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Saturday, October 30, 2010
I thought I would go check some of the portion of North Country Trail that I maintain, this afternoon. My plan was to walk a 3-mile section. The blazes need re-painting, but I wasn't really up for that. I thought I'd just check for damage from the windstorm and flip dead stuff off the pathway. I was only a few hundred yards into the section when I encountered this.
OK, no problem. I pulled out my 24" bow saw, and got rid of this problem without too much trouble. Just a little bit farther on I found another similar tree, but it was a little bigger. OK, I was able to cut that one out too, but it was about as large as I could do with the saw I had. The piece I had to roll out of the trail was pretty heavy too... oak.
This section of trail follows an old railroad bed (can you tell?), and there are five little bridges. When I reached the second one... uh oh! I forgot to take a picture of what it looked like at first. A huge maple tree had fallen, and the top was spread across this bridge. I took this picture when I had already cleared half of it.
It took me 90 minutes just to cut out all of this tree top. Maggie couldn't figure out why we were staying in one place. She doesn't like doing trail work very much. She'd rather walk. So, all the walking we did was a half-mile, to the end of the rail grade and then back to the car. I wonder how bad the rest of my section is. I'll have to try to get back there this week.