05/09/2026
soft weekends leave no marks.
blisters, bug bites, and a sunburned neck. that’s the recipe for a day actually lived. splitting rounds until the gloves are soaked through and the handle has worn a groove into both palms.
nobody films this part. the hauling, the splitting, the sweat running into your eyes while the bugs find your neck. but this is most of it. the payoff is ten minutes. the work is ten hours.
we’d take it every time.
what wrecks you faster on a long day out, the axe work or the hauling?