Wow, just like me to take off and leave the HogBlog unattended for three days or so, huh? What can I say? I usually like to do a post to let folks know I’m on the road, but this weekend kinda raced right up on me and got here before I was ready.
So I made a run up to Coon Camp Springs for a work weekend from Friday through Sunday. (If you don’t know about Coon Camp Springs, you can check the site link, or go read my post about the project, and about Dave, the guy whose vision is driving this thing.) The last couple of years I tried to get up there at least once a month during the late spring and summer, but this year with all the other things I’ve had going on, plus the cost of fuel… well, I just couldn’t get up there until now. Fortunately, Dave’s been up there a lot and has really done an impressive amount of work, both on the camp and the habitat.
The key objective for this weekend was to limb and haul some junipers that Dave and the forester felled in one of the aspen groves. We needed to get these trees out and disturb the ground some to encourage the aspens to spread. Aspen groves are in serious decline in CA, so having these on the property is a real bonus, and helping them grow and thrive is one of the important goals of the restoration project.
So a couple of things should be noted. First, getting volunteers up to the property for a work weekend is always a real challenge. For many reasons, not the least of which is the time and cost involved in getting there, folks just don’t turn out in droves when we need some work. Even though the cost of your fuel is deductible (I mentioned that Coon Camp Springs is a charitable organization, right?), it’s still a pretty rough trip for a weekend.
Also, this past weekend in particular was the archery opener for deer in many of the CA zones, and since most of our potential volunteers are also hunters, there was a very real conflict.
So it was really great to get this weekend rolling with 10 people on-hand to tackle the work. Unfortunately, after seeing what needed to be done, we really needed about three times that many. Dave and Tim had cut down about 35 BIG juniper trees. If you’ve never dealt with junipers, you should know that they’re really tough trees with limbs that come out at all angles and spread over the ground to form a pretty dense canopy. To limb a single large tree is no mean feat, especially when the tree has already been felled. To limb 35, AND to haul the cut limbs down off of the ridge is far more than 10 of us could have accomplished in a single day.
But we gave it our best shot, and managed to make a good start before we started experiencing equipment breakdowns.
The first to go was Dave’s chainsaw. Something happened to the bar and chain, and the chain wouldn’t turn unless he loosened the housing bolts…an unsafe situation. Next, Dave’s truck went down, the victim of sage branch breaking the transmission line from the cooler to the tranny. And then my brand new chainsaw went south too! Still, we made a day of it, cutting and hauling until we were all covered in grime, sawdust, and juniper needles (wicked, hateful little things that itch their way down your shirt and end up in all kinds of crevices and crannies).
The killer of killers was, after we wrapped up work for the day, we returned to camp sweaty, dirty, and tired, looking forward to nice, hot showers, only to find that one of the hoses had worked loose from the water pump, and the entire 220 gallon tank had drained onto the ground. Dave and one of our volunteers had to load the spare tank and drive down to the CDF (CalFire) station to refill the tank, then come back and pump the water back into the reservoir.
Of course, while we always work hard at Coon Camp Springs, we also eat pretty well. Saturday night we feasted on smoked wild pork and fallow deer ribs, paired with fresh vegetables from Dave’s little garden. We even had dessert on the menu… plums in port sauce and vanilla ice cream, but everyone ate so much of the main course, no one had room for dessert.
Sunday was spent in part recovering from the exertion of Saturday. Most of the volunteers, including myself, had to hit the road by mid-morning in order to get back home at a decent hour. We took care of some logistics, filled the water tanks that irrigate some of the recent plantings, figured out the problem with Dave’s truck and got the transmission cooler pulled out, and made arrangements for Dave to get over to Reno and rent a vehicle to use until they got a new transmission cooler.
I pulled back into the homefront around 8:30 Sunday night, dusty and tired. After a long shower and a quick meal, it was time for bed to rest my aching back and arms. I’m way too young to feel this danged old, to paraphrase Garth Brooks. Swinging a chainsaw in the high-desert heat for hours on end can sure do that to ya!
It was a great weekend, though, and I want to thank all of the volunteers who made the long drive and put in a long, hot day of hard labor for Coon Camp Springs. I’m sure that, when he returns on Tuesday, Dave will add his own thanks on the Coon Camp Springs website, along with some of the photos he took of the weekend.