Our blog followers get to see Zahara and Princess Peaches before anybody else. These two Schips were dropped off at an animal shelter in the middle of the night with no information other than their name tags, with birth dates. Zahara appears to have recently raised some puppies, and is heartworm positive, so we will have her for a while to treat her. They made the trip from Iowa in three hitches and are now safe in our basement. Tomorrow we will be getting another Schipperke from here in Illinois. That boy is 10 to 12 years old, and was surrendered due to his owner passing away.
I think we have not had Rusty Chevrolet in our list for a few years, and it is always good for a little laugh. Cold winters and old cars can conjure up nightmares, like being on your back in the snow while you are pulling a burned out starter off your beater!
Merle sent a link to a Facebook reel, and even though it has the YouTube channel listed on it, I can't locate it! MuddyLakeEngineering is the YT channel, and they have a bunch of great vids, so I will post one. Click the showman's engine for the Facebook reel. Showman engines always make me think of a Ringneck rooster! Many Thanks, Merle!
We usually see this bunch on the far side of the pond, going up and down the pipeline. There are a dozen Jakes and gobblers that hang out together, and we see them going to the treetops at sunset. Hoot like a barred owl at first light and they will gobble for you. They made a trip through the yard the other day, and I had to hurry to get a photo.
We did this experiment with charred white oak splits, and didn't sample the taste for more than two years. With the high wood to liquid ratio, that was more time than needed. I would hold the jars up to a light occasionally and admire the ever darker color. I am thinking that six months will be long enough to see if pecan makes for a good flavor, so we will update this project for you in mid-2025.
Well, Merle, you found a brand that I have never heard of. We probably all have seen images on TV of this brand, but they were unidentified. The videos say they are Czech made, and they have been around for 75 years. It is time we become familiar! Thank You, Merle!
We lived in Eastern Kentucky for a few years (Where the sun comes up about 10 in the morning, and the sun goes down about 3 in the day.) and we still marvel at the sky shows we get in flat old Southern Illinois. Nearly every day has a show. The full moon was setting the other day when I had the dogs out for an early walk. We admire the moon through all its phases, and sometimes it is planted adjacent to a bright evening or morning planet. Occasionally we get a rainbow around the moon. Rain usually follows that.
The fun never ends around here! We dragged out trees that had to go adjacent to the three-phase line, and then the co-op sent their hydro mulcher to finish the job. Good Times!
Wayne-White Electric Co-Op had their Fecon Bull Hog hydro mulcher cleaning up along our tree planting project Friday. You are supposed to stay back 300 feet from this amazing machine while it works, but I put on my hard hat and moved in close for our loyal viewers. I could almost un-retire if I could get a job running one of these!
Rumely 36-120s are big engines, meant for heavy work, and they are big enough to be in the prairie tractor class of traction engines and early tractors. This is a double-simple engine, so the steam is used once before being exhausted, and there are four power impulses per revolution of the engine. Many Thanks, Merle, for the pick!
Chainsaw novices do not know this, and the realization may take a while with a few hard knocks, unless someone explains it to you. Move away from the stump quickly at a 135 degree angle from the line of fall. Limbs that spring back from the crown will be aimed right back at the stump. The stump is a bullseye. Get away from it quickly and stay out of that circle until debris is done falling.
I dropped a line of trees today that had been trimmed and topped down below the power line. Tomorrow I drag! Shot some vid, and we will put that up later.
Bridge crossings out here in the country are depressing/maddening this time of year. We have had bow hunting since October 1 plus two firearm deer seasons, and the carcasses are piling up in the waterways. There are two common themes. One is the backstraps and hams cut off a discarded carcass, and the other is a skinned carcass with the antlers cut off the skull. There are evidently many who need a taxidermied deer on the wall to show off their hunting prowess. Look out there at the end of that point in Auxier Creek....
It has been skinned, the skull cut, thrown over the bridge, and cleaned by coyotes.
Here is a collection thrown over the bridge rail. There are some small antlers showing, so that one was at least partially butchered.
Here is a really big deer, skinned and de-antlered for a taxidermist. You have to wonder how many, if any, of these deer were legally hunted and killed. Hunter ethics and sportsmanship are sorely lacking in our neighborhood.
