Wood chopping story tim. I brought my hatchet and Fiskars Destroyer hammer with me to cut some of the fire wood from the campground. I left my wood grenade at home.
Everything is going going great on the first day and I’m happily splitting some wood. I’m almost done when I pick up one more piece and it’s got some gnarly knots in it. I put it back down after seeing the knots but then pick it up again because I’m a stubborn mother fucker according to Mrs Nacho who was sitting there watching.
I take a swing with the hatchet and it sticks but doesn’t go very deep (most of us can relate). I pick up the Destroyer and start pounding. After the 3rd strike, I realized my mistake. The hatchet is fucking stuck. I try using the Destroyer to knock the hatchet loose but nothing works. Mrs Nacho laughs at me and says now what?
I have a plan. I forgot some things at home and was driving back the next morning so the wood, looking like the stone in the King Arthur story but with a hatchet, goes in the truck.
Drive home the next day and I spent 15 minutes trying to get that hatchet unstuck. I start with the wood grenade. There was a little movement but not much. I move to my full size Fiskars and think I’m going get it but nope. Finally had to pull my reciprocating saw and cut from the side until the hatchet fell out.
The wood, still mostly in one piece, the hatchet, the Destroyer, and the wood grenade all went in the back of the truck and back to the campsite.
Everything is going going great on the first day and I’m happily splitting some wood. I’m almost done when I pick up one more piece and it’s got some gnarly knots in it. I put it back down after seeing the knots but then pick it up again because I’m a stubborn mother fucker according to Mrs Nacho who was sitting there watching.
I take a swing with the hatchet and it sticks but doesn’t go very deep (most of us can relate). I pick up the Destroyer and start pounding. After the 3rd strike, I realized my mistake. The hatchet is fucking stuck. I try using the Destroyer to knock the hatchet loose but nothing works. Mrs Nacho laughs at me and says now what?
I have a plan. I forgot some things at home and was driving back the next morning so the wood, looking like the stone in the King Arthur story but with a hatchet, goes in the truck.
Drive home the next day and I spent 15 minutes trying to get that hatchet unstuck. I start with the wood grenade. There was a little movement but not much. I move to my full size Fiskars and think I’m going get it but nope. Finally had to pull my reciprocating saw and cut from the side until the hatchet fell out.
The wood, still mostly in one piece, the hatchet, the Destroyer, and the wood grenade all went in the back of the truck and back to the campsite.
