Its just a joke I like. There are places in some trees I do not care to linger but the level of fear I feel weekly is very manageable. The tree jobs in Cali were scarier which showed itself in my occasional transformation into Grumpy Climber.
I hug them for dear life. When someone is showing off their gym bought muscles, I show my arms and say "see these guns? Do you know how I got em? Fear of death."
That's a shame. I took out a pretty fair sized valley Oak in California before I left. I got carte blanche with the stump and cut a spiral stair case in it.
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