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Trail’s Open

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I have been waiting for the ground to thaw in order to clear the remaining sections of the downed tree laying across my new trail, but other things have commanded my attention. Each day, the project was on my agenda, but something else got first priority.

On Saturday, after I dragged my butt home from the bike ride, I refueled with some lunch with Cyndie. Rallying our energies after the midday meal, we set out to tackle separate chores. She was going to brush the horses, and I wanted to chainsaw a downed tree in our woods so I could continue chipping branches in that area. I also wanted to do some manure management and then take on the tree across the trail.

Cyndie suggested it sounded like I might be setting my goals a little high, especially after how drained I was when I got home.

She was dead on.

I barely summoned enough energy to finish chainsawing that downed tree. I was running on fumes as I lumbered around cleaning up and putting things away. Before calling it a day and heading in, I checked with Cyndie at the barn and offered to go get Delilah and take her for a walk.

Delilah had been on a “time out” inside all afternoon after running away from Cyndie into the woods while I was on my bike ride.

The dog and I headed out along my new trail. As we approached the downed tree, Delilah went around to the right and I hopped over toward the left. I landed on a piece that suddenly shifted. The ground had thawed enough to free the wood from its grip!

I couldn’t resist. The opportunity gave me renewed energy, so I hooked Delilah’s leash to a small tree and went to work on it. One after another the pieces of the tree came out of the ground and I was able to push them off the trail.

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I moved everything except the little piece that I determined was actually the stump of a small tree right in the way. That would require more attention than I was ready to give in that moment.

On Sunday, Mary and Tim stopped by for a short visit and on our way back from checking out our new chicks, I took them over to see my big accomplishment on the trail.

As I was telling them the story of that remaining stump, I kicked at it to demonstrate how solid it was.

It moved.

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Turned out it had just been frozen solid all along.

It was a little embarrassing, but that emotion was quickly overridden by the thrill of being able to simply move the obstruction aside.

The trail is now open for business.

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Written by johnwhays

April 4, 2017 at 6:00 am

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