Just one of many laws addressing this: (720 ILCS 5/47-5) Sec. 47-5. Public nuisance. It is a public nuisance: (1) To cause or allow the carcass of an animal or offal, filth, or a noisome substance to be collected, deposited, or to remain in any place to the prejudice of others. (2) To throw or deposit offal or other offensive matter or the carcass of a dead animal in a water course, lake, pond, spring, well, or common sewer, street, or public highway. (3) To corrupt or render unwholesome or impure the water of a spring, river, stream, pond, or lake to the injury or prejudice of others.
This big critter was fun to watch! Line clearance keeps evolving, and power companies are relying less on bucket truck crews now that contractors are available with circular saws on a pole. They can't handle every situation, but they can cover a lot of ground quickly and efficiently. The pruning may not be up to arboricultural standards, but they will do total takedowns rather than do big V-cuts that an arborist crew would do. This is one of life's big adjustments. The operator of this machine has been running it for twelve years, and he really knows how to handle it.
Pour a cup of coffee, this is a long video! We've had wind and cold, plus company for a few days, but today was a great day to be outdoors with a chainsaw. Punch cuts were made for chain attachment points, sections were cut off, and that black oak came out of the pond with ease. It will be bucked up, split, and stacked in the barn to dry. It has a lot of drying to do! Many thanks for visiting!
The top was snapped off a few years ago, and we will be dropping this tree for firewood. Sycamore makes good firewood, and this tree is straight and clean. It should split nice.
This video documentary grabbed my attention because O.T.'s brother Maurice was in the Seabees, and they actually got to meet up on Guadalcanal for a brief visit.
"Go Tell it on the Mountain" during the Prelude with the Children's Choir, under the direction of Jeremy Boyer.
6:00PM Christmas Eve Mass at Christ, Prince of Peace Parish
Buster is a permanent foster with us. He has old age infirmities that would make life difficult for him if he moved to a new home, so he stays with us. We help him out, and then guide him back. He can't see, and can't hear, but he still enjoys his outings.
Sophie and Atlas are nearly ready to adopt out. Sophie was losing weight and we discovered that she has histoplasmosis in her gut. She is taking meds for a month and seems to be improving. We are having Atlas tested, too, just in case he came with that problem. We sent off his specimen yesterday and should hear back this week. If he is clear, we will be talking to possible new owners.
And, the predecessor to the Waterloo Boy! This unique tractor was featured in one of the engine magazines a few years back. It was worse than a basket case, but perseverance brought it back from the grave for us to see. Thank You, Merle!
It's 10:30 P right now, we have a bit more than 1 inch of fine snow, and the falling snow reaches back 100 miles to the west of us. Annual snowfall pictures in the morning! It's A Marshmallow World!
That is a beautiful cross-compound traction engine, but I am a bit taken by the Worshipful Company of Paviors. What is a Pavior? Paver savior maybe? Their logo seems to show paver or cobblestone pattern, so that is a maybe. Many Thanks, Merle, for our travelogue video tours!
We were visited by a Bobcat last night! That is much more exciting than possums and raccoons. Occasionally we will see one slipping along the pipeline on the far side of the pond. We had not heard our owls for a few weeks and were worried about them, but they were talking out in the woods the other day, so they are OK. I went up to the north barn yesterday and saw the nice 8 pointer hunkered down next to a treetop. He let me walk by, but when I stuck the camera around the corner of the barn for a photo he made a hasty exit.
Here's some good info to file away in your memory! A cover for your skillet would be a great improvement to finish those biscuits evenly, but poor people have poor ways.
This live version should start at the right place if I did this right. It is a little after 32 minutes on the video if I got it wrong. It isn't so much about prison, as it was meant to be about being in a situation or place you don't really want to be. Like blizzards coming at Thanksgiving comes to mind. I hope you all are prudent and safe this week! We traveled in a blizzard for Thanksgiving one year, and we don't plan on doing that again! Anyway, it's a good song!
I think the Galloway is the only hit and miss in this short. Throttlers were also common, and I think all of the two strokes were throttlers. Many Thanks, Merle!
