We have three houses on our place at this point: my dad’s old house, brother’s old house, and the house my wife and I live in. At the end of the private road that connects them all to the public road, there’s a sort of traffic circle that has exits going to the pole barn, pond, walkout basement of dad’s old house, walkout basement of brother’s old house, and back out to the private road. It’s more like a semi-flattened oval than a true circle due to the topography including a 8’ elevation change on the south side of the circle.
The garages on the houses all have 7’ high doors so they’re only useful for stuff such as cars, lawnmowers, flatbed trailers, and other short stuff. The three basements and pole barn all have 9’ doors so they’re more suitable for bigger items such as the tractors, enclosed cargo trailer, etc. The tractors live in brother’s old house. The basement vehicle bay in my house is mostly open as it’s used for any mechanical work that requires a lot of tools as that’s where most of the tools are. The only big thing in the basement at dad’s old house was a 8’ enclosed trailer. The bay is 60’ deep so there was a good bit of room in front of it.
All that was working swell until I lost my mind one day about a week ago and bought a boat. Wife and I have talked about getting a boat off and on for probably 20 years. Closest we’d gotten was a canoe and a pair of kayaks. We enjoyed those very much for years, but wife really wanted something with a motor and that she could be really comfortable in. Last week while we were talking about it yet again, I said something to the effect that we ain’t getting any younger so if you ever want a boat, put on your shoes and meet me in the truck in 30 minutes. A few hours later we drive back home with a shiny new 19’, 200hp, Yamaha AR190 jet boat. The tower folds, so it fits through a 9’ door. I have an available bay at the basement of dad’s house so we should be all set with a place to store it in a pretty decent climate controlled building.

Putting it in the available bay is a little challenging, but not bad. Drive through the traffic circle past dad’s house, head toward the pond to get sort of straight, then back through the circle in sort of a serpentine path to get it through the door. Great.
Getting out can be done, but it isn’t ideal. To get out, it’s either pull down toward the pond and then back up through a series of curves up a moderately steep hill about 300’ to get to a place to turn around, or continue around the traffic circle to the exit for the main road. Obvious long term is the latter option.
Two issues with that. The turn around on that end of the flattened circle shape is tighter than I would like for a 4 door pickup pulling a 19’ boat on a 22’+ trailer. I’m missing large trees on the outside of the turn with the front of the truck by about 2” and the boat trailer has about 3” clearance from a Virginia pine on the inside of the circle. Except for that be pine, it’s good. That particular pine is dead so pretty obvious it had to go.
I’ve cut a lot of trees. This wasn’t a big tree. Probably around 80’ tall, but only around 16” at the base. I was not excited at all to cut this tree. Almost embarrassed to admit I didn’t notice it was dead until the bark started sloughing off the base about 6 months ago. By that time it was pretty rotten. Rotten enough it could have large limbs coming out of it while cutting, could break in half for no good reason while falling and top go who knows where, may be no way to leave “holding wood” for a hinge because it may not have enough integrity left to hold anything. It’s also leaning the wrong way so it has to be pulled.
Put the bush hog back in the shed and put on the winch. Set a choker about 12’ up on the trunk and hooked up the winch. I was thinking it’s so rotten, before cutting on it at all, it might be worth pulling on it some. At least maybe shake out anything that’s about to fall off anyway before I start cutting and stuff falls on me. I know it’s hard to see the winch line in pics, but it is there. The tree is the spindly pine with the arrow pointing at it.

Was pleasantly surprised the winch pulled the whole thing over. Came over about half way and hung in a big sweet gum. Kept pulling and it broke in half with the top leaning back into a nearby beech.

Reset the choker on the top section and pulled it out of the beech.

Swapped the winch for the chipper. Chipped all the <5” stuff.

Grappled the four sections of the trunk to the scrap log pile. The base was so rotten, I was able to rip the bottom section off the stump with the grapple. That left this mass of splinters.

Swapped the chipper for the stump grinder.

No more splintery stump.

All done. I don’t know how I got anything done with our old equipment. I suppose it was probably because we used to have more people.
