Hi everybody, OK, I admit I've been lurking quite a while, well, almost forever actually, whilst building myself a new workshop but since I may be seeing light at the end of the tunnel now I thought it time to put up a bit about it. Lot of catching up to do, this will probably take several posts.
To start at the beginning ...
Once upon a time, there was a pleasant little garden behind the house and all was light and happy with Pimms in the summer sitting in the sun on a smallish lawn but then gradually darkness started spreading over the land ...
... as it got increasingly hidden from the light by the ever growing branches of the neighbours (4) Leylandii ...! In a garden maybe 30-35' wide, lower branches around 18' long were covering over half the (combined) garden. Looking out the back was a bit depressing to say the least as you can see from the photo, and that's taken from an upstairs window!. And of course a tree spreading over 30' at the base tends to be tall as well, in this case I estimated maybe 40' or more.
Fortunately, I love my little chainsaw (and its four larger siblings) so a deal was struck that the neighbour would let me cut them down for him for no charge (We can discuss another time if that was a good deal ...!) So, time to dig out the old climbing harness, get a few slings and a suitably hefty billhook and to start tunnelling my way up the inside of the trees, laying waste to all the horrible dead twiggery in the heart of Leylandii and clearing the trunk end of the limbs, gradually working my way upwards.
It really is interesting just how big the tree limbs you can cut through with a bit of nouse and a small 26cc 10" top handle chainsaw are. Not only that but make the wedge cuts right and you can drop them wherever you want. Remembering as you drop the lower limbs to leave enough protruding from the trunk to serve as climbing footholds is also a good idea - ask me how I know! Of course, trees being trees the branches hadn't confined themselves to spreading just one way so discussions were needed with other neighbours to allow access into their gardens to take down the limbs overhanging their land and in one case to climb up on the roof of their 'shed' to take down branches that were overhanging it as well! And all had to be done with out damage to anyone's property. Well, apart from the Leylandii of course, I could do as much damage as I wanted to them, and boy, did they deserve what they were getting. Delimbing with the small top handle saw had to be followed with breaking out the bigger ones. Sometimes it seems 10" just isn't enough ...
OK, takes a while, but the scars on my forearms from climbing up through the dead heart of the Leylandii all healed pretty well and even fairly quickly and to be honest it's quite good fun dropping first all the tree limbs then taking down the main trunk in pieces that will fit into the small garden area available to drop them into.
But .... the scars on my soul from then having to deal with the trees once cut up and lying on the ground run much deeper. It is amazing, or at least it was to me at the time, just how much bigger a tree in many pieces on the ground looks than one standing straight up. Of course the obvious way to deal with the detritus is to hire a big wood chipper, and truck then bish, bash, bosh, everything sorted in a couple of days. Well, that would be the obvious thing to do unless of course the only access to the back garden from the street is through a tunnel between the middle two houses of a 4 house terrace. A tunnel less than 5' wide and even narrower if you make allowance, as you probably should if planning to drag large tree parts through it, for the gas meter and supply which is on the side wall. Did I forget to mention that bit? (Bear that in mind, it will reappear in the story later)
That meant everything had to be dealt with in situ, or at least by being cut into small enough bits to be bagged up and carried out. Bucking the tree limbs on the ground was straightfoward enough, as was cutting them into pieces small enough to be easily lifted and a lot went into creating a mega sized woodpile. Just in time for my local council to ban new woodburning stoves without planning permission. Ho hum ...so it looks like I'm set for Guy Fawkes night for the next half century or so. Meantime, all the rest of the branches, maybe 1" diameter or less got turned into bits with a (borrowed small) garden shredder, bagged up and generously given, out of the goodness of my heart naturally, to a number of friends as an 'all natural organic weed suppressing mulch'. Well, be fair, what else can be done with a pile of shredded Leylandii bits 12' long, 4' deep and about 4' high? Answers please, on a postcard (to any address except mine ...)
Eventually though the day dawned when I made the, by then surprising, discovery of actual, solid ground beneath the endless tree bits, oh frabjous day, oh kaloo, kalay! (Woodpile at the far end, it's about 6' deep!)
Time then to start digging out for the foundations. Now this is where it all gets a bit complicated as the plan was, well still is, for a multifunctional workshop where I could work on my motorcycles as required as well as have a decent metal working shop the rest of the time. And all in less than 15 m^2 and less than 2.5m high of course, which means going down into the ground a bit as well as up. But this post is already long enough so if anyone is still reading, until next time ...
(Now, bearing in mind this is my first time posting, feel free to let me know if I should do some things differently, e.g. are the pictures too large, am I being too verbose, or is this all as boring as all my colleagues at work find it now after living with it on a day by day basis for far too long!) Thanks., hope this posts as I want it to.
