I got the " Last cut syndrome" thing from Donald Blair's " Arborist equipment" Might actually be " final cut syndrome". My memory isn't what it used to be.
An outdated book ( But so is " Fundamentals") but well worth the read.
I pulled one heck of a last cut syndrome off myself a few years back:
We had managed to bid on and land one more State forest contract than we were actually able to do.
Since we couldn't find anybody to help us out, we simply had to log the whole thing by ourselves.
I literally slept in the woods in order to cut down on transport time.
It is the one time in my life where I've been stretched the most, trying to make ends meet.
On the very last day, the State forester asks ud if we could drop a line of trees outside the forest, along a street, under some powerlines, where they have had a bucket truck remove the tops.
Wanting to be on his good side for future work, we agree.
At the end of the day, nearing dark, after a looooong day of logging, 2 of us set to dropping the trees.
Easy enough, I cut and my partner pushes them over. They are small trees and have no tops.
As we progreess, it gets darker and darker.
Finally, we get to the last tree.
I cut it, my partner pushes and nothing happens!!!!!!!!!!
I look up and realize that for some inexplicable reason, the bucket truck cutter hasn't done the last treee.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So we are wrestling with a full tree about 3 feet from the 220 volt power line.
My partner throws himself at it and manages to shove it away from the line and we get it on the ground.
No harm done.
But looking up and seeing that whole tree teetering near the lines is something I'll never will forget.
Last cut syndrome at it's finest.