One of the Shellabarger brothers (I think it was Ralph.), of Mt. Pleasant, Iowa had an Eli Engine (Two stroke, reversible) that he showed at Old Threshers. It was for sale for $50 back in the mid-1960s, and of course I did not have that kind of money. I found one on YouTube, so you can get a little thrill. It is a throttler of course, being a two stroker.
The noise, the 2-stroke exhaust, the smell of freshly cut wood does not spook deer. It brings them to you. Have a friend run a saw while you slip out to your hunting location and you will see deer. These photos are from yesterday, with time stamps. I have more chainsaw tasks today, before the cold air drops on us.
We are just one month away from Christmas already, and here is the full 2 1/2 hours of Handel's Messiah, from Sydney, Australia to get things started. Open it on YouTube in a new tab and leave it up so you can come back to it easily.
It is firearm deer season where we live and we have been very careful to leave the deer alone so they don't go out and get shot. The deer see our dogs out in the yard every day, and our activities around the house rarely cause any alarm.
This handsome buck along with a few other deer all were on camera a couple days ago. Forty-five minutes previously, Susan was on camera piloting the Grasshopper in what we hope is the final mowing this year. Firearm season starts Friday, November 22. Remember your camo, your scent killing spray, a see through deer blind, rattling antlers, grunt call, super-duper deer cartridges, etc. Or, just don't plod along like a human, go sit against a stump or tree, and don't wiggle around excessively. Ride in on a lawn mower or John Deere tractor if you really want the deer to come and check you out.
PS: One of our deer hunting tactics for friends going out in the afternoon is to crank up a chainsaw and let it idle at the house while they go to their hunting location. It works like a charm.
...is falling apart. There is some ancient storm damage where the top spreads, so those big limbs are not anchored to the center. There is a hollow that squirrels will chew into for denning, then bees move in and run the squirrels out, then it grows shut again. Sort of amusing, and you have to observe for years to see it happen. It is a swamp white oak and is perfect for this upper glacial lakebed site.
We have been using the warm weather to get wood into the barn and under the eaves at the house. We have a stack five feet high covering most of the front now, nearly four cords of good wood. The blond wood on top of the stacks and in the back of the Kubota is from trees we planted in 1976. It's our normal!
There is always more to do. Back To The Old Grind!
I took a little walk in the woods at the farm today and the big old pin oak out back is really falling apart. It has dropped two widow makers in the tree to its left in this photo. There is plenty of dead wood on the ground. Don't stand around under trees in this condition...It is all going to be on the ground someday.
I wandered over to a hollow hickory that is used as a den tree. Don't reach in and feel around in hollow trees. You might shake hands with a wampus cat. It looks like a young raccoon, and it did not wish to be bothered.
We always examine our tree stumps and evaluate them for any mistakes, and to improve our tree cutting skills. This is the stump of the sweetgum we cut at the Carmi Rifle Club recently. I was asked a question about cutting trees and that stump is a good one for labeling and instruction. We do a five step plan for every tree. 1: Assess hazards 2: Assess forward/backward weight and lean, and side lean 3: Design front cut and hinge 4: Design your back cuts 5: Escape from the stump, preferably at 135 degrees to direction of fall.
The stump shows how steps 2, 3, and 4 go together. Click the photo to enlarge it.
And here is the tree going over, in case you missed the post about it.
Plus, a bonus Robert W. Service poem for you to read.
The Odyssey of 'Erbert 'Iggins
Me and Ed and a stretcher
Out on the nootral ground.
(If there's one dead corpse, I'll betcher
There's a 'undred smellin' around.)
Me and Eddie O'Brian,
Both of the R. A. M. C.
"It's a 'ell of a night
For a soul to take flight,"
As Eddie remarks to me.
Me and Ed crawlin' 'omeward,
Thinkin' our job is done,
When sudden and clear,
Wot do we 'ear:
'Owl of a wounded 'Un.
"Got to take 'im," snaps Eddy;
"Got to take all we can.
'E may be a Germ
Wiv the 'eart of a worm,
But, blarst 'im! ain't 'e a man?"
So 'e sloshes out fixin' a dressin'
('E'd always a medical knack),
When that wounded 'Un
'E rolls to 'is gun,
And 'e plugs me pal in the back.
Now what would you do? I arst you.
There was me slaughtered mate.