To start at the beginning ...
Once upon a time, there was a pleasant little garden behind the house and all was light and happy with Pimms in the summer sitting in the sun on a smallish lawn but then gradually darkness started spreading over the land ...
... as it got increasingly hidden from the light by the ever growing branches of the neighbours (4) Leylandii ...! In a garden maybe 30-35' wide, lower branches around 18' long were covering over half the (combined) garden. Looking out the back was a bit depressing to say the least as you can see from the photo, and that's taken from an upstairs window!. And of course a tree spreading over 30' at the base tends to be tall as well, in this case I estimated maybe 40' or more.
Fortunately, I love my little chainsaw (and its four larger siblings) so a deal was struck that the neighbour would let me cut them down for him for no charge (We can discuss another time if that was a good deal ...!) So, time to dig out the old climbing harness, get a few slings and a suitably hefty billhook and to start tunnelling my way up the inside of the trees, laying waste to all the horrible dead twiggery in the heart of Leylandii and clearing the trunk end of the limbs, gradually working my way upwards.
It really is interesting just how big the tree limbs you can cut through with a bit of nouse and a small 26cc 10" top handle chainsaw are. Not only that but make the wedge cuts right and you can drop them wherever you want. Remembering as you drop the lower limbs to leave enough protruding from the trunk to serve as climbing footholds is also a good idea - ask me how I know! Of course, trees being trees the branches hadn't confined themselves to spreading just one way so discussions were needed with other neighbours to allow access into their gardens to take down the limbs overhanging their land and in one case to climb up on the roof of their 'shed' to take down branches that were overhanging it as well! And all had to be done with out damage to anyone's property. Well, apart from the Leylandii of course, I could do as much damage as I wanted to them, and boy, did they deserve what they were getting. Delimbing with the small top handle saw had to be followed with breaking out the bigger ones. Sometimes it seems 10" just isn't enough ...
OK, takes a while, but the scars on my forearms from climbing up through the dead heart of the Leylandii all healed pretty well and even fairly quickly and to be honest it's quite good fun dropping first all the tree limbs then taking down the main trunk in pieces that will fit into the small garden area available to drop them into.
But .... the scars on my soul from then having to deal with the trees once cut up and lying on the ground run much deeper. It is amazing, or at least it was to me at the time, just how much bigger a tree in many pieces on the ground looks than one standing straight up. Of course the obvious way to deal with the detritus is to hire a big wood chipper, and truck then bish, bash, bosh, everything sorted in a couple of days. Well, that would be the obvious thing to do unless of course the only access to the back garden from the street is through a tunnel between the middle two houses of a 4 house terrace. A tunnel less than 5' wide and even narrower if you make allowance, as you probably should if planning to drag large tree parts through it, for the gas meter and supply which is on the side wall. Did I forget to mention that bit? (Bear that in mind, it will reappear in the story later)
That meant everything had to be dealt with in situ, or at least by being cut into small enough bits to be bagged up and carried out. Bucking the tree limbs on the ground was straightfoward enough, as was cutting them into pieces small enough to be easily lifted and a lot went into creating a mega sized woodpile. Just in time for my local council to ban new woodburning stoves without planning permission. Ho hum ...so it looks like I'm set for Guy Fawkes night for the next half century or so. Meantime, all the rest of the branches, maybe 1" diameter or less got turned into bits with a (borrowed small) garden shredder, bagged up and generously given, out of the goodness of my heart naturally, to a number of friends as an 'all natural organic weed suppressing mulch'. Well, be fair, what else can be done with a pile of shredded Leylandii bits 12' long, 4' deep and about 4' high? Answers please, on a postcard (to any address except mine ...)
Eventually though the day dawned when I made the, by then surprising, discovery of actual, solid ground beneath the endless tree bits, oh frabjous day, oh kaloo, kalay! (Woodpile at the far end, it's about 6' deep!)
Time then to start digging out for the foundations. Now this is where it all gets a bit complicated as the plan was, well still is, for a multifunctional workshop where I could work on my motorcycles as required as well as have a decent metal working shop the rest of the time. And all in less than 15 m^2 and less than 2.5m high of course, which means going down into the ground a bit as well as up. But this post is already long enough so if anyone is still reading, until next time ...
(Now, bearing in mind this is my first time posting, feel free to let me know if I should do some things differently, e.g. are the pictures too large, am I being too verbose, or is this all as boring as all my colleagues at work find it now after living with it on a day by day basis for far too long!) Thanks., hope this posts as I want it to.