news. I spent the next 20 min chucking my load out on the ground. I dug out around the tire a littel bit. Again, thankfully, once I put it back in 4wd, I was able to drive out of it without much problem. Spent the next hour stacking that full cord of wood back into the truck. I didn't take it back out of 4wd until I got to the highway. I pulled into the back yard at 3:20, tired as a whipped pup. The wife wasn't real happy, but since I called she was a lot more forgiving that I though she would be... Those were the worst 8~9 pcs fo firewood that I've ever cut in my life!!!
From now on I'm leaving the truck in 4wd until I get to the highway!