Yammering On

I have been concerned about how I have been describing the harsh winter weather we had. I have heard other farmers, loggers, neighbors and city folk talking about the same winter I had, and they agree that it was a tough season but they don’t talk about the amount of damage that is noticeable around here.

Until I went to a meeting of our local chapter of the Oregon Small Woodland Association (for you jokesters, this means private woodland owners not small landowners). There is a yearly gathering  held to see first-hand how a neighbor is working their tract of timberland. It is a jam-packed day of tours through the woods with professionals like Foresters, Naturalists, Arborists and Conservationists. Continue reading

A Request For Help Continued

Continued from June 1 post…

When the downed trees blocked our path, we took off on foot to walk the last leg before we could get to our woods. We had a choice at this point to walk up a fairly steep hill through Weyerhauser trees to get to the back side of our property, or to walk on the logging road with a more comfortable grade but more downed trees to step through and around. We picked walking the road to get a little closer to our woods before stepping off into the forest. Continue reading

A Request For Help

 

This past winter sure did quite a bit of damage in our forests around the area. The months of heavy rain caused landslides and softened the footings for the trees. An extremely heavy snow fall broke tops off of some trees and laid some trees right over from the weight, the root-ball lifted right out of the ground because of the amount of rain. Then the quick and dangerous windstorm we had trees toppling and tops broken out and strewn across the woods. Continue reading

Yes They Were That Close

Looking out my front room window, just beyond my garden, a herd of 22 elk grazed and played in one of the fields Mike had just coated with lime.

A herd of elk just beyond the garden space.In the foreground you can see my young fruit trees and some of the elk were eyeing the green grass around my trees.

I had to have a stern talk with my farm dogs, they had not made a single noise all morning with this herd encroaching so close to the house. The dogs have the job to alert us of intruders and this herd could cause major damage to the trees, strawberries, cane berries and all the other plants that have new spring growth. If the herd bounced through the garden area, the footy prints would not only leave big impressions, but would chew up the turf I have growing as a cover crop to maintain healthy soil.

Mike came to the rescue and scared the herd off for now. I’m sure the neighbors are a little miffed about that.

Manual Labor

There is no easy way to clean out the muck, silt and debris off the barb wire fences that were flooded back in December.

Large logs had to be rolled away from the fence and even a washed in picnic table had to be removed. Mike and Josh spent several hours digging with shovel and with gloved hands to expose the wires before being able to fix the fence back to an upright position.

The silt was a gooey mess and made it difficult to work around the pokey wires. Blood was spilled during the day but most of us made it out unscathed this time. Many more areas still need repair before we can move the cows to forage in this field.

 

Ghost Tree

One tree sitting near the base of the hillside has turned a ghostly hue. It was about 25 years old.  It died last fall with all the stress of a brutal summer, yet all the needles are still in tack turning the tree into a mere shell of what it once was.

When walking over the property the other day, we noticed several trees that were affected by last years long, dry summer. There were also many large trees down farther up the hillside that went down during the high wind event in December.

It will take several years to get all the damage cleaned up.