trees attacking bridges

December 22, 2011

We lose a couple of trees to wind (they turn into evil tree robots) every winter on the farm. Last year we had a pine tree take out some power lines and now we had a old rotten aspen score a direct hit on the bridge.

So far this year only a bridge has been a victim of the evil trees that fly on the high winds coming out of Hurricane Creek canyon, some of our neighbors have not been so lucky though.   The tree was mostly dead when I got to it otherwise it probably would have put up more of a fight while I cut it up.

A few hours with the saw and the aspen was reduced to rounds to be dried out for next winters fire place (while not the best firewood, robots still burn great).  There is only minimal damage to the bridge but we should probably have Zack and/or a structural engineer come out to the farm and look at it just to be safe.


We got a baby Woolly Mammoth as a early Christmas present, Holly had been acting kinda weird all morning so Bruce had me check on her mid-day and this is what I found standing (still wet) next to her in the middle of the field. The other cows seemed a little confused as to why a tiny cow fell out of Holly, but cows are easily confused.

Scottish Highland Cattle are a really hardy breed so even though it is not the most
Ideal time of year for a calf to be born he is doing well and getting fuzzier by the day.

He never gets to far from his mother and he will probably inherit her bad temper but for now he is as cute as a button.

I changed my trucks shoes to studs recently.  Wallowa county is one of the places in Oregon where studded tires actually make sense.  My two wheel drive truck is almost undrivable with out them nearly half of the year.

Maybe it’s my fault for living up here in the mountains but my truck gets great gas mileage and is the only one I’ve got. So until studded tires get banned in Oregon this is the little ritual I go through every year in November.