There was that 'Un
(I'd collered 'is gun),
A-snarlin' 'is 'ymn of 'ate.
Wot did I do? 'Ere, whisper . . .
'E'd a shiny bald top to 'is 'ead,
But when I got through,
Between me and you,
It was 'orrid and jaggy and red.
"'Ang on like a limpet, Eddy.
Thank Gord! you ain't dead after all."
It's slow and it's sure and it's steady
(Which is 'ard, for 'e's big and I'm small).
The rockets are shootin' and shinin',
It's rainin' a perishin' flood,
The bullets are buzzin' and whinin',
And I'm up to me stern in the mud.
There's all kinds of 'owlin' and 'ootin';
It's black as a bucket of tar;
Oh, I'm doin' my bit,
But I'm 'avin' a fit,
And I wish I was 'ome wiv Mar.
"Stick on like a plaster, Eddy.
Old sport, you're a-slackin' your grip."
Gord! But I'm crocky already;
My feet, 'ow they slither and slip!
There goes the biff of a bullet.
The Boches have got us for fair.
Another one—WHUT!
The son of a slut!
'E managed to miss by a 'air.
'Ow! Wot was it jabbed at me shoulder?
Gave it a dooce of a wrench.
Is it Eddy or me
Wot's a-bleedin' so free?
Crust! but it's long to the trench.
I ain't just as strong as a Sandow,
And Ed ain't a flapper by far;
I'm blamed if I understand 'ow
We've managed to get where we are.
But 'ere's for a bit of a breather.
"Steady there, Ed, 'arf a mo'.
Old pal, it's all right;
It's a 'ell of a fight,
But are we down-'earted? No-o-o."
Now war is a funny thing, ain't it?
It's the rummiest sort of a go.
For when it's most real,
It's then that you feel
You're a-watchin' a cinema show.
'Ere's me wot's a barber's assistant.
Hey, presto! It's somewheres in France,
And I'm 'ere in a pit
Where a coal-box 'as 'it,
And it's all like a giddy romance.
The ruddy quick-firers are spittin',
The 'eavies are bellowin' 'ate,
And 'ere I am cashooly sittin',
And 'oldin' the 'ead of me mate.
Them gharstly green star-shells is beamin',
'Ot shrapnel is poppin' like rain,
And I'm sayin': "Bert 'Iggins, you're dreamin',
And you'll wake up in 'Ampstead again.
You'll wake up and 'ear yourself sayin':
'Would you like, sir, to 'ave a shampoo?'
'Stead of sheddin' yer blood
In the rain and the mud,
Which is some'ow the right thing to do;
Which is some'ow yer 'oary-eyed dooty,
Wot you're doin' the best wot you can,
For 'Ampstead and 'ome and beauty,
And you've been and you've slaughtered a man.
A feller wot punctured your partner;
Oh, you 'ammered 'im 'ard on the 'ead,
And you still see 'is eyes
Starin' bang at the skies,
And you ain't even sorry 'e's dead.
But you wish you was back in your diggin's
Asleep on your mouldy old stror.
Oh, you're doin' yer bit, 'Erbert 'Iggins,
But you ain't just enjoyin' the war."
"'Ang on like a hoctopus, Eddy.
It's us for the bomb-belt again.
Except for the shrap
Which 'as 'it me a tap,
I'm feelin' as right as the rain.
It's my silly old feet wot are slippin',
It's as dark as a 'ogs'ead o' sin,
But don't be oneasy, my pippin,
I'm goin' to pilot you in.
It's my silly old 'ead wot is reelin'.
The bullets is buzzin' like bees.
Me shoulder's red-'ot,
And I'm bleedin' a lot,
And me legs is on'inged at the knees.
But we're staggerin' nearer and nearer.
Just stick it, old sport, play the game.
I make 'em out clearer and clearer,
Our trenches a-snappin' with flame.
Oh, we're stumblin' closer and closer.
'Ang on there, lad! Just one more try.
Did you say: Put you down? Damn it, no, sir!
I'll carry you in if I die.
By cracky! old feller, they've seen us.
They're sendin' out stretchers for two.
Let's give 'em the hoorah between us
('Anged lucky we aren't booked through).
My flipper is mashed to a jelly.
A bullet 'as tickled your spleen.
