Countering the nattering nabobs of negativism and the hopeless, hysterical hypochondriacs of history.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Had to ask Henry for a hand!
Today's mission:
Cut down the bottom of the tree whose top snapped in Irene.
(click pics for larger size)
20" bar...think I'll need to break out my 25" :D
Final measurement was 28" diameter where you see the saw -- which is actually 6' above the ground from where the roots are.
Cut off the small leader (if you could call it that), maybe 6"?
But we have a problem -- it was so rotted, it didn't follow the notch as the wood just gave way as I made the back cut.
Pondered my options of how to ensure I didn't get crushed, and while the idea of buying a bull rope crossed my mind, so did "Gotta know when to hold them, know when to fold, know when to walk away, know when to run..."
So this stubborn Finn went up the hill, "Hey Henry..."
One John Deere 410 to the rescue.
Ended up being pretty solid. Backhoe alone couldn't do the deal, so Henry made some cuts (after we evaluated some more, I later got to play too and expanded them.)
Wedging before we expanded the cuts to see what the tree was doing.
And we have the money shot!
Didn't I just get finished cleaning up the lawn here?
I clambered down below and we chained up and lifted the log up to the lawn.
Then up to the woodlot. Had four trees to service -- two were snags I created dropping trees, two were broken tops courtesy of Irene.
Where we were working before..way down there dead center:
And the other pair. Coincidentally both broken tops were immediately adjacent to snags from 2009. Between my skills getting a bit more polished and the woodlot starting to open up, I had no snags last year :)
Fini!
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