re: #234 nines09

Yes I remember those times. Spotted owl. I used to enjoy chaining and splitting. Greatest workout of my life. Made me the strongest I ever was. There was a proper way to do it, and if you did it right, you never pulled anything. I had two splitting mauls a sledge and a wedge. Dutch Elm got wiped out in Pennsylvania around that time and I happened across some from the local State School grounds. The grain went like a corkscrew. Insane to try and split. Mechanical woodsplitters caused one of my co workers to only be able to count to 8 and 1/2 with his hands. Where at in Pa?

Sharon. Mr. w and I started our cross-country bike trip there. (Log splitting was at his sister’s house.) We rode half an hour and got to Ohio.