I got a call from a forester today, that really cheered me up.
Richard and the apprentice have been down south, logging 2 stands of mixed oak and beech.
Both had apparently been overlooked by the old forester on the castle, so the beeches had run away from the oaks and everything had pretty much grown into each other.
( Widowmaker city, because the oaks have dead branches that'll come down when the beech branches pass behind them. Also hang up city, because getting a tree down when it's branches are interwoven in the other trees is extremely difficult)
So the forester had been going on and on about how he feared for large crown breaks in the oaks that are left behind, to become super valuable logs.
When they finished, I asked Richard how it went, and he said fine, never a problem.
So, the forester had been on walkabout after they were done, and was super happy with the work.
Nary a broken branch, he said.
That sure made my day.
Richard is probably the best faller in Eastern Denmark.
At least that is what the guy who forwards our wood, says.
He runs the biggest forwarder company here ( 12 machines) so he sees what else are running around out there with saws.
When I get pissed off that he is better than me today, after I got sick and crippled, I just have to remember who taught him the trade.
Makes me feel better