Because F*** Your Firewood, That’s Why!

 

I don’t screw around anymore. I bought a little electric log splitter and I couldn do about a chord in a day if I pushed it, maybe? Even with the splitter my back would give me the very hell of it. 

But I remember as a kid, swinging a friggin axe for dad all the time. The worst were those wet monster poplars that could swallow your axe head whole - and nothing but road rage would get it back! One a the good things my late father in law did for me was introduce me to the sledge and the wedge. My blood pressure starts to boil just thinking about those stumps and elms. 

Will they let you buy dynamite if it’s for stumps? I’ve got a full camping season planned this year…and I should have enough to get me through but I will need more this fall for sure…