One of the common springtime jobs is picking up the branches and twigs that have fallen into the yard. When your yard is 129 acres, this job goes to another level.
I’ve written before about our trails and how we haven’t done a great job of maintaining them. Early in the winter, a decent size tree came down right across the entry of the west trail.
Cleaning this up will be much more than just picking up sticks.
But for now, we’re letting fallen trees lie.
Last week, Baxter and I clambered over it to check out the rest of the trails.
This is actually a magic time to walk the trails. We’re not slogging through snow, wading through (much) water, battling masses of mosquitoes or dealing with overgrown grass and brush.
The trails are wet though. Matt and his Dad had laid a catwalk through the first marshy section, but it floated away a little while ago. We can sneak around on the right edge of the trail, but, of course, a tree has fallen to block the way. It’s a choice of hurdle or limbo and don’t fall in the water.
Farther along, we have an actual creek crossing. This section never ever dries up and will be deep and fast flowing in a few more weeks. As you can see, the catwalk in this area has also washed out.
The willow on the other side of the creek has lost a large limb.
Deeper into the woods, we climb to higher ground and the forest changes to evergreens–including new trees that have sprouted in the middle of the trail.
At the end of the trail, we reach the east boundary of our property. Looking to the north, somewhere on the other side of this marsh, is the other half of our trail network.
Baxter and I backtracked so that we could check it out too.
The east trail is not nearly as wet. There’s a creek at the entrance, but an old corduroy road topped with a plank makes crossing easy.
The east trail has the same tree issues as the west, though. We’ve had a super windy winter, so some fairly large trees have fallen.
I’m on the lookout for a brigade of forest rangers with chainsaws who want to give me a few weeks of free labour.
If they are wearing hip waders that would be great.
Bax and I did discover a few things that could help with our water issues.
At the edge of the back field are a couple of large piles of tires. Aren’t these ugly? I still think we could upgrade our catwalks using these as “piers” and laying skids across them to make a boardwalk.
Alternatively, we could channel the water with these culverts. I continue to be amazed at what’s been abandoned and dumped on the property.
For now, barring the arrival of any forest rangers, I’m happy to just enjoy the farm and our trails. And that’s my plan for the weekend.
What are your plans for the weekend? Do you do pick up sticks at your house in the spring?