Went out to gather more wood for a friend last night. A friendly competition ensued between the two guys …. “Dad, I’m doing this one, don’t axe it!” Bushboy with wedge and maul, Mr. Kate with ax. Both tenacious and strong! Bushboy won out for sheer perseverance (as he kept pounding the wedge as it disappeared into the wood) but Mr. Kate took held his own, whacking giant rounds in half with the ax. My friend and I were content to stack and collect!
Collecting firewood is a part of the life we have chosen, and is certainly part of this area’s lifestyle as well. Sort of like picking blackberries, and beach combing. If you camp a lot, you need your own firewood!