Wait a minute, where’s the fun??
This is one of those articles that I thought sure someone would write about, but I have looked through a lot of the back issues of the various out here rural magazines that we collect and haven’t seen anything that gets into the fine art of trail blazing.
First, we need to define what is trail blazing and why would we go there in the first place? The answer is that it’s a matter of good stewardship of your land to be able to get to any part of it in a reasonable amount of time. For example, if a space shuttle blew up on reentry into the earth’s atmosphere, there was difficulty, depending on area, getting to where debris had fallen because some places in our area were relatively open while others were not. Another fine reason to get to all parts of your land?Sure! Making sure your fences are in place and your property lines are being subjected to periodic “drift”.
Now, if you own a home which sits on a regular lot, in a regular neighborhood, this may sound far-fetched, but out here in the boonies (where we don’t have DSL yet despite 4-years of promises from the local telco – Sprint) we really worry about such things.
When Elaine and I recently moved back to ouor homestead from Los Angeles, my brother in law, an ex-Special Forces man, was perfectly comfortable going anywhere on the land he might desire. A few ticks here, a snake there, well, those were no concern of his. If the snake was big enough, it might look like dinner to him. But not to Elaine and me. We’d like to have something to really enjoy walking.
On the day when I was doing the trail blazing you’ll see as we go, it was sort of warmish for November, but not in the record books. More important, we had several days of cooler and wetter weather ahead of our trail blazing, so there was somewhat less risk of fire being accidentally started.
In order to go blazing trails in the fashion we like to see on our property, we set up some mental picture of what the finished project should look like. At a minimum, we want to have a trail that is wide enough for our riding lawnmower (42 inches worth) to ride around the property on a year round basis and then be able to keep it trimmed up and walkable. To do the actual work we enlisted the help of our neighbor with a tractor and a 5′ brush hog.
For those not familiar with life in the outback, the Brush Hog is a very hefty version of the rotary lawn mower. Sort of like a Toro on steroids. There’s a big blade which weights a lot (upwards of 60-70 pounds I reckon) and it’s powered directly by the power take off (PTO) on the rear of the neighbor’s tractor. We crossed the neighbor’s palm with a couple of bucks for his trouble – Federal Reserve Note bucks – not the deer kind.
The tools for the day were:
25 HP diesel tractor with front end load, brush hog and driver
18 HP riding mower with special equipment (Kevlar belts and blades that could get hurt without my whining)
Bar oil, gas, chainsaw wrench, screwdriver for chain adjusting
Shotgun and shells for wild thingies that bite and slither
Respirator (dust? Oh yeah, this is dusty damn work)
Pointy toed boots – this was done in Texas, fer cryin’ out loud
And Beers and BBQ at the end of the trail
As it turned out, the first day of the Trail Blazing was done on the same day that the local volunteer fire department was holding a fund raising BBQ. What perfect timing. So then it was time to “gear up.”
This is what a properly outfitted trail blazer looks like. Notice that the hat is orange because the trail was blazer in deer season. Now, how could a hunter miss the sound of a wildly driver garden tractor and a diesel with a brush hog, not to mention the sound of a chain saw going off every now and then, is beyond me, but I take no chances unless I have to, so orange hat it was.
Then there’s the gloves. You want to wear a long sleeve shirt and glove because even though the ticks are mostly gone at this time of the year, and rumors are that wearing fabric softener sheets keeps ’em off, again, we take no chances.
Another fine point is that I don’t use those flimsy little sissy paper respirator things that are paper and cost 99-cents for a package of 300. No sir. Down here, we want to get as much of the crap out of the air as we can, so we get a proper paint respirator which helps the asthma from being too bad.
Although there are warnings on my Benedryl saying do not operate heavy machinery, I was having enough of a tough time with the lungs that I took half a pill (12.5 mg) and a hit off the inhaler (Albuterol) before heading to the deep woods. Hey! I only operating a chainsaw – not a self feeding chipper. No, not wise, but considering the option was no trail, or turning, blue, I chose the drugs and went to work.
The general plan was to go around the perimeter of the property, and as you’ll see in this next picture, the trail came out pretty nice. This is what it looks like along the south fence line:
A little further along, we ran into the part of the property which has a couple of washes, one of which has a small spring in it. These we had to work around with the trail:
You can see some logs were put in along the fence line. The idea of the logs was to slow down the erosion process a bit, give the critters somewhere to hang out, and afford the brave fence line maintenance persons to go along and work on that as need arose.
The general land we went through was a variation of this stuff – which is nice, but looks much nicer when trimmed up and looking more like a State Park:
Again, one of the things to do, even if you don’t have barbed wire on all sides of your land is to make sure that there are fence posts (white tops make them visible) so you don’t have to get the land surveyed. Three years ago a survey was about $100 per acres, and it runs more than that most places today, with surveyors charging not only for their time, but also for the difficulty of the terrain. If you’re going to get 40 acres of square level pasture surveyed, it’s not nearly the task that 13 acres of rugged woods is. This is looking up a small part of the north fence line…Fence/survey stake is circled…
A lot of places that you’ll run into won’t need the horsepower of the big tractor and the Brush Hog, but they will be just perfect for the riding lawn mower.
Now, again, this is not something that Huskee, Yard Machines, or anyone else will sanction. But I can tell you from personal experience that I have beat the living beJesus out of the lawn tractor, opening up trails like the one below (which is along the fence separating the garden and north field from the yard around the house). One of my next projects will be to trim off all the lower limbs up to about 8 feet, or so, which will encourage more of the Bermuda grass to come in. The grass likes more light. The deer seem to like that and the ryes and clovers that some with it.
Speaking of the deer, that area of trees in the upper left of the picture above is left pretty much untouched. We can get to it from the road side if we have to, or from the power line right of way which is trimmed down now. But we do leave a fair amount of the property in its natural state so the animals can come and go as they want. Even with a fence as low as this one, which is more decorative than anything, we took out a section by the garden so the deer could get through. The older does don’t have a problem jumping it, but the fawns still run halfway across the yard to take the “no jumping required” route. Fine.
You can see more of the kind of “needle and scrub” clearing that was done coming down from the north side through the stand of pines in this shot. But like I said, the one thing you better be ready to do is step up and buy a new set of blades for the lawn tractor once you get a trail punched in. This set of blades was pretty well beat to hell and if we hadn’t stepped up to the Kevlar belts last year, we would have been replacing them too.
So that’s it – a couple of Saturdays, about $150 in materials and bribes – and oh, by the way, did I mention wear and tear on the chainsaw? When you’re cutting briar patches down (which you’ll want to do because the vines will kill the “good trees” like the oaks and such, the chain will often get twisted one way or the other. A half hour with the Dremel tool put the guides right…
If you ever get your own place out in the woods, here’s a dandy tip from he Voice of Experience. Don’t ever let the trail get away from you. Keep it up no matter what! It’s a 24-karat hunk of snot to get it put back in shape again. Even if you don’t use an inhaler.