My Woodsplitter Goes To Eleven: Part 8: Pics Or It Didn’t Happen

Some photos. I accept in advance the irony of being a man who makes fun of people putting their lunch on social media yet posts photos of firewood and flat tires.

A modest trailer load of small "cookies". Taking the cookie to the splitter will never wear out your splitter tires.

A modest trailer load of small “cookies”. Taking the cookie to the splitter will never wear out your splitter tires. Also, loading a small trailer means you don’t have to lift the weight so high.

A modest truckload of medium cookies. No biggie but after a couple truckloads I start needing Ibuprofen. (Nothing says "classy" like a bag of chicken feed tossed on top of firewood.)

A modest truckload of medium cookies. No biggie but after a couple truckloads I start needing Ibuprofen. (Nothing says “classy” like a bag of chicken feed tossed on top of firewood.) I often carry have a truck and trailer of firewood at the same time. I’m mystified why I have photos of little wood on the short trailer and heavier wood on the tall truck; hopefully they were taken on different days.

Little tires (no lug nuts!) are the work of Satan. In this example the tire has "popped a bead in low temperatures". This only seems to happen when the tire is parked many days in a row at temperatures around -25 or so. (If you plan properly you'll never be splitting wood in -25 weather anyway.) This photo is unrelated to the patch job I did before "the event".

Little tires (no lug nuts!) are the work of Satan. In this example the tire has “popped a bead in low temperatures”. This only seems to happen when the tire is parked many days in a row at temperatures around -25 or so. (If you plan properly you’ll never be splitting wood in -25 weather anyway.) This photo is unrelated to the patch job I did before “the event”.

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0 Responses to My Woodsplitter Goes To Eleven: Part 8: Pics Or It Didn’t Happen

  1. Mark Matis says:

    You could at least have put the cat under one of those log piles. Mankind would be far better off…
    }:-]

  2. Joel says:

    Wow, man, I would certainly class that as “Wheel not meant for the highway.” Does the next exciting episode involve you finding a way to upgrade the wheels/axle? Maybe mount the whole thing on a trailer body or something?

  3. Lyle Stout says:

    Can’t wait for the upgrade! I replaced 2 tires and one wheel on mine in 16 years. Nice picture of the fender “before.”

  4. Tennessee Budd says:

    Hey at least the feed is above, not below, the wood. That means you loaded it, not some idiot.
    Better flat tires & firewood than some grazer’s daily intake of clover, kale, & quinoa, or whatever’s the latest fad. ( If I cared, I’d feel good about so many recent findings. I’ve always believed cholesterol to be something cooked up by the health nuts, & therefore paid no mind.)
    Mr. Matis, you don’t know my cat. He’s wedge-shaped. I call him my “pit bull kitty”, & he’s as territorial as the canine ones. I had an APBT for the 16 years he lived, & pound-for-pound this thing is as strong. He is meaner, though. Cerberus was a sweetie; an 80-lb brindle fence-destroying sweetie, but a good dog. Cats are always meaner.
    Mudge, that bites. My trailer uses 4.80x12s, but at least they’re little 5-lugs. I remember from my misspent youth that you don’t really require the full complement in dire straits.

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