I had just started cutting some Siberian elm logs yesterday with a nearly new, freshly sharpened chain. I was about 2/3 of the way through the log and sparks started to fly. By the time I realized what was going on the chain was toast.
I installed a new chain and finished cutting up the rest of the logs before I came back to the first one. I made a final cut about 5" away from the first cut. I wanted to be able to get that piece on the splitter without damaging another chain. I had my mental Fingers crossed the whole time.
The splitter revealed half of a brick embedded in the center of the log. When this tree was much younger someone must have placed the brick in a crotch of a much smaller tree. The tree grew up around the brick without even a hint on the outside that it was in the center.
All of this wood comes from the town green dump. I have found Nails, fence post, chain link fence, even tow chains in the wood I have scrounged there, but this is the first brick.
I figure that I can salvage the saw chain but I am going to lose over half of its usefulness just getting it sharp again.
I installed a new chain and finished cutting up the rest of the logs before I came back to the first one. I made a final cut about 5" away from the first cut. I wanted to be able to get that piece on the splitter without damaging another chain. I had my mental Fingers crossed the whole time.
The splitter revealed half of a brick embedded in the center of the log. When this tree was much younger someone must have placed the brick in a crotch of a much smaller tree. The tree grew up around the brick without even a hint on the outside that it was in the center.
All of this wood comes from the town green dump. I have found Nails, fence post, chain link fence, even tow chains in the wood I have scrounged there, but this is the first brick.
I figure that I can salvage the saw chain but I am going to lose over half of its usefulness just getting it sharp again.