We’d been wanting to do some serious tree trimming for a while in our hugely overgrown yard. And while I can get to spots here and there with a pole trimmer, and perhaps a ladder, the job just isn’t going to be right or comprehensive unless one actually gets up in the tree.
Prudence dictates letting a pro do that, unless you have a lot of rigging experience — which I don’t. And it’s not just a matter of not falling — you do have two hands after all — it’s that once you get up there you’ve got to perform work with a rather heavy, noisy machine that spins a chain around and has sharp teeth on it.
So we did a deal with a local young man, Bernardo, 22 years old and has been in trees since the age of 15. Sunday he got to work. All of the photos can be clicked open for hi-res versions.
Where we live, the trash and recycle service includes pickup of yard waste along the curb, so long as it’s in about 4′ diameter piles. For this job, I got it for about half the price by agreeing to get some exercise by disposing of all the trimmings myself, instead of have them come with the chipper and truck.
So this is what I had to contend with, a good hundred feet of debris, by ten feet and five feet high.
So yesterday I got busy. At first, I was using a chainsaw to cut up the large branches into short enough lengths to accommodate the piles. It was tough going, the noise of the saw is a pain, and so on. Progress was slow and after 30 minutes, I had only one pile done, was hot & bothered, and wondering if I really wanted to do this. At this rate it would take days.
I took a break, thought about it, and adapted. First, I put the chainsaw aside and instead began hauling the large branch parts out, some ten feet long and more. Once out on the sidewalk, I simply planted a foot and manually snapped them in appropriate places, and the exercise became exhilarating, natural, primal in a sense, and I got into a groove — loving the next 2 hours or so of manual labor.
And I got good results.
Alright, so time to feed & walk the dogs and get ready to get back to work. Unfortunately, with every new pile, I have father to drag stuff, so going will be a little slower today.