Toby Rheaume called at 7:30 to say he was on his way over to pick up the hemlock saw logs… just about the time I realized that the heaviest log (that would have to be loaded first into his dump trailer) was buried on the bottom of the stack. Got the stack resorted just as he arrived. Loading the logs was not without its moments… the Kubota was being asked to operate at the very limits of its (and its operator’s) capabilities. After Toby headed out, Chree and I set to work clearing out one side of the woodshed to create space for ricking the hemlock for drying. Then we cleaned up the limbs from the red oak and spruce felled yesterday and bucked the trunks into 8-foot lengths. The unsold Ranger is proving to be a blessing in disguise… taking abuse that otherwise would cause rapid depreciation in the Tacoma’s value. The burn pile is, once again, huge… with more brush to be added before ignition and lift-off. That done, we sorted through the dead ¾″ plywood previously used for cement forms until we found enough “okay” pieces that could be sawed into ricks for the hemlock. Rick sawing accomplished, was doing a few small chores right after lunch when Toby returned with 700+ board feet of freshly sawn hemlock. Had him dump his load beside the
