Planting Seeds

Quiet today. I don’t know if it was the light snow coming down or some other atmospheric phenomenon; but I didn’t hear the highway or the snowmobile trails. I did finally hear a raven, saw one deer and one grouse on my way in and out.

I was bent over when I was working, so all I saw was brush and all I heard was my loppers.

I skied (straight purple wax) and flagged the rest of the woods trail from where I had stopped last week, on to the RR grade. I cut the light brush to the grade. There’s a pile of small trees left to cut with a chainsaw.

Then we enter the clear-cut zone where there will be lots of brush; but very few trees. That will be just about another half a mile section. From the end of the clear cut, we will use old Brackett roads through the hardwood all the way to Hoyt Rd.

I am, however sick of it. When Johnathon worked with me one afternoon, we made tremendous progress through a thick, nasty section. I’m thinking it would be nice to have few more people out there now and punch the darn trail through.

We’d have to pick our day. I don’t expect folks to tromp out there when we have the BIG COLD they say is coming; but if you’d like to do some work on snowshoes and help finalize this iteration of this important link on Uller, contact us. You don’t need to be a chainsaw-er, throwing the cuts off the trail and just being out there packing snow on your snowshoes is a huge help.

Not that I mind the quiet. I promise I won’t talk the nose off your face. -CZ