I was out in the forest outside my house scrounging for some seasoned firewood. I came a cross a dead tree on the ground. I don't know what kind it was, but it was dense and hard. i revved up my chain saw, cut it up and dragged it home.
So there I was, as always, splitting wood with my Fiskar's Pro Splitter (you got to get one of these). I split a few logs and my axe got lodged in a round. I reach with my left hand to brace the wood while I pulled out my axe. As I pulled out the axe the partially split wood closed and pinched about an inch of skin on my palm. I tried to pull my hand out, but couldn't. The log clamped shut. I tried to rip my hand from the log - and couldn't. As strange as that seems, it's true. Believe me, I wanted out of that log, but it grabbed my skin so tight i couldn't rip my hand out. The log compressed back to it's tight state with my skin inside.
I'm in pain and my hand began throbbing. I take the axe with my right hand and try to hit it where it was split to re-open the log. That didn't work and I nearly took off my thumb. Hmm. not a good idea.
I'm home alone, no one around for miles. . . and I got a log hanging from my hand that won't let go. I thought of the guy that got his hand stuck under a boulder and was there for days before he cut his own hand off to escape, but of course my situation was not that dire.
I went inside and got my small axe and one handedly nudged it into the split of the log. Then, I took my hammer and banged it in another inch or so. Free. Free. I'm free at last.
I went back outside and finished splitting, then took some in the house with me. Boy, does that pink wood burn good.
So there I was, as always, splitting wood with my Fiskar's Pro Splitter (you got to get one of these). I split a few logs and my axe got lodged in a round. I reach with my left hand to brace the wood while I pulled out my axe. As I pulled out the axe the partially split wood closed and pinched about an inch of skin on my palm. I tried to pull my hand out, but couldn't. The log clamped shut. I tried to rip my hand from the log - and couldn't. As strange as that seems, it's true. Believe me, I wanted out of that log, but it grabbed my skin so tight i couldn't rip my hand out. The log compressed back to it's tight state with my skin inside.
I'm in pain and my hand began throbbing. I take the axe with my right hand and try to hit it where it was split to re-open the log. That didn't work and I nearly took off my thumb. Hmm. not a good idea.
I'm home alone, no one around for miles. . . and I got a log hanging from my hand that won't let go. I thought of the guy that got his hand stuck under a boulder and was there for days before he cut his own hand off to escape, but of course my situation was not that dire.
I went inside and got my small axe and one handedly nudged it into the split of the log. Then, I took my hammer and banged it in another inch or so. Free. Free. I'm free at last.
I went back outside and finished splitting, then took some in the house with me. Boy, does that pink wood burn good.