It took my truck 3 loads to bring a cord of firewood up to the house. The summer has been so nice we haven't had a fire yet. It took about all day to stack and organize the wood, in addition to making the trips out to a forest house outside of the towns of Nooksack and Everton, where an old guy in overalls was busy chopping and stacking what looked like the last piles of some 100 cords of firewood he had to sell. I asked him if he did it himself and he said yes. And I wasn't surprised that his torso was shaped like a V and his biceps cut from under his shirt.
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