Our plan to order another truckload of logs came to a screeching halt the morning I called to place the order and arrange for a delivery date. There had been, the receptionist told me, some changes in load size, pricing, and availability since our previous order.
She wasn’t kidding.
Not only had the number of logs in each truckload been reduced… the price had been increased… making the price per cord almost double what we had paid before. And the final kicker… it had been such a wet spring, she said, they were having trouble getting the heavy machinery into the woods, and she wanted me to be aware that they probably would not have logs for sale again until another year.
So much for that idea.
Finding another source of firewood turned out to be extremely difficult because we are not willing to buy from individuals or companies who are involved in clear cutting. We’ve watched as several old properties in our area have been sold, the previously beautiful wooded areas clear cut, and every living thing for acre after acre destroyed. It hurts to even look at what those horribly destructive machines have done.
So we’re not about to encourage clear cutting by purchasing firewood from someone involved in this type of logging. Unfortunately, we soon discovered that almost all of the logs and firewood for sale in this area were originally harvested by one of these clear cutting operations.
It was looking like we might be in for a long, cold winter!
And then… finally… one of my phone calls reached a man who hates the clear cutting as much as we do. He takes pride in doing only selective cutting and doing it right… leaving the forest in better condition than when he and his helper come in to cut. He told me he prices by the load… not by the cord… and that each truckload of firewood would be a generous one. He delivered an evaluation load first (this, he said, was his policy with a new customer), and then he delivered seven more. These photographs are of the first three loads, cut, split, and ready to be stacked.
In the end, standing up for what we believed really paid off. We got some really great firewood… and more than we had expected.
After the wood was all stacked, we discovered that each “cord” load this man had delivered was almost a cord and a half!