Five day recap, abbreviated style:
Friday: Trained friend of my son's for potential full time work. We took down a dead birch at my mother's house, then went over saws and knots. Also spent time at the commercial job we were starting the next day. All the trees were marked with paint, so removals were planned in groups/stages. Fairly straight-forward day, no real issues.
Saturday: Started the commercial job. 19 marked trees, plus a tack on I discovered leaning into the parking lot that had not been reported yet. As per my Dad's day post, this is what has me somewhat fuming inside about my son's mistake, due to him being walked through the day b4, and then completely brain-farting on the wrong tree, in the worst possible position of the property; a solo, 20+ ft. Blue Spruce all by itself near the entrance to the property, which anybody who noticed would say "Why did they cut that one? Looked perfectly fine other than the lean." Eighty percent were EAB declining or dead Ash trees, from 20 - 65 ft. tall. All crispy with hundreds of little branchlets that cracked into thousands of tiny pieces once dropped, making cleanup an absolute nightmare. Got 16 of them down (some climbing on 3 of them, and the Masdaam got a lot of work pulling some over), and we filled 150 ft. square parking lot 2x that day, I took 2 trailers of wood away, and the chip truck was filled (18 solid yards) when we left at 7:30 for the half hour ride home. Left the chipper, Dingo and 2/3 the parking lot full to start with the next day
Sunday: Kid and I drove emptied chip truck back to finish up most of the cleanup from day b4. See recent Dad's Day thread for details there.
Monday: Started out by kid and I dumping last of wood, heading to company to reclaim Dingo, do some final cleanup on the trees kid took down away from the parking lot area, and some nuisance branchlet cleanup from drop area at back of parking lot (area that's mostly unused). Then on the way back, looked at job to start in the afternoon. Discovered no working lights on the dump trailer, and discovered the light/brake cable had rubbed against the e-brake pin housing and was partially slashed. The trailer was long overdue for maintenance and some repairs, so kid followed in pickup to dealer (as it had no directionals or brake lights, and the truck ones were blocked by it, so he tailed me to provide cover), and got it to dealer an hour before closing. Realized may not be able to move Dingo for a few days, so looked around, and lo and behold, they had a trailer that would handle what I wanted for the Dingo and attachments on the property!. I had been looking for one since I got it (as the dump trailer option works, but is a pain to get up and down, and I can be screwed with having to go retrieve it when I leave a job with a full trailer of wood). The other dealers all said they would have to order it, couldn't guarantee delivery, and all said prices were not guaranteed due to steel price fluctuations (results of Covidiocy/supply chain/general biz environment being fubar'd). The trailer was only $400 more than it's original price 2 years ago, and will only have to take a small 2yr. loan to pay off balance. Basically works out to about $160 a month when all said and done (about 1 hr of stump grinding). Got home and dealt with insurance stupidity from my accident last year, and got to bed nice and early for once.
Today: Dealt with shuttling daughter off to camp, helping a friend move a table up 3 flights of stairs (single Mom with 3 kids and none big enough to help), then did maintenance until 1:30, and headed off to real estate inspection for new home. All went well there (knew it needed a roof, no other major issues), and was lucky enough to meet executor of estate sale while there, who agreed to leave behind everything I wanted. A win-win, and then back home for various paperwork and updates here.