My son and I were taking a stroll in the timber behind our house. We came across a pine stump about 20" in diameter. There was a ring of bark, a 3-4 inch ring of space, and then the remainder of the tree stump. We gave it a swift kick for good measure. Solid with no give at all. Tried to break off a piece. Solid.
Jogged back to the house and got the spliting wedges and maul. Attemped to split off a hunk. Split off the side about 18" down but it would not come free at the very bottom. It was getting late so we said we would come back.
The next day I took the shovel and dug down around the stump. I first dug a shovelhead width around the stump about a shovel head deep. Swift kick and it was still solid. I dug about 2 shovel heads deep all the way around. Swift kick and still solid. No movement at all. I was now down to the point were the part I had attempted to split off the other day ended. Still would not pull loose.
Not wanting a tree stump to best me, I went and got the chain saw. I dug the hole a little bigger on one side to allow space for the motor portion of the saw. I fired it up and began cutting off the top 8-10 inches of the stump. I had cleared away as much dirt, rocks and other debris as possible but about 3/4 the way through the stump, the chain was so dull it would no longer cut. I removed the saw and begain splitting off chucks with the wedges and maul.
The odor of pine was very strong and the color of the wood was deep orange. I now am the proud owner of the mother load of fatwood. My son and I spent a couple of hours splitting that into finger sized sticks. I have two copier paper boxes full of sticks.
We noticed a few more pine stumps within several paces of the first stump. We are going to leave them in place for now but know where to start hunting if ever need more.
We could not resist attempting to start some fires with our new found bounty. Great flames, black sotty smoke, and pungent aroma. It has been a rewarding couple of days.