A bit ago, I mentioned dad got a shed full of wood for $50.
He’s already made three trips.
Over the course of a month.
He’s got at least two more.
That’s a lot of lumber. Even dad says it’s, “more lumber than I have projects to do with it.”
Now that’s saying something!
“Don’t you ever get nervous about how low it’s hanging?” I asked him. Continue reading “Transporting wood, the redneck way”