On Father's Day, we decided to take the burned out tree down. I started cutting through on the right side, to slice to the existing holes, thinking that would be enough. It wasn't. Then Anthonie drove a wedge in the slot there, but that just got the wedge stuck. I went in and cut on the left side until I got to the real meaty part of the tree. The entire time, if we'd hear a crack or a pop, we would back out quickly, not unlike scared little girls. That old tree hung on pretty well, though. Tom suggested we cut a slice on the front of the tree, opposite of the burnt out side. I worked on that for a bit, but didn't really like the idea because I thought the saw would get stuck when the tree buckled. So Tom cut the slice. He cut in until we heard one real loud crack, then we bounced right back out.
Anthonie and I went in to check it out, and saw that the cut on the back was spread out pretty well. I didn't think it would take much to topple the tree now, so I held the splitting maul in the crack and Anthonie beat on it with the sledge:
We won!
For the last couple of weekends I've been going out to work on the tree. I don't know what Dad is gonna do with all that firewood, since Mom won't let him keep the wood-burning stove in the house any longer.
When I look at this post on Firefox, I can't see either of the two videos that come before the final picture of the tree. Post a comment if you can or can't see them. This is my first video post, so it might not be perfect.
