- Jun 27, 2006
- 82
I recently got a hot tip from a friend at work about a great source of free firewood.
All walnut, all you can haul. (the sound you hear is my jaw hitting the floor)
He said it was a mill that uses walnut exclusively to make boards.
The parts of the tree that they can't make into good lumber (knots, V's etc.) gets thrown out and you can take it. FREE.
I burn rubber out of the parking lot.
I stop in at the front office to ask the secretary where the "firewood" is, and she points down a long dirt road lined with stacks of lumber and uncut logs.
"Don't take the good stuff!" she warns "at the end of that road is the 'junk' pile... you can have that."
Fishtailing down the road 'Dukes of Hazzard' style, I arrive at what is simply the largest pile of wood I have ever seen.
There was literally tons of solid walnut there. It was also the only pile that wasn't neatly stacked and tagged... so it was obviously wasn't destined for the mill.
The clouds parted and angels sang! This was it! The proverbial jackpot! The gold at the end of the rainbow! Enough wood to last a lifetime! All solid walnut! All free!
...wait... I don't want this because...
This massive pile was made up entirely of huge ... STUMPS!
Each stump was at least 6 feet across and just as long, all frozen together under a foot of snow and ice.
There was no way I could move even the smallest of these --even if they weren't frozen together!
And trying to 'chip' off usable pieces with my puny chainsaw ... forget it.
I laughed and left empty-handed.
The next day my tipster got a dope-slap on the back of the head.
All walnut, all you can haul. (the sound you hear is my jaw hitting the floor)
He said it was a mill that uses walnut exclusively to make boards.
The parts of the tree that they can't make into good lumber (knots, V's etc.) gets thrown out and you can take it. FREE.
I burn rubber out of the parking lot.
I stop in at the front office to ask the secretary where the "firewood" is, and she points down a long dirt road lined with stacks of lumber and uncut logs.
"Don't take the good stuff!" she warns "at the end of that road is the 'junk' pile... you can have that."
Fishtailing down the road 'Dukes of Hazzard' style, I arrive at what is simply the largest pile of wood I have ever seen.
There was literally tons of solid walnut there. It was also the only pile that wasn't neatly stacked and tagged... so it was obviously wasn't destined for the mill.
The clouds parted and angels sang! This was it! The proverbial jackpot! The gold at the end of the rainbow! Enough wood to last a lifetime! All solid walnut! All free!
...wait... I don't want this because...
This massive pile was made up entirely of huge ... STUMPS!
Each stump was at least 6 feet across and just as long, all frozen together under a foot of snow and ice.
There was no way I could move even the smallest of these --even if they weren't frozen together!
And trying to 'chip' off usable pieces with my puny chainsaw ... forget it.
I laughed and left empty-handed.
The next day my tipster got a dope-slap on the back of the head.