Did a little logging this weekend. The little Yanmar was a trooper and punched way above her weight class once I remembered to use the pedal that locks the rear differential and loaded the bucket with some 16" cuts to give her some more weight up front. This hill is a lot steeper than it appears in the picture. She drug some nice sized timber up the hill.



Sunday it was time to split some of the haul up so I went old school. The splitting maul I have is an old one but it's a good one. Much faster and more satisfying than my crappy electric 5 ton unit.



Of course if you are going to go all lumberjack you need to eat...

Dinner Friday night... Organic, grass fed, bison smash burgers on butter brioch buns...



Served with home canned, fermented pickles...



Saturday night it was drinks, cigars and dinner with about 6 other couples. We are blessed to have such good friends, all of whom know how to cook... Nice spread for a Saturday night get together.



Mrs. Irish made us a nice breakfast for Sunday morning to fuel some more wood splitting. Fried eggs, bacon, cheese, green onions, tomatoes and cilantro served over a bed of cheese grits.



Built our first fire on the new fire pit area Sunday night. I took a pic from the top deck when I went up to get a cigar, before coming back down to grab a glass of Chattanooga 1816 on the rocks.