This stuff is pretty heavy. And with the snow, grabbing a large chunk before it gets buried for who knows how long was on the list.
On the way in this morning, well I cut two 30" lengths of the branch top on the other side. Only about 3-6" in diameter maybe. A lot faster to cut than that monster I hauled home last night. Of course I'm an idiot. What did I do? I hooked the trailer up knowing I would have to ride 6-7 miles into a headwind that was reporting steady at 25 mph and gusting to 40 mph. Into the snow, and over snow on the bike path.
It is snowing horizontally right now. Very much like that last Nor'Easter except this time not nearly as much accumulation. Temps are hovering right above freezing which bodes well for the roads. The bike path in spots was pretty clear. The fucking Seagulls were still dining on the Raw bar this morning. Fucking birds. Oh well.
They will move on to less challenging food soon enough I hope. Dealing with the shells is still far preferred over dealing with the damn cars when the bike path was closed last year.
Should have a tail wind on the way home. We'll see if this snow brings down any more branches or trees. If it does? I HAVE MY SAW. Love this thing. Going to wear out the blade if I keep cutting Locust though.
I may not have a Great Blue Ox, but I have a blue trailer. and the bike is a Blue.
sort of works with the Paul Bunyan theme...
no?
Of course the extra load has my f'n under fueled. And at the end of last week I made a surprising discovery, I did have a stash of extra food. Or course I ate it. And the stuff I brought in to replace it? Ate that the day I brought it in.
Maybe I should just take to chewing on the logs I gather. Maybe I can find some Sassafras... that's good eating.
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