Im a lucky fella today. This white ash uprooted in the woods at my house so i figured on dicing it up and splitting to burn in my stove this winter, as opposed to taking from my sale pile of seasoned wood. I started at the top, cutting it all to firewood length. I made my way down to bigger wood, with caution, with no problems. I was dicing some rounds rounds off the trunk, again, with great caution, and the trunk just didnt seem to want to stand back up. I let the tree fool me into thinking that those upright roots werent wanting to fall back into the hole. I was wrong. Part way through a cut, I leaned over the trunk to have a look at where my bar tip was in relation to a rock under the tree, and as I did, the tree stood right up. Lifted me right off the ground 15 feet like a rag doll and dropped my down flat on my back on the ground. It even kept my saw up there with it.
Im not hurt, but my pride was. I knew I should have snipped the trunk right from the root base first. But, I was being a fool. I hate when I know better then to do something, and yet i do it anyhow.