On a semi-annual basis, municipal crews trim tree limbs around the power lines in my neighborhood. They also cut down entire trees, apparently by request. They started cutting a couple days ago, and I've been stalking them.
So if a bucket truck is paired with a chipper truck, forget it--I'm not getting any of that wood. But apparently there are more bucket trucks in the fleet than chippers. So what they'll do is trim a tree, or even down one, and leave all the wood until a separate crew comes around to pick it up and take it to the dump.
So my first day stalking, my first potential scrounge (a few good logs of beech) is thwarted by one of those dump-truck-with-a-crane vehicles arriving just minutes after I get there. So I keep driving around and looking. By the end of the day I've managed to score about eight six-foot lengths of pecan from two different trees, ahead of the collection crews. I could have gotten more, but thought, "Screw it, I'll come back tomorrow."
Well I should have gotten out of bed earlier, because the rest of the pecan was gone when I came back today. But I did manage to score a few logs of mulberry. I continue to search the neighborhood, following the power lines, and find nothing more. So be it. I'm happy.
Just tonight, around midnight, I'm walking the cat (he follows me, actually) and come across some more mulberry about a block from my house. There are two eight-foot-long, eight-inch-diameter pieces in the pile that are too long to fit in my car. Well, by now I know better than to come back "tomorrow" and I'm only a block from my house, so I heft one heavy ass log over my shoulder and hike it to my front yard, then do it again.
Ah, the scrounge life...
Does anyone else do this?
So if a bucket truck is paired with a chipper truck, forget it--I'm not getting any of that wood. But apparently there are more bucket trucks in the fleet than chippers. So what they'll do is trim a tree, or even down one, and leave all the wood until a separate crew comes around to pick it up and take it to the dump.
So my first day stalking, my first potential scrounge (a few good logs of beech) is thwarted by one of those dump-truck-with-a-crane vehicles arriving just minutes after I get there. So I keep driving around and looking. By the end of the day I've managed to score about eight six-foot lengths of pecan from two different trees, ahead of the collection crews. I could have gotten more, but thought, "Screw it, I'll come back tomorrow."
Well I should have gotten out of bed earlier, because the rest of the pecan was gone when I came back today. But I did manage to score a few logs of mulberry. I continue to search the neighborhood, following the power lines, and find nothing more. So be it. I'm happy.
Just tonight, around midnight, I'm walking the cat (he follows me, actually) and come across some more mulberry about a block from my house. There are two eight-foot-long, eight-inch-diameter pieces in the pile that are too long to fit in my car. Well, by now I know better than to come back "tomorrow" and I'm only a block from my house, so I heft one heavy ass log over my shoulder and hike it to my front yard, then do it again.
Ah, the scrounge life...
Does anyone else do this?