Because I finished work on that log not one hour before I got your letter today telling me how much you enjoyed reading about my trials and tribulations with it.
Yessir, it is done. Last week I snaked a couple rounds out of the gully where they had rolled, then horsed that one big chunk with the branch spur around so I could cut that spur off which made it a little easier to cut 8 inches off the round so it would fit in the splitter.
Today, with blood in my eye, I hauled the splitter down there to finish it up. That log fucks with me every time I drive past it and I was getting tired of its attitude. I was going to own that bitch today, bro. It was going down.
I put the splitter right next to the log and strained that big round over to it, flipped it on end and worked it onto the floor plate and hit the ram. Only problem was, that round was bulged in the middle just enough to where the ram couldn’t get a good bite. Hell, as it was it was only gonna hit 4 inches out of thirty.
I finally got it started and the ram couldn’t get far enough in to split it cleanly. It would crack it about 8 inches in and that was it because that shit was so knotted and the grain was so twisted. I ended up rotating that fucker all the way around before it started coming apart. Lather rinse repeat.
After I got the big one done, the others went pretty smooth. But check it out: those damned things were big enough that I got an entire truckload out of 3 rounds. You can see how twisted that shit is in the second picture.
Here’s what it looked like the day it came down. The county was nice enough to push the trunk over onto my property, unfortunately they just shoved it in with of the rest of the tree. It was a jumbled up mess.
Here’s what it looks like now:
You can see the stump of it across the road in the upper right corner.
But yeah, it’s done – and in only nine months! Woo-hoo!