We used to get daddy long legs, we even named one cinnamon (long legs like a stripper lol). Something finally ate her, but we then started to get a few wintering stink bugs, which of course the kids and animals go crazy over, so we let them stay too.
Basically wasn't feeling it at all today, and had scheduled a silver maple removal for after work. Really didn't feel like doing that, was kinda pumped out from a prune earlier this week. Climbing very intermittently sucks because your body never get used to it. Winds were gusting to 30 mph, almost called it on that alone, but figured i might feel better once i got in the groove. Pulled down a few widow makers, set my line on an old topping cut because that was all that's left, and then started up trimming all of the sucker growth so lines could run free. Worked my way out the first leader, and noticed it was hollow, no biggie but another strike. Then just as i was about to call for the rigging line i noticed both my planned rigging branch and my tie in branch had pretty large vertical splits that i didn't notice with all the suckers. Figured that was strike 3, time for a lift, which is fine cause i can hit several other jobs with it too. Customer was understanding, so time for beer.