Hello Yellow Chip Road!
Apologies to Sir Elton for the title, but it just seemed perfect!
Those of you who have been here will have trodden – maybe without realising it – on many a woodchip path. This is just a little insight into how some of those paths come into being.
It all tends to start with a bit of felling or a tree blowing over. This produces some firewood and lots of useless branches – otherwise known as brash.
something like this
It’s too small for burning, but it’s also too good to put on the bonfire.
What we do is chip it.
Chips – not the potato variety
From some of the branches which came down in the snow I managed to chip about 2 Cu Yds this morning. I was able to chip it straight into the trailer
lots of chips!
This allowed us to redo the path up to the sheep field from the road and from the rope bridge to the pond gate. For the technical among you, those 2 Cu Yd equated to about 32 yards on the ground.
After (top) and before
Hello Yellow Brick Road – and Sid!
Tools of the trade – post-chipping
We have an article about our little woodland and the use of it in the next issue of the Small Woods Association magazine (publication early April). If you have any interest in woodlands, or even own a small wood, please do become a member of the SWA (www.smallwoods.org.uk). It helps keep our woodlands alive and working.
Postscript: It was a case of Goodbye Yellow Chip Road this morning as the snow returned. 
Nant y Bedd 