Just a 'heads up' to be careful out there - Yesterday I heard a call on the scanner, 61 yr. old male, hand caught in log splitter. Bet that wasn't pretty.
Yup, I few weeks ago my FIL best friend lost part of a finger using his splitter. They were able to reattach it, after a 30 mile drive, but don't think it will stay. Right now he has a pill bottle with some holes drilled in it, and duct tape holding it together
Working wood is fun, but we have to be careful.
ok is it just me or that sound a bit primitive?
Let me clarify, he did go to a hospital 30 miles away, had it sewn or stitched back on, wrapped, etc. But when he got home he kept 'bumping' it, so he decided to 'protect' it by sliding it into something hard. He found a pill bottle that fit, drill some holes in it to breathe, then used some duct tape at the base to keep to bottle from falling off.
"Out, Out - "
by: Robert Frost
The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five mountain ranges one behing the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened: day was all but done.
Call it a day, I wish they might have said
To please the boy by giving him the half hour
That a boy counts so much when saved from work.
His sister stood beside him in her apron
To tell them "Supper." At the word, the saw,
As if it meant to prove saws know what supper meant,
Leaped out at the boy's hand, or seemed to leap -
He must have given the hand. However it was,
Neither refused the meeting. But the hand!
Half in appeal, but half as if to keep
The life from spilling. Then the boy saw all -
Since he was old enough to know, big boy
Doing a man's work, though a child at heart -
He saw all was spoiled. "Don't let him cut my hand off -
The doctor, when he comes. Don't let him, sister!"
So. The hand was gone already.
The doctor put him in the dark of ether.
He lay and puffed his lips out with his breath.
And then - the watcher at his pulse took a fright.
No one believed. They listened to his heart.
Little - less - nothing! - and that ended it.
No more to build on there. And they, since they
Were not the one dead, turned to their affairs.
I had to read this in school, before I operated anykind of equipment and it's always stayed with me:
That is the most horrible and gorgeous thing at the same time I think I've ever read. Amazing how much emotion, visual clarity, reflection, and disguised violence packed into 293 words and 32 lines of text. thanks.
Yup, I few weeks ago my FIL best friend lost part of a finger using his splitter. They were able to reattach it, after a 30 mile drive, but don't think it will stay. Right now he has a pill bottle with some holes drilled in it, and duct tape holding it together
Working wood is fun, but we have to be careful.
Let me clarify, he did go to a hospital 30 miles away, had it sewn or stitched back on, wrapped, etc. But when he got home he kept 'bumping' it, so he decided to 'protect' it by sliding it into something hard. He found a pill bottle that fit, drill some holes in it to breathe, then used some duct tape at the base to keep to bottle from falling off.
I'm not sure speed is an issue with a log splitter and safety. If you aren't paying attention the slowest splitter in the world will hurt ya. Even at 6sec cycle time I have all the time in the world to get my hand /fingers out of the way before pulling the lever. Its about watching what you are doing.
Even at 6sec cycle time I have all the time in the world to get my hand /fingers out of the way before pulling the lever.
It wasn't a splitter but a lawnmower blade that I was installing. The wrench slipped off the nut and my hand hit the blade. Back in the day before I was paranoid and wrapped the blade with pads of foam.
I was cut to the bone on index finger and nicked the index finger tendon A few years later I had a chisel accident on index finger of other hand. Now I have matching scars
Now I use chainsaws and splitters,scary huh
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