Here's Randy (aka Paul Bunyan) sizing up his opponent. The pine was BIG and twisted at the top. The wind was from the south, so Randy was "pretty sure" it would drop in the ditch to the north...
Randy had me park the car to the north and stand on the edge of busy Highway 30 -- prepared to stop traffic in case the tree dropped in the highway.
And we want to be nice to the neighbor, cuz who know when we might need those porta-potties.
Okay, then, relatively sure that the tree would miss the porta-potties, Randy began his notch-cut.
(still not sure that it wouldn't fall in the highway)
It takes a big chainsaw to cut through a tree this size, and Randy had the right saw for the job.
But even with the biggest saw he had, Randy had to cut each side individually to cut clear through the tree.
So Randy told me to get ready to clear the highway, and he made an emergency call to his good buddy, Randy Barry, who had an even better tool for the job...
Randy & Randy conferred about the project, while I stood in the highway...
Yep! Even with the payloader giving it a little push, Randy needed to add a cut from the back side. This looked a little dangerous, but he couldn't hear me caution him with the ear protectors on.
CRASH!!! The debris scattered as the tree crashed to the ground -- exactly where it was supposed to! My work clearing the highway was over! Phew! That was a close one!
The two Randy's took some time to congratulate themselves on a job well done.
Randy Barry counted the rings on this historic tree. As best he could count, the tree was over 85 years old. He could see where the rings were close together during the depression....
The black areas are the disease that killed the tree.
That's where I came in.... Now, I could have cut the wood and put it in a burn pile, but I had a more creative plan...
In a few short hours, I had a fun fort for the grand kids!
(and if you believe this ending, I have a fabulous barn I'd like you to invest in :-)