I live out in the NC mountains, in rural Madison County, 20 miles west of Asheville.
Two days ago, I noticed that on a vacant lot in town, a guy had a little firewood operation. He had several logging truck loads of hardwood on the ground. He had a gasoline powered splitter. He had a big Ford F250 pickup and had it loaded with some good looking firewood, red oak and maple. Of course, all this wood was green, freshly spllit.
I asked him how much it would cost to load up my little Nissan.
He told me he didn't sell the wood. He said I needed to go down to the county and register, as a poor person, and then once I was registered he would bring me a load for free.
He told me he was real busy and he was 35 loads behind.
Well, that is a weird deal, he is loading up poor people with wood that is absolutely green. He seemed to be working hard for the late winter rush, but, for most wood stoves, that wood wouldn't begin to be ready to burn until next year.
Two days ago, I noticed that on a vacant lot in town, a guy had a little firewood operation. He had several logging truck loads of hardwood on the ground. He had a gasoline powered splitter. He had a big Ford F250 pickup and had it loaded with some good looking firewood, red oak and maple. Of course, all this wood was green, freshly spllit.
I asked him how much it would cost to load up my little Nissan.
He told me he didn't sell the wood. He said I needed to go down to the county and register, as a poor person, and then once I was registered he would bring me a load for free.
He told me he was real busy and he was 35 loads behind.
Well, that is a weird deal, he is loading up poor people with wood that is absolutely green. He seemed to be working hard for the late winter rush, but, for most wood stoves, that wood wouldn't begin to be ready to burn until next year.