Earlier in the season, Sam’s father, Chad, called me and asked if I wanted some kindling wood. Since I’d have to be a fool to say no, I replied in the affirmative. He instructed me to bring my truck up to his house for pickup, which I readily did. I came back with a load or two of cedar shingle cutoffs. Sam and his father mill very nice, high quality cedar shingles. One of the byproducts of those shingles are the cutoffs, or the edges that didn’t make the grade.
These seem like they’d be good to use as kindling to get a nice toasty fire going.
Another byproduct of the cedar shingle making operation is something called a “cookie.” Cookies are the butts of the actual cedar tree. I guess that, after falling the tree, you would want a nice clean piece of wood to mill. Since Chad didn’t want his cookies, he gave them to me and Sam continues to bring them down as he comes across them.
I figure I can use these cookies to get a bed of hot coals formed to put my hardwood on top of once the fire is cooking along.
Sam has brought me three loads of scrap wood now. He managed to get his hands on an old Jeep Cherokee that, according to him, is rather fun to drive around up on the logging roads. Since he and his father are building a camp up in the woods, Sam enjoys delivering the scraps to me. I’m happy to take them if he’s happy to bring them. Most of the scraps consist of cedar wood.
I’m not quite sure how much kindling I have, but I’m thinking it’s enough for this coming season. I also have two more bins inside to add to what I have in the garage. Here’s a wider angle of what I have there.
That, my friends, is all intended to ignite my firewood. Which is right here.
Do you think I have enough kindling?