You were introduced to our new log-splitting machine on January 17, in my posting “Doing the splits!” Well, today the machine really got a work-out. And so did my wife Jan and I.
Our day began with the phone ringing at 8 a.m. (a bit early, don’t you think?). It turned out to be a truck driver from Souletis, the company in Sarlat that cuts and delivers our firewood. They had a delivery scheduled for us this coming Friday morning, but the driver wanted to know if we’d like the wood today. Sure we would!
In fact, Jan had phoned a couple of days ago to see if our delivery could be made earlier than Friday, because the weather was continuing very cold and we were running out of wood fast. The woman at Souletis had just laughed — no, they were far too busy.
But as the driver explained when he arrived at our place just before 10 a.m., the icy conditions in the Greater Daglan Area have meant that the trucks simply cannot make certain of the scheduled deliveries, because they can’t get up some of the hills. So the company is delivering to customers they are able to reach.
Now that Jan and I have some experience with our splitter, we’ve established a routine for handling all the firewood. Jan starts picking up the wood that’s been dumped on the road in front of our house, while I sit on a little stool just inside our garage door, ready to operate the splitter. She gives me the larger logs that need to be split, and I feed in the logs and then pile up the split pieces. Meanwhile, Jan starts stacking up the smaller pieces in our garage.
The result is quite a mess of bark and splintered wood (mostly oak) around the splitter, as you’ll see in the photo below:
But the good news is that once we’re done, an entire truck-load of firewood has been properly split and stacked, just waiting to be carried upstairs as needed to our fireplace. This morning we began our firewood assembly line just before 10 a.m., and finished at noon. Here’s the result, in our garage:
And with that, it was time to head into the house, warm up our frozen feet, enjoy a kir, and get set for a great lunch — Jan’s homemade lasagna. Delicious as always. Or maybe even better than usual, since we were both pretty hungry.