1 Week Ago
Not a power line but still embarrassing for my pride. This tuesday, I was piecing down a big black locust. It was in the corner of a back yard, surrounded by some hazelnut trees and laurels, a full ditch just behind (no much drop zone), and had part of its crown over the neighbor shed with shingle roof, metal work on top and a tiles covered fence wall. Don't touch anything of that !
All went well until the last two limbs over the shed. I rigged the long one with a double tip tye (for the side balancing) and a short butt tye, made a side notch, then a careful back cut. The limb started to move slowly, made a perfect horizontal swing, clearing the shed and the fence wall, ending gently in the laurels. I was really happy with the result and the groundies admiring.
I began to skin the limb, no worries now, and dropped a hand full of very small laterals. One of them caught a twig, flipped, and its butt, no more than the size of a finger, hit the corner of a tile. Tac !