Every muscle in my body is sore. Back. Forearms. Shoulders and legs. They’re all aching and begging me to be nicer to them next time.
Truth is, it’s been far too long since I handled a chain saw. Piled hundreds of limbs into burn piles. Or hauled logs on my shoulders. It’s been far too long since I did heavy labor for 7 hours straight.
I feel old. Out of shape!
But the important thing is…we did it! Aching or not, we broke ground this weekend by falling, de-limbing and brush piling trees that needed to be removed.
What can I say? We knew buying and developing this mountain land would be a challenge!
Some of the removed trees were leaning toward the country road’s power lines. Others were in range of our neighbor’s trailer home. Scary stuff! I’m happy to report, we didn’t crush anything we shouldn’t have.
The cable from my man’s old zipline and our trusty, 4 wheeled mini van did the trick. At least it had 4 wheels the last time I checked…!
After my man and I labored all weekend, the power shed site is finally clear. As is the pathway for overhead power lines. We’re moving ahead. Yes, we are!
We thought our progress would end there for the weekend…until my parents stopped in for a night on their return trip from a class reunion. Monday morning, my logger dad kindly agreed to clear the house site for us before carrying on home.
Both my man and I were nervous about taking down the old poplar trees that towered over our chosen building site. They were beasts, I tell you.
And they weren’t just beasts in the middle of nowhere. Think the north edge of our property line. Just over the way was a strip of lawn with the neighbor’s boat barn just beyond.
Scary, no? Especially when several of the old trees were learning toward the neighbor’s boat barn!
Because my man and I aren’t experienced loggers, it would have been necessary to pull every.single.tree to ensure the safety of our neighbor’s belongings.
My man and I make a good team. We always manage to get things done, regardless of how long it takes us. And this? It would have taken us a full day!
My dad? No problemo! One, two, three, four…five, six, seven, eight…! He must have cleared over a dozen large trees in 3 hours. And he only needed pulling power for two. Yes, two!
The poplars are still waiting to be bucked. But here’s the house site now, almost ready for stump grubbing!
Strange how tree removal can help you see what will be. Initially, I couldn’t picture a home tucked into this portion of the land. Now? I can!
Next weekend, we hope to bring a Bobcat in. We’ll move the fallen poplars, uproot stumps, stake the building sites and start the excavation process.
It feels good. So good! There are moments I still can’t believe it’s happening for us!
And actually, a name came to me this weekend while we worked our wild land. I think it suits. I think I’ll call our place “the Mountain Farmstead.” What do you think?
You can catch glimpses of this past weekend here: