…right now I have access to an awful lot of driftwood.
It washed down from the canyons in those big floods we had in 2017 and 18. Near the cabin the wash takes a big U-turn, and when it overflowed the space between the branches of the U acted like a driftwood sieve.
And it’s been on my mind all winter, since the day I cut up the last of my scrounged firewood pallets.
So this morning I tramped out there, pulled some of the easier snags apart, plotted ways to get the Jeep in there…
If I do it just a couple of trips a week as the mood strikes and other work permits, I can easily have all the juniper-hauling work done before woodcutting season, and without the hassles and hazards involved with cutting deadwood off living trees.