There is something deeply satisfying and rather primal about the task of stacking timber for your own fire. I suppose it goes back to the earliest days of man as a hunter/gatherer, though in those days it was probably done by women(as it still is in many parts of the world. This is timber being stacked to dry for our log-fired boiler which has a huge appetite for timber.
It is also rather daunting when there is still this much to go:
It only took about three hours to load the trailer with a log machine and conveyor belt. Unloading it will take rather longer and is much more manual. I see this task stretching to the weekend, but it should keep us going for a few months when it has dried properly. Fortunately we have an almost infinite supply!
And it’s remarkably more satisfying when four athletic and strapping men help you out ! (Sent from the manse dining table on superb extra speedy broad band).
Two Englishmen, an Irishman, and a Swissman set to clearing the wood stack, 60 mins later, job done. Swiss efficiency and delegation wins the day!