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| This thing is about as loud as The Who in concert circa 1968 |
09/06/2006
The chipper finally
arrived today. I am not speaking of an overall state of mind that descended on
the hillside. Neither am I referring in Anglo-slang to a fish-and-chips van. I
am speaking of a beastly machine that can shred a human torso into bite-sized
pieces in under ten seconds. That’s right—heavy machinery. As if the backhoe
and bulldozer weren’t enough, in comes this monster. We fed it all day, and it
still wanted more. Quite the insatiable appetite.
When you clear a site
for building, you have a few options of what to do with the tree limbs and
brush. You can either leave it in big piles and let it slowly degrade over
fifteen years, pile it to be burned in a series of bonfires at a later
date, truck it out, or shred it to tiny
pieces which can be later used for things such as landscape mulch and barbecue
seasoning. Chipping is a cost-efficient
way to get rid of it without leaving huge piles all around your new house.
Four of us worked all
day and still did not get it all. The rest will be finished tomorrow, in time
for the shipment of our lumber. The hillside is really starting to shape up.
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| Ya want any vinegar wit those chips? |
7/19/12
Amazingly enough I am still using trees that I cut down six years ago for firewood. You gotta love oak. Energy independence rocks.
