There’s been a tree down at the Country Club golf course that needed to come down. Everyone in this area knows Chad will cut trees for good lumberso someone told someone, who told someone and they’ve been asking Chad to cut that tree. Chad didn’t want to mess with the liability, real or perceived. He said he figured they would want the golf course left in pristine condition and the only way he could get to it, he’d leave ruts. I almost had to tall across the cart path and he was afraid it would break the concrete, and he didn’t want to deal with grinding the stump down so he kept telling them no. After a while, someone else agreed to filling in the ruts, fixing the cart path if it got cracked or broken and grinding down the stump so Chad cut the tree and has been working on getting it hauled off the last couple of days.
That tree is huge and it tested the limits of his little saw but he said it’s going to give him a whole lot of good lumber.
Twice he’s come in and asked for my car keys because he had to run down to the saw shop. The first time he went, I went with him because that’s the guy I like to change the oil in my car and my “maintenance required” light is on so it’s been 5,000 miles since my last oil change. With a round trip to Arkansas this week and a trip home to Texas, I’m happy to get Chris to change my oil and he can do it tomorrow.
I love seeing him with such a wholesome hobby and working so hard to get “free” wood. He’s headed up to the sawmill with these big hunks of tree and he’s hoping they will cut it up while he waits . . but he said he would be surprised if they do it. So, he will either come home with lumber or not!