Saturday, January 3, 2009

Trail Work Needed

By popular demand - several people have asked about the next work day. Until then - do some on your own - preferably with a friend. Post up on here and maybe someone will join you. We have recently trimmed the first mile of the rocky section with a chain saw - awesome flow now. A few more to remove though - this is a "work in progress". I think it's cool to see it improving!!!



We'll have a schedule up soon.



Work needed: (most of this is easy)

Trash removal and flag removal. The flags in the first section (except at the sewerline crossing near the road intersection) need to be removed. Some scattered trash is also laying around. Take a 5 gallon bucket to carry the flags. There is a lot of old trash lying just off the paved road near the two gates to the old campground. This is the area beside the first part of the rocky section. If you could bag it and just put the bag by the road, the COE can haul it at the next trail day. There are a lot of large pieces - like 5 gallon buckets - in this area. The larger pieces, just pile on the side of the road. (Or haul them to the dumpster at you place of employment :) )



Face Slapper Trimming. The first section of the trail (the beginning 2.5 miles) has apparently had the hedge grow some this winter. Some loppers or hand shears are all you need. Trim what's hanging over the trail.



Trail Buffing - Newest Section. The last quarter of a mile has been cut - not buffed. The area needs raking, stubs pulled, etc... This will require some tools - be careful and bring a friend.



Steve

2 comments:

Booksy said...
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Booksy said...

Trash duty is something I can get into. That's one of my biggest issues with a lot of public lands (and unfortunately, from what I can tell, Tennessee is as bad or worse than any woods I've been in) is accumulation of trash. It blows out of peoples yards, gets tossed out the window or seemingly falls from the sky! How do beer cans get out in the middle of the woods. When I drink my mid-ride beers, I at least know to bury the can.