Another day of hauling wood

Day before yesterday Gary and I processed that dead tree he cut down.  He sawed it into chunks, got the splitter out and we went after it.  This is probably less than half of what he split eventually.

As a general rule we will let the pile sit there and just haul it to the carport a load or two at a time as needed.  But this time, as you can tell from the above picture, our pile was just too close to the road.  We know of more than one place locally that has been totally wiped out of goods and whatnot, and we would not be surprised if someone were to come along, stop alongside the road and load up with some wood.  Not that we'd be above helping someone out in need; Gary cuts and hauls his sister's wood.  We went up to his Aunt's place the other day and split some of her bigger chunks of wood so she can handle them easier.  But, like as not, people who'd steal it would resell it.  This time of year firewood is going at a premium.  

There were some chunks left from the first dead tree so I got those, then started on this pile.  In total I hauled 3 Mule loads alone, then when Gary'd finished splitting he helped me haul 3 or 4 more loads, I lost count somewhere along the way.  At these temperatures; highs in the 30s and mid-40s and lows in the upper 20s to lower 30s, it won't last too terribly long.