I love reading stories about others' scrounges. How about some stories about lost scrounges?
Here's one of mine from a few weeks ago.
Every day on my way to work I drive by some woods with several downed black locusts. After hearing all the stories on here of how well it burns, I went online and figured out who owned the property. Turned out it was owned by a real estate company from whom I used to rent about 10 years ago. So, I contacted them about seeing if I could come over and cut up that wood. It looked unsightly laying there, and was on one of their nice rental properties. I figured I was doing them and me a great favor.
So, they respond saying "Sorry, but insurance forbids us from letting you do it." I responded that I was happy to sign a waiver. Never heard back.
Then a few days later, I'm driving to work and I see a bunch of guys cutting up the wood I never even got a sniff...
Still searching for my first locust score.
Here's one of mine from a few weeks ago.
Every day on my way to work I drive by some woods with several downed black locusts. After hearing all the stories on here of how well it burns, I went online and figured out who owned the property. Turned out it was owned by a real estate company from whom I used to rent about 10 years ago. So, I contacted them about seeing if I could come over and cut up that wood. It looked unsightly laying there, and was on one of their nice rental properties. I figured I was doing them and me a great favor.
So, they respond saying "Sorry, but insurance forbids us from letting you do it." I responded that I was happy to sign a waiver. Never heard back.
Then a few days later, I'm driving to work and I see a bunch of guys cutting up the wood I never even got a sniff...
Still searching for my first locust score.