martel said:
... as for dry wood...
... after getting yet another load of bubbly hissing wood ...
... back to the drawing board.
krm
These are the same lessons I learned buying wood, both from guys who cruise my neighborhood (mostly in the fall) as well as those with their numbers in the phone book. Now I get WAY more specific with my questions. Many of those I've spoken with are really put-off by lots of specific questions. These usually have wet wood. Some seem like they just started their 'firewood business' after sticker shock at the gas pump or some other financial pinch. One actually admitted to me that this was the first cord of wood he'd ever delivered. And I got his name from a professional tree service. Most were lower on the cordwood learning curve than I was and I wasn't all that far along. Some were real nice guys. Two in particular I really got on with. One (his first cord) actually delivered the closest amount to a full cord of wood than all the others, even the tree service pro's, and he didn't even know the definition of a cord. His wood had sat on the ground for about a year after splitting. Although it was 'seasoned for a year' it was very wet and very moldy. It did seem to dry out faster than fresh cut, though.
The ones I dislike the most are those that are both ignorant and project the greatest hubris. To this day, there has not been a single WoodMan who delivered a full cord of dry wood. And I don't expect it will ever happen. One professional tree service was over 2/3 of a cord short on a two cord delivery. That's one and one third cord delivered for two cords ordered. It was still short about 1/4 cord AFTER the make-up delivery. The first load they delivered also contained two sheets of 4' x 8' plywood and about a yard of sand, dirt, gravel, and rocks that got pretty big. He nearly took off my garage door when he dumped it. And would have if I hadn't opened it up when I saw where he stopped his truck after he ignored my instructions.
WARNING: WoodMan interviews are best conducted on the phone as I've found WoodMen can often get pretty excited in person when confronted with pointed questions. For your reading pleasure. The conversation usually goes something like this:
Mo: How old is that wood?
Woodman: It's been seasoning for about a year. (All use the word 'season' and know the magic of year old firewood.)
Mo: And when did you split that wood?
WM: Huh? Split it? It's been 'seasoning' for a year, like I said.
Mo: No, I don't mean when was it felled. When did you actually split it?
WM: Well, I'm not sure exactly. Just a little bit after it was felled.
Mo: How long has it been stacked?
WM: Huh? Stacked? I told you it's been seasoning for over a year. It's ready to burn.
Mo: Do you remember when you split and stacked it?
WM: Well... No, not exactly, but it's ready to burn.
(When such indirect answers are supplied, the wood is likely wet. But I press on for educational purposes.)
Mo: Has that wood been covered up from the rain, at all?
WM: Huh? Covered? What do you mean?
Mo: Was it tarped or in a barn or a wood shed?
WM: Uh, no. But it's ready to burn.
Mo: What kind of wood is that?
WM: Mixed hard wood.
Mo: How much of what?
WM: Huh? How much of what? It's mixed. Mixed hard wood. Ready to burn.
Mo: Have you burned any of that wood yourself?
WM: Huh? Burned it myself? Well, uh, no, I haven't, but it's ready to burn. (or sometimes, just) Yeah. It burns great.
Mo: How much you want for that wood?
WM: $100.
Mo: How much is there?
WM: About a cord.
Mo: Looks like about a third of a cord to me.
WM: No, that's a cord.
Mo: A cord is 4 x 4 x 8 feet, or 128 cubic feet of wood. That looks like about 1/3 that much to me, even less.
WM: Huh? Well, that's what we call a cord around here, and I been doin' this for a while.
Mo: I live around here, too. And the Missouri Agricultural site agrees with me.
WM: The days of $120-a-cord wood ended with Nixon! (Now he's ticked and in my face.
Mo: (Calmly) I was cutting my own back then, so I wouldn't know.
WM: You're a real smart ash, ain't you?
Mo: Better a smart ash than a dumb ash.
WM: Later dude. (Speeds away, never to be seen again.)
Mo: Huckster. Good riddance. (I then go inside and turn on my security camera recorders.