Friday, April 19, 2019

Get A Grip

We had rain and thunder Wednesday night. I don't know about the wind. I do know that a new tree was toppled overnight. And that it had nothing to do with the wind.


Farmer H got a picture of it for me, as we were on our way to town in SilverRedO. This is on our gravel road, almost to Mailbox Row. Just behind the little bus-waiting shed that HOS (Farmer H's Oldest Son) built for a family of kids.

You can see the reason for the topple. That dead old tree just couldn't maintain a grip in the thin muddy soil. There's its root bundle, just over SilverRedO's side mirror.

That's really a big tree. It spans the creek.

Can't you imagine Johnny Castle teaching Baby Houseman how to dirty-dance on top of that trunk?

This might be a problem next time the creek rises higher than this. The tree will slam into the side of our low-water bridge, and probably break and get wedged underneath, trapping debris and causing the water to flow out on our gravel road. Then when it recedes, the county highway department will eventually come cut it out.

4 comments:

River said...

Is there anybody handy enough to hook the tree with ropes or chains and drag it to the side to be cut into sections instead of waiting for it to block the bridge? Somebody could get a nice load of firewood.

Hillbilly Mom said...

River,
There are plenty of people handy enough, but their give-a-darn is broken. The Unofficial Road Crew could do it, but I doubt they've even thought about it. Everybody had plenty of waiting firewood on their own acreage.

River said...

Perhaps Hick (Farmer H?) could find a chainsaw in one of his storage areas and spruce up his give-a-darn.

Hillbilly Mom said...

River,
He has the chainsaw, but I'm not holding my breath for the sprucing.