I had a fun job today.
The local State Forest had sold 3 large larch trees to a mill builder.
They were going to be used for wings, at the restoration of a historic wind mill.
Those logs are worth a lot of monet, so in order to avoid any tear out by the thick branches when they were felled ( Our larch is prone to do that) They aked me to strip them and top them out.
That was just another day at the office.
The fun part was, they have an apprentice who has taken all the required courses and bought climbing gear, but has zero experience beyond what he was taught in school.
He badly wanted to try topping one, so the forester had told me that they'd pay me to supervise it, and make sure the kid didn't get hurt.
They don't have a climber at the district.
Well, yesterday we had really high, gusting winds. When I topped the first one, it was a hell of a ride.
I could tell the kid was having second thought about the whole thing, so I gave him my usual apprentice pep-talk about how a climber has to be able to overcome fear etc....etc.....etc...ad nauseum.
He went up, and he got shook around good by the wind, but kept his cool ( Being able to talk to him on the SENAs helped with that) and did the job.
He was one happy, proud kid when he came down, and sure had every right to be. That was a hell of a tree to start out with.