I’m a Lumberjack … The Story Continues

(Note: This is the fourth instalment in a series. The first post started with a hurricane that hit near the cottage and caused a tree from the spare lot beside my cottage to fall across the road, a second post showing some of the wood from said fallen tree, as well as some branches from a birch tree previously and intentionally trimmed by a professional lumberjack being cut up and piled in the wood shed, and a third post talking about cutting up one of two full birch trees felled by the lumberjack.)

This past weekend I was up at the cottage yet again, and putting aside the completely expected clouded over skies, we had remarkably warm and generally very pleasant weather at the cottage, rather uncharacteristic for the month of November in those parts. But … this gave me what I completely expect will be my last opportunity this year to use my chainsaws at the cottage this year; in fact, I will be bringing both of my chainsaws back to the city to store them in the city for the winter.

However, I did manage to cut up the trunk of the second birch tree that was felled last year by a real lumberjack:

Second felled birch tree to cut up

I proceeded to start cutting up the tree trunk into four-log lengths, scoring cut marks and cutting through completely every fourth cut (in this case on the left):

Tree trunk with cut marks for each log, and full cut through on the left

Soon, I decided to cut the lengths into two-log lengths, to make it easier to move the logs to the wood pile, especially the lowest part of the trunk which is the thickest and heaviest:

Length of four logs cut into lengths of two logs

Here’s another length cut into lengths of two logs instead of four:

Length of four logs cut into two lengths of two logs

Here’s a closeup of one of the complete cuts:

Close-up view of cut through the log

Here’s a view on a complete cut in which you can obviously see that the log has been cut through:

View of two log lengths separated after cut through

Then I moved the first two-log length of the tree trunk to the pile of wood at the wood pile, waiting to be cut up next summer:

Two-log length brought to wood pile

Here’s the space left open after moving the first double-log length of wood:

Space left open after moving the first length of two logs

Here’s where the tree trunk had been after all the sections of wood had been moved to the woodpile:

Area after all the tree trunk sections had been cut up and moved to the wood pile

Here’s the back of the woodpile with all the logs to be cut up next summer and chopped up:

Wood pile behind the wood shed, with a lot of logs to cut up and split next summer

In the meantime, I left the crowns of the two trees where they lay, including the thick branches, in which I absolutely am interested in keeping:

Tree crowns left in place for next season

Here’s the front of my woodpile, after having filled up the wood box in the cottage before leaving this past weekend:

Wood shed front and second rows, after filling the wood box in the cottage at the end of the weekend

Here’s a closeup view of the woodpile after filling up my woodbox before leaving the cottage this past weekend:

Closeup of wood shed front and second rows, after filling the wood box in the cottage at the end of the weekend

Of course now to get closer to why I play lumberjack — besides the pleasure I derive from the activity in its own right — a view of the wood box inside the cottage, filled just before leaving this past weekend:

Filled wood box in the cottage

And here’s the real money shot: The high-efficiency, slow-burning, wood stove in the cottage burning wood I cut during one or more previous seasons:

Fireplace burning wood I’d cut in previous seasons

At the end of the weekend, I set up the fireplace for next time:

Wood stove filled for next time

Despite the mild weather this weekend, heating season is on!