The larger trunk is going to take some thinking and care. I start by leveling off the felling hinge. The tree was cut down two years ago so the wood is dry and cuts with ease. Yeah right, I hear metal on metal and the chain comes apart. I've worn chains out, and I've dulled the crap out of them, but this is a first. The tree was 50 to 75 years old and on a fenceline. I'll bet there is a steel fencepost the tree grew around.
I had a new chain available, so that was not a problem.
Then I get the tractor and load those 2, 16 inch rounds into the frontend loader and head to the wood splitting pile and roll bucket to drop the logs. Hydraulic fluid starts spraying out of a hose on the loader. Let's just say, I said some things in a few languages, that I shouldn't say.
I take off the offending hose and head the service department of the tractor shop in the next town. It took all of 5 minutes to make another one and was not all that expensive.
Okay, all's well right? You don't know me, do you?
I'm on the way home and my cell demands my attention. A delivery truck has arrived and managed to back up too far and is now stuck on a snow-covered muddy slope to my lower field, while partially blocking my driveway.
When I get home, I put the new hose on the tractor in a few minutes, fire it up and with a log chain, pull her out of my newly chewed up and muddy lower field.
The good news is I still have all my fingers and toes.