We've shed lots of gore
And we're leakin' some more,
But—wot a hoccasion it's been!
Ho! 'Ere comes the rescuin' party.
They're crawlin' out cautious and slow.
Come! Buck up and greet 'em, my 'earty,
Shoulder to shoulder—so.
They mustn't think we was down-'earted.
Old pal, we was never down-'earted.
If they arsts us if we was down-'earted
We'll 'owl in their fyces: 'No-o-o!'"
I took a woods walk the other day when it was solid overcast with rain, and thoroughly enjoyed myself looking at trees. This little sugar maple seemed to be lit from within on a dreary day. The colors have been good this Fall.
Firearms; Col. Jeff Cooper's Rules 1. All guns are always loaded. 2. Never let the muzzle cover anything you are not willing to destroy. 3. Keep your finger off the trigger until you are ready to shoot. 4. Be sure of your target and what lies beyond it.
Knives 1. Never cut toward yourself. 2. Always cut away from yourself. 3. Never cut yourself.
AND If you drop a knife or gun, let it fall!
Chainsaws
1. Always wear your safety gear when running your saw: hard hat, eye, face, hearing protection, cut resistant protection for your legs, heavy boots, gloves (depending on work conditions).
2. Safety devices on the saw must be in working order: front hand guard,chain brake, chain catcher, throttle lockout, and right hand guard.
3. Hold the saw on the ground or lock it between your knees for starting. No 'Drop Starts.' Set the chain brake before cranking.
4. The engine must idle reliably without turning the chain.
5. The chain must be sharpened properly, including properly set depth gauges.
6. The chain must be adjusted to remove slack and still run freely.
7. The operator must understand the forces on different parts of the bar as the saw runs: push, pull, kickback and attack.
8. Both hands must always be on the saw when the chain is running. The thumbs must be wrapped around the handles. Both feet should be firmly planted on the ground.
9. The operator must always know where the end of the bar is, and what it's doing.
10. Don't let the upper (kickback) corner of the bar contact anything when the chain is running unless the tip has been buried with the lower corner.
11. Let off of the throttle before pulling out of a pinch on the top part of the bar.
12. Make a plan for every tree you cut. Assess hazards, lean, escape routes, forward cuts, and back cuts. Evaluate the forward or backward lean, and the side lean of every tree you cut. Know your limits.
13. Clear your work area and your escape path of brush, vines, and other hazards that can trip you or catch your saw.
14. Escape from the bullseye when the tree tips. 90% of accidents happen within 12 feet of the stump. Go more than 15 feet, and stay out of the bullseye until things stop falling.
15. Keep spectators away more than twice the height of the tree in the direction it will fall.
16. Don't cut alone.
17. Keep your body and the swamper's out of the line of the bar in case of a kickback.
18. Set the brake when taking over two steps or when moving through tripping hazards. Keep your trigger finger off of the throttle when you are moving.
19. DO NOT operate a chainsaw from a ladder! Operating with your feet off the ground requires special training.
20. Do not cut above your shoulders.
21. Springpoles must be shaved on the inside of the apex between the ascending and descending sides. If the apex is higher than you shoulders, stand under the springpole and cut it low on the descending side. It will release upward, away from you.Leaning and heavily loaded poles that are too small to bore cut for a hinge should be shaved on the compressed side until they fold.
22. Do not cut a tree that is holding up a lodged tree. Do not work under a lodged tree. Think about a mouse trying to steal the cheese out of a trap.
23. Instruct your swampers and helpers to NEVER approach you from behind or the sides to within the reach of your saw when you are cutting. If you pull out of a cut with the chain running, or have a severe kickback, the swamper can be killed if he is coming up behind you!
24!! Quit When You Are Tired!
25!! Pause and review; reflect, when you are being pushed. You may be pushed into danger. Do not let pressure cause you to ignore safety rules!
Cutting dead and rotten trees is extremely risky, and your safety always comes down to basics and following the rules. Build a good hinge, even if there is just a thin shell to work with. Support the back side of the hinge with wedges if the tree is punky or hollow before you cut out the back. Don't fight side lean or back lean when cutting unsound trees. Release it quickly and get away from the stump. Tell your co-workers what your steps are before you crank your saw. You will live long.
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