My son-in-law Grant finally dropped his hydraulic log splitter around for me to look after for him.. I had a bit of fun getting it to start but as you can see, I did. I started on a pile of rock hard manky old wood knotted and with branch junctions, stuff that has laughed at my puny efforts with a hand splitter. This is some of the hardest eucalypt known to us here in Oz! This is the result of about an hour’s work and I’ve still got slightly less than half of the a pile to split. My back gave out, not the machine, but I clearly remember it muttering and going WTF when it hit some of the knottier stuff. Yep a 30 ton machine still had a difficulty with my collection of “too hard for now” firewood. I hope to finish that pile tomorrow and then start on the next 2 piles of dry stuff. The stack behind the machine is supposed to be this years firewood but I doubt that I’ll need to touch it with all the other dry stuff lying around. So let’s call that next year’s and the new stack, the year after that, say 2020. Life has just got easier!