THE ALASKAN FIREWOOD CUTTING RACK
This wood-cutting structure saves time, energy and stress, including diagram, instructions, specifications.
By Ole Wik
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A super sawbuck for slimmer timbers.
OVER THE COURSE OF MY 21 years north of the Arctic Circle
in western Alaska, I often envied "outsiders" (people from
anywhere but Alaska) their magnificent hardwood forests. My
stomping grounds consisted of mostly barren tundra and
jumbled mountains, with thin belts of timber fringing the
riverbanks. As a result, gathering firewood was often a
complicated process.
Most of our fuel-straight, dry spruce logs-came from an old
burn six miles down the river. Since there were no roads,
we hauled wood during the winter by dog team or snowmobile.
Local woodcutters had developed sleds that could snake
along the twisty trails carrying logs up to 20 feet long,
and nobody bothered to cut wood to stove length until it
was safely home.
For 17 of those long, dark winters I cut all of our
firewood using an ordinary bow saw. Even after I'd expanded
the cabin and our fuel consumption increased, I stuck with
the trusty Swede saw because of its quiet simplicity. Once
I'd added a workshop (and hence another stove), though,
practicality won out over aesthetics; I gave in and bought
a chain saw.
However, true to the first law of ecology, "You can't
change just one thing," I immediately found myself having
to develop a whole new woodcutting routine. I couldn't
simply rest the logs on my old sawbuck, because the wood
sagged and tended to pinch the bar before the chain could
bite through. Then again, the machine did the work so
rapidly that I found myself spending most of my time moving
logs around while the saw sat idling on the ground, happily
gulping down gasoline. And as the cut sections piled up, I
began to stumble over them, not at all healthy when you're
holding a chain saw. There had to be a better way.
I'd watched my Eskimo friends lay a sledload of logs in a
pile and simply cut right through the stack, but I wasn't
satisfied with that solution. My chain bar was too short to
span a pile in one cut, and I had to continually move
sections out of the way to reach the lower logs. Also, I
couldn't avoid occasionally biting into the chain-dulling
ice and snow below the bottom tier.
Still, it was clearly more efficient to saw several logs at
a time, so I decided to build a rack that would hold a
couple of sledloads of logs in a vertical pile.