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I logged for many years myself. All over Vancouver island and a stint in the Charlottes. Also a handful of years in the southern interior, where I'm from and live now. I loved the work, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I could see the destruction for what it was/is. Part of why I left the...

Wow. Cool. Welcome to the Treehouse.

I will try and get a couple of pics of the mill just minutes from my house. I've often thought I should to add some perspective to where I live. There are huge lumber mills everywhere here. Every time I drive anywhere I constantly pass logging trucks, chip trucks, and lumber trucks going here...

Lots of small stuff but plenty of good sized fir and spruce around here too 2-3'+. I'm in the interior of BC. On the coast it was exciting when we got into 6'+. Cedar always goes big and plenty of bigger ones are still out there being cut regularly. My old employee is still doing coastal...

One day for certain it will. I have no hope that mans legacy on earth will be anything more than a parasitic blip in planetary timelines. I guess I feel numb to it because I see gorgeous timber constantly going to mills, hundreds of loads a day everyday. My whole life.

I have no doubt it's a crying shame. But it's hard to log without cutting down trees and whether you're doing it or buying it. One things for certain. It's still gonna happen.

I went to school with one of the owners sons. I will add that nothing I said in this thread had anything to do with their operations and I've never worked directly or indirectly for them. I did go to school with the sons of one of the owners and was quite good friends with them and their family...

You figure it hasn't?

Yah, you gotta remember I graduated at 17 and went straight to the coast that summer. I was the snot nosed punk kid on the crew(s) 'sneaking' into the bar that we met at in the mighty CR(Campbell river) to receive my pay cheque. By my early twenties I had seen a lot of destruction. I worked in...

Sad. Part of it for me when I left the coastal stuff behind was I couldn't handle turning a blind eye. One day we were heading back to camp and the bunny bus stops in the middle of the road, I'm all like WTF? Our foreman had stopped on a narrow steep spot in the pickup ahead of us to throw...

Believe me when I tell you that incredible environmental atrocities have been committed in the name of logging. Know why lots of older logging equipment have the drain plugs chained to the machine? So they don't fall in the creek while you're changing the oil on a bridge. No shit.

Oh yah. Clear cuts down one side of the valley across the floor and right up the other side. I worked the charlottes and from north Vancouver island to south. BC is running low on marketable timber. Locally now they are going back to log all the leave strips from the first go around, most of...

Crazy things men do in the name of logging. I feel lucky to have tasted it and survived.

I worked in the charlottes a couple years after this went down. Rugged country.