There is a method to this peeling logs, and you have to get in a groove for it to go somewhat smoothly. It also depends on how many bugs have attacked under the bark too. And it depends on how old the tree is also. The older the tree, the thicker the bark.
So, now we have 26 logs laying on our property with more on their way soon, and we need to get on the job of peeling them.
My husband works a full time job. I knew this was going to be my job mainly. It ended up being my sons and I working diligently to get most of these logs peeled.
I had to talk to myself. The task seems daunting. But I knew others had done it before me, and so when you know it has been done before, you can pretty much know you can do it too. And so, I thought to myself, “If we average one log peeled a day, we can get this done in 26-30 days, roughly a month.”
But we had other logs coming, and I was going to get backed up for sure. At least, maybe I needed to think about peeling more than one a day?
No matter what I had thought, life makes it so that your plans don’t work out like you think they will most times. I have to learn to go with the flow. It just depended on the day as to how much we would accomplish. Some days we would be there in the heat of the day, and we would be dying. It was so hot and humid, and the sweat bees. . . .oh my, I don’t think I got stung once, but man, they were for sure (no drama here) the pests of a lifetime. There would be ten of them hanging around my elbow or behind my knees at one time. Just BOTHERSOME!
Then sometimes we would just drive down to the property for the sole purpose of peeling in the cool of the evening, because even though it wasn’t cool, it was much cooler than the heat of the day……..
Anyway, the point was to get the peeling started, and work and work on it. That is what we did.
Any boy, did I have some ‘mighty men’ helping me. Let’s peek at this. . .
You can kind of get the idea here.
My husband had found a steel pole, and fashioned a pointed thick metal blade (which we found in the debris buried on our property~we are thinking maybe from a plow type of a machine) on the end of it, and had a maintenance guy at his work weld them together. I thought it was kind of cool that we were able to repurpose some of the scrap metal we had found. Anyway, these tools are called ‘spud bars’ and their sole purpose is to remove the bark from the tree.
Here they are and you can see that we had peeled off some of the bark~~it is laying on the ground.
Sometimes, you could get a large swath of bark and just pull it off~~that was good, but it wasn’t always easy.
We were slowly making progress on the first log. And my oldest son was helping, but sometimes he becomes the photographer, and the photographer doesn’t normally (oh yeah, there are selfies these days) take pictures of him/herself.
Pulling with all of his might. Yes, one of my ‘mighty men’.
You have to contort in all different ways to try and get a bite under the bark so that you could get anything to come off.
I’m trying here.
You will notice here that I start getting a good ‘farmers’ tan. Gotta love that!
Something else you run up against is the ‘sticky’ sap as you peel, and so do you keep the gloves on or take them off?
I can tell just by the stance he is in that he has sap all over his hands.
I don’t know how long it took us, but we were (I was) so happy to get even this much done. It’s a start. . .
Two proud little ‘mighty men’ who just helped me rock on the two logs that we have gotten a jump on.
Aren’t the logs pretty once they are peeled?
Next you get a glimpse of me NOT working on peeling logs. All work and no fun is not good. SOOOOO, for now. . .
. . . we currently have a pool in our back yard, and I was going to enjoy it a bit between our long hard work days down at the property.
Yes, relaxing~~and even my toes are painted. 😉
So, back at it again. You want a crash course in peeling logs. Just keep working, just keep working, and repeat.
Notice the brace on my arm. Not only was I working my tail off, I had to wear this brace because I had ‘tennis elbow’? ~not from playing tennis I can tell ya’.
Yep, it’s hard!
All I can say is I was getting in to my work.
Taking a break to pose~~some of the logs are getting done.
I love this shot!
I wish I could say they wanted to help ‘THAT’ much! But really, they didn’t. . . although they don’t complain. It is funny however, when I give them a break~~we actually set the timer so that we don’t go over our set amount of time to work without a break~~they will actually go and start throwing ball, or wrestling, or some other ‘active’ activity. You see, I wasn’t even wearing them out with all of the peeling we were doing. It just gave them all the more energy to keep moving.
But the funny thing was. . . I would call them back to the work when our break time was over, and then they would ask, “Can I get a water?”
In my mind I am thinking~~”I just gave you a 15 minute break, and you played the whole time, and didn’t even get a drink? And now when I call you back, you are thinking of needing a drink?” Okay, so it just tells me how much they love playing. And also, how needing a drink does delay having to get back at it right away when you are called.
This mamma isn’t stupid. That happened once. I told them, “If I give you a break, you’d better get a drink, or you will not get one after the break is over.” And I mean it. I may be a ‘mean’ mom, but I love them, and I want them to learn to work diligently. Not to play and not be ready for work when it is time for work. So there.
They always made sure a drink was the first order of business during their break from then on out, and we were all good.
Here we are back at it.
AHHHH! And thankfully, my DH came to help us roll the logs. That is a little much for me and the guys by ourselves.
Trying to figure out how to get a bite on this log to move it.
You can see we are trying (or HE is trying) to get a good bite on it.
We are TRYing to roll this one. 1. . . 2. . . 3. . . roll! Teamwork is all I can say.
Yeah, I’m not hot at all! And by the way, these tools are called ‘cant hooks’. My husband loves making puns about ‘cant’ hooks.
Good thing he got two cant hooks.
I love these shots of us rolling the logs. We were trying to make room for all 26 of the logs on the racks that we had set up. Some of the logs were stacked on the other ones, and we had to get them all down on the rack, especially for the days when my husband could not be there. That way, my sons and I could be peeling without my husband having to come down later to get them un-stacked. It was quite a job.
I guess my face shows the effort I had to exert to do my part.
I had titled this post “Peeling Logs 101”. It’s not really like I was ‘teaching’ anyone how to peel logs, but this was more about what is involved in peeling logs.
It is kind of exciting to be getting along with this job of peeling the logs, and figuring out how peeling one log looks completely different than peeling another log. And the fact that the logs need to be ‘organized’ to be peeled and we also have to spray them so that the bugs don’t get to them.
Not a small feat, but a doable feat. I am not discouraged. We just have to keep on working on it. I am not afraid of work.
Just “Thank you LORD!” that we have logs to peel.