Post in 'The Inglenook' started by tymbee, Jan 1, 2013.
You're just jealous.
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If women don't cut wood, who buys all those hydraulic splitters?
Definitely! It might be fair to say wood cutting is "male dominated" but as with just about any field of endeavor these days-- including the ones you mentioned-- women are out there getting it done.
Very much enjoyed reading some of the comments!
If it is a splitter that splits vertical.... Then all the smart people
Well, I've already address who cuts the wood around here (me) as to the splitter:
I didn't buy the splitter - we did, years before 24/7 heating with firewood (had a fireplace previously).
The seal ruptured on the splitter when I was using it.
At my request, BIL's came over, took it apart and off I went for parts.
Parts had to be ordered.
Two weeks latter parts came in, BIL's were notified.
BIL's never showed up.
Hubby, at the time, couldn't help.
I perused the web for help and joined ArboristSite.com.
With the help from the guys over at AS, I turned a wrench or two or three and got the splitter put back together.
Does this count?
Which reminds me, I have to install an oil drain line in it someday soon....
What he said
I'll probably give in and become a hydraulic pansy when my body hurts too much.
So, what, then...do I have to turn in my Man Card for one of the pink ones? Hydraulic pansy? Oh please...
Just playin' around.
Not too mention that Shari is the local historian and records keeper of all things Didier.
The people with herniated discs in their back and neck who are smart enough to try not to cause more of them and are married to people with messed up arm tendens (*glares at elbow*). Although I did swing the maul a few times this past fall working on some big hunks of box elder-then promptly remembered why I had barely been able to stack all summer and stopped before I did more damage (too bad my arm had to remind me instead of my brain though, because it KEPT reminding me for about a darn week).
Been wanting a 2100/2101 myself when the finances align with the right opportunity.Strong running ones with good compression & not all beat up tend to go anywhere from $350 to $550+ recently.They dont pop up for sale very often,I've noticed.
Jags - now don't go picking on my 1970's vintage Didier..... SHE is running just fine - and she's not pink either.
Quite the opposite, Shari. There was a healthy dose of respect in my post. I have been over on the AS side and seen the many o people that you have helped. And of course that doesn't even count the lurkers.
Thanks, Jags - I knew you were joshing me so I joshed back.
Truly, the best thing that happened to my Didier was the 'jack job' Triptester did on it. Awesome work - a REAL back saver.
Sure wish I could permanently 'sticky' the manuals somewhere.... any given month I get around 3-4 pm's for them.
Hit Craig in a new conversation. He may have a solution for you.
And the TripTester mod to your splitter was the bomb.
Hah! I didn't marry, Mr. Handy. when I met him there were batteries and hot sauce in the fridge and the only tool he had was a leatherman. So, let's just say, I do quite a bit around here
I should start a photo thread "chicks with chainsaws" but that could get out of hand. Yes, I am sure there are plenty of other women cut, split, stack, scrounge and drive the truck/tractor to move it. Then, we go inside, load the stove and start dinner However, I wouldn't want it any other way! Granted, my hubby and I do this together since we don't have kids as free labor to do it for us!
Bigg Redd - shame you are on the west coast as not only would I show you how to completely take apart and put together my chainsaw (my hubby doesn't even change the chain) but I'd show you how to swing an axe, change the oil in my generator, smoke a 15 lb pork butt, can your garden vegetables and make an apple pie
Jenni, will you marry me?
Jeni, do you have a twin sister?
Your post even made ol' Beagler whimper! Lol!
Sorry, i'm taken, you are about 15 years too late
Ah well, tough luck. Maybe if you'd learned to correctly spell her name?
Oh, yes,I have a sister, just finished her masters degree in psychology. However, we are polar opposites, not even sure sometimes we grew up on the same farm! She has not embraced the rural lifestyle we had as kids, she's a city girl now, no doubt. Princess doesn't even BEGIN to describe her, love her to death but she is a prima donna (actually told me on xmas eve that woodstove ash wasn't a nail polish color) who after 4 hours of losing electric during the hurricane, she went to a hotel so she could dry her hair. She always reminds me that I make enough money to "to buy that/pay people to do that" for just about everything I do. I'll be glad to pair you up but don't say I didn't warn you. If you are into jello-shots, 80's hair bands and don't mind microwave meals (she doesn't cook at all), let me know
Now you are getting him excited. If she makes that much money just think of the toys he could own!
Those of us that want to work " smart" not " hard" however, when I really want to get through a load I borrow the neighbor's 27 ton, he thinks it's awesome I use it, his wife can't be bothered, might chip a nail
I'm female, I mostly lurk. I am first home each day so I have a nice warm fire going before hubby gets home. I'm actually a more efficient burner than he is, it's an ongoing joke between us too. When we have a tree taken down on our property, wood to cut, stack, limbs to mulch...I'm right there with him. Why should he have to do it all, I live here too. We enjoy doing it together. We even take turns going to the barn for wood. We keep the wood out at the barn, half acre from the house. I hook up a cart to my John Deere garden tractor, grab gloves & off I go. We keep about a weeks worth of wood in the garage.
Here is a total girly stunt...I knew better but was feeling the challenge. We have a manual splitter (http://www.baileysonline.com/itemdetail.asp?item=15720&catID=) that works great (I also have my own axe) but by the time in have kindling & my wood ready for my fire I'm hot & sweaty. So...I happened to be driving my toy car, Z3 - tiny thing, it's pouring rain & I'm just getting off work. I decide to get an electric 5ton splitter. I haul the thing off the shelf, pay for it, grab twine & head out to my car, in the pouring rain, laughing at my stupidity & totally amused. I get it in the truck, I'm almost done tying it off when a guy INSISTED he help me. Ok fine, but I'm almost done (just had one knot to do). He approves of my load & walks away. I'm soaked as if in a shower. Get my new gadget home & the actual hardest step comes next. Lifting the 100lb sucker out of the box, I'm only 5'2", not much height there. But 20min later my fire is roaring & I'm drying off.
Hubby gets home, I'm smiling, show him what I bought. He stands & laughs at me. He loves the splitter
I'm the only wife of our neighbors that does much outdoor work. I also do all the lawn maintenance for our 2.5acres. I get it down before he gets home; put on my iPod, turn it up & away I go. A neighbor laughs at me when she catches me singing & dancing on the mower. But it's all good, helps so we can do the bigger or fun things together or so hubby can relax when he gets home.
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