Our road

Here's a view of our road from about halfway up the hill, looking back down. Callie and I walk up this way after our trek around the wheat field. On this day one of the neighbors at the bottom was hauling some logs out of the woods with his garden tractor. The hill is a good climb; it's steeper than it looks.

Looking down the hill, toward the river, on a summer afternoon.

We took the mini-chainsaw back to the store where we bought it to ask why we couldn't get it started. The guy took us outside and, after a few tries, got it started right up. Figures. At any rate, he said not to fully engage the choke when starting it cold. He said that it's too warm outside to use the choke full on. So he showed me where he positioned it (just barely engaged) and started it up a second time.

The saw's instructions tell you to push the choke in all the way when starting a cold engine, but it does not work. I was just flooding the engine and making things worse. Today I will try what he showed me and see if I can get it running myself.