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Welcome to my little corner of the inter-webs! I just wanted to take this space to warn you that my posts will rarely be up to date. Due to the spontaneity of natural disasters and the unpredictability of when AmeriCorps' services will be requested I will be digitizing my journal entries whenever we return to St. Louis. Oh, and most of the pictures you see here were taken by myself. If ever I do use someone else's material I make a point to give them due credit though! That said, come, leave comments and be merry! I hope you enjoy your stay!

Friday, January 24, 2014

Current River - 1/16

I think I am allergic to gold plating or gold paint (or both).  I had Dalton’s gold scrench secured to my wrist for 15 to 20 minutes and I have since developed a very itchy rash in the same spot.  Non-coincidentally, my dress belt for half an age had gold paint on the buckle and I always had rashes appear in that area growing up.  The thing I’m worried about is that maybe I’m allergic to a particular metal as the metal on my belt out here also produces a minor irritation.  That would explain why rashes tend to appear more often in the colder months as I switch to longer pants that either require a belt or have a metal button.  Hopefully it is just the gold coating.  On the bright side, my shin is doing just fine!

I took down 20 Red Cedars today!  Technically it was more like 35, but we are only allowed to count our trees that are big enough for face cuts (4 inches in diameter).  My jump in production was due to me chainsawing for the majority of the day and I don’t think I will have that opportunity again, but we’ll see!  I’ve developed this interesting ability when it comes to felling Cedars—I call it the delayed fall.  Yesterday I had a good face cut and a pretty good back cut (2 quarter cuts) but the tree wouldn’t budge.  Both wedges were in and I was hesitant to saw anymore of the holding wood as there was next to none left, but it looked like that was what I was going to have to do.  So I had Brad, my look out, go and get my chainsaw more gas while I kept watch on the tree.  Right when he got back with the gas the tree went down.  Same sort of delay has happened to me twice since then.  Weird.  Maybe I am some kind of chainsaw demi-god.


Sorry all, I can’t stop thinking about how itchy my wrist is.  I will part you with this newsflash.  This just in, we have cut over 200 Red Cedars in 3 days.  We are getting things done!  Hope you are all doing well and I will write to you again soon if I don’t gnaw my hand off first.






Next up, our fearless leader: Dalton.  These moments in time were captured by me.  

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