Meet our firewood crew for march...right to left, Zac (our eldest son), Radek (on loan from the university in Prague, Czecholslovakia to U.C. Berkeley to finish his P.H.D. in theatre), and Ryan (beloved friend of our family). Chemy the cat is on loan from the S.F. animal shelter. He apparently hitched a ride because he hadn't seen the Redwoods in any of his nine lives.
Not really certain what he saw when he observed those huge trees, but the light, and shadows, the shades of green, and the sheer magnitude of the scene must have been overwhelming in the 3-D vision of multi-colored eyes!
As is "normal" for March weather here, they worked in shirtless warmth, raingear, and even bundled up in the snow. Zac skidded extra logs on the dry days to provide for the days when it was too sloppy to use machinery.
The weather changes so quickly that we even got to load snow-covered wood in tee shirt conditions.
They shared the sawing and splitting in the beginning, but Radek preferred splitting rather than the noise of the chainsaw, and both Ryan and Radek preferred the maul to the hydralic splitter. (Ahh, youth!) Which left Zac doing most of the sawing, and all of the skidding.
We have enjoyed our peek behind the old iron curtain, and even more, seeing our lives through the eyes of Radek. He has traveled widely, is fluent in six languages, has experiences as playwright and theatrical performer, is a voracious reader, and is comfortable with hard work and simple living. His direct questions and honest observations often made us pause, and for our part, we took him to a cattlemen's dinner and dance, a biker-bar on live music night, twice,(Ryan was performing) a night of community theatre, and Zac kept him buried in rounds of wood to split.
The trio headed south this morning, and especially with Eric away at farrier school and Sarah in Las Vegas, the ranch seems a little empty. Empty, that is except for the 40+ cords of dry madrone firewood piled in all the flat spots around my shop! A great start on our season!