Out of Plumb

Home alone this weekend and I should be in bed because I’m sick, but I am doing this instead. Blogging has got to be better that some of the, ahem, other uses of the Internet right? Today I retrieved some wood from near the campsite we were at last week. It had been cleared for the power lines and we just sitting there on Forest Service land. Got my little wood permit for 2 cords but I might have exceeded that by a weensy bit. I am not sure how much is on there but its substantial. Pulling it up the embankment back onto the freeway was a trick. Did I mention the possible illegality of this adventure? By the time I got the first trailer axle on the road smoke was pouring from the tires and exhaust. I pulled boost in 1st gear. I have only managed to do that one other time, moving another load of logs in Snohomish Washington. I underestimated what I was loading; you see I figured it was MUCH dryer than it was. Its not, it splashed me when I tried to split some. So much for burning it this year. Anyway this is house related. You see behind the two-side planks lie 8, 9 foot logs destined to become studs for the house. With studs running me $5 or more each and the logs making 40-50 studs it wasn’t bad for 4 hours work. Plus an hour’s travel time each way. All that is left to do now is cut them up. It means that I literally have to ask if I can borrow the sawmill. God I’m a hick.