Logs, Logs, Beautiful Logs

Once we decided to build a log home, we could never look at trees in the same way again. A stand of nice straight trees looked like a house to us. So to see these beautifully straight logs arrive yesterday was hugely exciting. The logger could not make the turn onto our road.

We had to hire another fellow to unload the logs at the end of our road. Thankfully our wonderful neighbors allowed us to stack them on their property.

                           

After the first load of thirty logs were unloaded, they had to brought up to our home pad one log at a time, carefully balanced by one lifting strap.

                          

The logs are now on racks next to our homepad ready to be peeled. Well close to a third of them anyway. Our logger was supposed to bring two loads yesterday, but his skidder broke down. It looks like it will be the end of next week before he is back in business. The Lord is giving us plenty to pray about for Billy.

                         

Today Blane and Blane, Jr. are clearing a few more areas to rack some more logs and I am sure they will peel a log or two.