Wood-Chip mountain Score !!!

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So I woke up early today, like usual, before Dawn.  Trying to get back to sleep, I hear loud noise to the West, across the Road and County Line.

It was a tree-service company chipping stuff up.  So I went up and said "If you need a place to dump Chips you can put them over in my Farm, here's a good spot right off the paved Road." 

The Dude was all liek, "Sure, why not."

I am sooooo stoked. The Mud around here always needs new Chips.  These are not premium roadfill -- Willow, Cedar, a bit of Cherry.  Good enough to fill muddy trails. Dude's chipper makes nice small chips.

Film at eleven ?

I learned a costly lesson about this - when selling my previous house back in the 1990's, I needed mulch around the various bushes/planting beds to give the house "curb appeal".  The Town maintenance guys happened to be clearing a wooded lot across the street to expand the nearby elementary school's athletic fields, & they gave me all the chippings for free.  Unfortunately, they came with unexpected Guests:  When the buyer's house inspector found evidence of Termites, I was stuck w/a $400 extermination bill to close the sale.  So, keep those chips well away from your house . . .

Thanks Mr. Sideshow;

Good advice.  These Chips are Willow & Cedar mainly.  No apparent Bug pests.

I spread chips on the sloping hillside near the Shack and on the foot-trails nearby.

Helps to absorb the Mud.

It's really a Godsend for my situation.

But the mo-fo wheelbarrow has a flat tire .  It is always something sad

Get one of those solid wheelbarrow wheels, it will never go flat. 

So yeah, 

I spent the afternoon loading buckets, bins & barrels w/ the chips. Spread them around the path around the shack, maybe fourteen 5-gallon buckets, two 20-gallon bins and a couple 30-gallon drums. Better than the wheelbarrow. There is still a whole bunch left.

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It's so easy when everything just falls right into place.  The noise disturbed my early AM drowse time, so I walked over there and said "Wanna dump those chips, Buddy ?"

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They are Willow & Cedar,  a bit of Cherry.

So It's a lot less hassle to use buckets & bins to transfer the shite, compared to scraping it all out of a pickup bed.

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I can just sprinkle it all around the muddy trails, and not have to sweep out the dust from the bedliner.

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More time to take Dawg for a Bike Ride, or Zone.

In the last photo at 7:16 PM, you can get the gist of the humongous Chip-Pile.

The buckets & bins, I spread two batches like that around the shack and near the New outdoor Hydrant.

I like having that traction instead of Red Mud.  Nobody pays me for all that work;  it is my contribution toward Mother Earth.

Will that stuff feed Zeke's smoker?

Bluest,

They are nice Chips, but suitable only for mud-fill.

Willow, Cedar and a bit o' Cherry, no bueno for Food-Grade.

Zeke deserves better stuff.  But a free mountain of mud-repellent is a lovely thing.

Wood Chipper story:  Back when I 1st started working @ the CT DOT in the mid 1980's, there was a huge sensational murder trial going on where a husband disposed of his wife's body using a wood chipper:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Helle_Crafts

So the old timers in the crew next to me, who were both from rural Eastern CT (where I live now), were having a conversation, one says to the other "I need to rent a wood chipper this weekend" - so the other replies, very deadpan:  "you have an argument with your wife recently?"

 

Mr. SSB --

I did not just start scrounging Wood Chips last week. I always check for Wife Parts and Termites.

Ideally,  I would only go for Free Oak & Locust chips. They will last 3-4 years on the woods roads.

But I'm so mudded-out now that the Willow-Cedar mix is sufficient.  It's enough to stabilize the Mud so I can get 3/4 minus gravel on there. That stuff costs time and money.  I really do love a couple inches of Chips just around the house and where the Dawg hangs out.

If I had 20 piles like the one I got today,  they would all go for traction on the Woods roads.

As much as I love the gravel for erosion control and woods-road improvement, it's heavy stuff to mess with. A five gallon bucket of 3/4- is well, heavy. Five gallons of chips is light as a feather. Of course the chips eventually decay and become soil, whereas the gravel hides in the Mud and journeys to China, or the inferno at the center of the Earth.

The concrete factory gives me an excellent price for gravel, but every pickup load becomes a half-day project, shovel by shovel, spreading it around.