Got ‘er done!

Nothing like a nice split wood pile! Nice job. I spent a lot of last summer cutting, haulin' splittin' & stackin'. Dang near burned it all over the past 4 months! Another couple of months and it'll start all over again....

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Looks like a lot of work, but very nice.

Years ago, in 1987, my first wife and I moved to eastern Oregon, out in the middle of nowhere, to a town called Troy. The inn we ran had a wood-burning fireplace, and one of the local loggers brought a bunch of rounds to use as firewood. He bet me I wouldn't have them split in a week (there was about two cords worth), as since we moved there from the coast he thought he was dealing with a city boy. I bet him a half-gallon of whiskey that I would. He took the bet. The next day when he got off work, there was all his wood split and stacked. He asked me what I drank, and the next time I saw him he brought me a half-gallon of Jim Beam.

Of course, I was 28, and I don't think I could do that now. Now I'd hire some kid to do it!
 
Heated our farmhouse with a wood stove for 30 years. Between 8 to 12 cords a year. I bought it, and paid for it by painting apartments. I can paint all day long and make enough to buy twice what I could produce in the same amount of time!

There is nothing like having the woodshed stacked full (18 cords), when the wind is blowing, and the snow is a foot deed, is no time to be trying to split wood!

My kids were allowed to play with fire, WITHIN THE RULES! Fire stays in the stove or in the fire ring. They learned how to start a fire, rekindle a fire, stoke a fire. You can't learn that with a gas furnace!

Ivan
 
Ha! Playing with fire! My buddy Gordy and I survived gasoline 101, with just singed eyebrows. Maybe we were 8. The good old days.
 
More power to you lol
The last time I tackled a pile of logs (with a maul) it really hit me how old and beat up I’d become [emoji23]
(57!)
 
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Heading with wood began in 1960 when we bought a place in the country. II bought a new McCollough chain saw & worked the poor thing to death sawing dead Oak. Moved 7 years later to the Sierra foothills & tried the first winter trying to heat the house with a fireplace like before. Not good. Now at advanced age I have Stiel & a gas powered wood splitter that my kids use & like. They keep my porch full.
 
Tobe clear, I do not use fire wood to heat my home or any other space. I know we all have different uses and needs for fire wood but my needs are strictly for recreational fires. (They provide more opportunities to drink beer.)

I actually burn a lot more wood in my fire pit in the summer time as a lot of days are just too cold to be out even if you have a fire. If I had to hazard a guess I'd estimate that I average 2 to 3 fires a month in winter and 2 to 3 a week in summer. And as an indirect consequence, I drink more beer in the summer... by the same measure.

All us old fogies do much better cutting, hauling and stacking fire wood in the cooler weather so it all works out like it is supposed to. I'm the oldest at 77 and the youngest is 70. You rarely heard a chainsaw between March and December up here unless a dead tree falls or needs to be taken down.
 
Good job

I remember those good old says. I moved on to a thermostat hooked up to an electric furnace. I'd probably freeze using split wood today.
 
When we moved from the west side of Oregon to the east side, we didn't know what we were getting into, weather wise. The first year we were there was a bitterly cold winter. Dad got the first heating bill and we went out to get wood. I vividly remember cutting wood in -5 degree weather. That first year we burnt mostly pine as it could be found standing dead and dry. The splitting was easy. After that it was juniper as it was more plentiful, just needed to dry. Juniper is a gnarly, twisted wood and splitting it is not easy. It's especially not easy if you're 12 and the only tools you have are a maul, an axe and some wedges. But if you wanted to stay warm, you split wood. In the 3 years we lived there, I must have split 3 cords a year by myself. My brothers did about the same. When we moved we had about 10 cords left. My dad had us pack it all over to the neighbor's house. They were an elderly couple. My brothers and me were complaining about the extra work. After we were gone, my dad told us he sold the wood to the neighbor and gave us some of the money. I got $50 which made me feel rich. Later learned that he had given the wood to the neighbors and the money was his. This taught me many things.
1. Hard work won't kill you.
2. You want to be warm and comfortable, you're gonna have to put in some effort.
3. $50 isn't much of a payday, but 3 years of not freezing to death is adequate recompense.
4. Even a skinny 12 year old can do alot if he just keeps at it.
5. My dad's a pretty good guy.
 
This taught me many things.
1. Hard work won't kill you.
2. You want to be warm and comfortable, you're gonna have to put in some effort.
3. $50 isn't much of a payday, but 3 years of not freezing to death is adequate recompense.
4. Even a skinny 12 year old can do alot if he just keeps at it.
5. My dad's a pretty good guy.

Very good lessons, especially for a 12 year old to pick up on!

Ivan
 

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