It is a fact universally acknowledged, that a man in possession of seven acres of woodland must be in want of a chainsaw (I know… sorry). Thus there have been numerous chainsaw related conversations since arrival at the farmlet and taking over management of the Seven Acre Wood.
Large and small, petrol and electric, have all been duly considered, with the Forbearing Husband favouring the Stihl MS251C. Sadly for him I was blessed with a vivid imagination, and after picturing all kinds of terrifying blood-spurting, limb-detaching scenarios I’ve vetoed that purchase until completion of a chainsaw safety course*. In the meantime we agreed on a smaller and cheaper ‘starter’ level
amputation device chainsaw.
This model was recommended by The Horsewoman, who also has a healthy fear of items with appendage severing potential. She got one for Christmas and says it’s a breeze to start, easily managed by a beginner, and is her new favorite farming tool. The Forbearing Husband is off to buy chainsaw chaps and we are booked in with our friend The Gentleman Farmer of Paparoa for a day of tuition on safe chainsaw use.
* Actually Forbearing Husband was totally in agreement about the safety course. He’s sensible like that.