I cut down trees and delimb them. Sometimes I'll even cut the sections into firewood with a khuk. They want to be used, and every one of them, even the Chitlangi, desires the sunlight and wood.
My little sons and I will evaluate each chopping experience. Carter will comment on which cut better, or we might examine the texture of the cut wood; sometimes it is so soft and smooth it is a wonder it was not machined but brutally attacked.
On a gathering day, we get Beater Truck running and take it down the road into the mountains. There is lots of dead standing Pine. They seem to reach a certain age and then many are discarded by the growing competition and they die. Beetles aid this. So many 6 - 9" diameter trees, and no serious wood cutter wants them because they're not big enough. But the size fits my wood burning stove, which means I don't need another step to split the wood. Splitting the wood is like having to pick the whole mess up again, split it, stack it back on the truck, and then unload it at the house to be stacked once more. My sons explore the woods around us as I cut, sometimes coming running when a extra big tree is about to fall. We drink soda and I load the truck, and a neat afternoon is over with my boys and I happy.
The wood by the stove often needs trimming before it wll fit, and any number of khuks get the job from time to time.
And then there are the hiking khuks and the truck take along khuks.
Yep. They're a part of munk's family time.
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Glad to hear that nasty knife did it's duty Edutsi...
