That went well.

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I cut some of the logs on my own, after reviewing a ton of online information, reading through the manual, and a bit of hemming and hawing. I think the chainsaw gets a really bad reputation, in my book, for mostly boogeyman things. Sure, a chainsaw could easily kill. So can a big rock. And often, what they have in common, is... operator error. Much like guns to those not initiated. On the flip side, I did see things I shouldn't have done. And... I noted them carefully, grateful for no serious issues. Small logs, level ground, and an absolute paying of attention can allow some tomfoolery. However, I don't wish to continue doing the wrong thing. Mark it, change the behavior, and move on.

My neighbor showed up and gave it a shot. I think he liked it a lot. While this saw has a lot of power it is extremely controllable. At 13.7 pounds full of fluids it was a breeze to use, balancing well, cutting easily, and just doing what it was supposed to do. I could have done more cutting but I just wanted to give it a bit of a go, not... just diving in. Tomorrow being Sunday I will not be using it. I don't have anything else until Tuesday, so I will be out there Monday. I may only cut half of what is left, saving the last bit for Wednesday. Just to give me perspective over time. Yeah, I suppose I have an odd way. But when that pile is gone, I am out until I figure out how to climb into the trees, get branches out without killing myself or losing the saw or both, before I can have more wood to cut.

Oh, by the way, this is the longest foray into daylight I have made in... at least months. Not bad, all around. A very good day. I am going to try to make it to 22:00. Tomorrow I have been invited to Easter dinner with the folks who invited me out for Christmas dinner! I... completely lost track and thought, somehow, Easter was in two weeks. I want to go to Church, either in the morning, or if available and preferably in the afternoon. I'll have to check what services are available and when. I suppose I do really lose track of things, sometimes severely. Ah well, now I know.

Later.