|Project by Woodbutcher3||posted 09-03-2012 05:50 PM||2319 views||0 times favorited||12 comments|
Well, I can give a joke, I can take a joke, and I can poke fun at myself, too.
This isn’t a hugely creative project, but a fun one that tells a tale on me!
I went to visit my daughter and her family (Monte & 3 Grandkids, too) up in Indiana in May – a long way from VA – too far! My Son-In-Law, Monte, (his first name is Montgomery and my last name is Montgomery – how strange is that? And, oh yes, I am the Outlaw) is busy cleaning up the family farm they hope to some day move onto. So, he asked this old Marine along to give him a hand one day. We went over Saturday, after his work week and went about cleaning up downed trees and other wood that could be piled onto a great bon fire that would later be the hot dog on a stick grilling & picnic location.
After a few truckloads, tractor haulin’ and branch draggin’, we had a nice little pile. One of the trees was a huge pine that had fallen and still had all the browned needles on it. That was last on the pile. Well, when Monte lit that pine to start the fire, it about exploded and sent a huge fire ball up. I could only imagine what some of the wildfires out West were like at the time.
So, I was on firewatch (only really watching a fire – you military guys know what I mean) while Monte and Bill (his dad) went to do some other work. Hey, while I’m sittin’ there, I’ll clean up some other wood around the area. So, I’m pickin up scrapes and tossing them in. Might as well police the area – life long habits learned in the Corps. What are these 2×4s on the picnic table. Shoot, no one’s gonna need these short, funny lookin’ pieces. Looks like they’ve been sittin’ here on the picnic table for a while. Who’s gonna need these? Into the fire they go…..with all the other wood.
Well, by now you know I remanufactured something to replace what I pitched in the fire. Trouble was, no one labeled them and the word not to burn them didn’t get passed down the chain of command. Clean up, right? Exercise initiative. Leave an area better than you found it. Well, here’s some more wood to add…. Turns out those 2×4s supported the seats on the picnic table we were going to use during the hot dog cookout & picnic later that evening – which is when I found out I should have asked first.
So, I figured I better make a replacement set when I got home. The tablesaw made quick work of the 2×4 and a Fostner bit drilled the hole with 2×4s clamped end to end. Thus, two half holes got drilled at one time.
I painted them a nice bright green (I hope they don’t get lost in the grass) and stenciled “DO NOT BURN” in a nice bright red. I guess if they do go in the grass, someone might see that. Oh, and the next numbskull won’t toss them in the fire when he finds these on the picnic table – if he bothers to read them.
Oh, why are there two sets? Well, I covertly measured using a piece of whip cord off the weedwacker (didn’t have a tape measure) so I could go home and make the replacements. When I measured, I included the size of the pipe that would fit in the groove and marked that on the whip cord. So, I didn’t remember if the mark included the full length of the 2×4 or just up to the mark I’d made. Hopefull one set works.
I guess it’s real lucky I didn’t pitch the picnic table in, too, eh!
-- Rod ~ There's never enough time to finish a project, but there's always time to start another one.