For a variety of reasons, we will never use chainsaws on our trips. It's a really bad choice for chronic trespassers like us because nothing gets a landowner moving faster than firing up a chainsaw on his property. Aesthetics and alcohol are two more good reasons. Thus we spent years cutting up firewood with a sminchy little bow saw before the idea of a two-man crosscut saw hit us over the head like a Nine Man Log.
The crosscut saw era had a memorable beginning for us. When we put out a call for leads to find one, Roy said he had his grandfather's saw in the attic somewhere he had been saving for sentimental reasons. So the first trip with a big saw was on Dale Hollow Lake in 2008.
Most of you know the rest of the story. When the first log was cut and a piece fell to the ground, the cross section had Roy's name clearly written inside.
That is some freaky sword-in-the-stone type stuff right there. Especially when you're on a creepy island in the middle of the wilderness.
We eventually moved on to a modern, professional-grade lumberjack saw and it's been a huge success story ever since. It changes the kind of fires we can have, and for how long (all night) and the way we cook. Pretty much every time it slices through a big log, someone inevitably says "like butter." Which tells you all you need to know about how well it works.
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