gf beranek
Old Schooler
Just getting to the work can be the biggest part of a job sometimes.
Years ago I helped dead-wood a group of Douglas fir with my buddy Wes Burns. There was about 30 trees in the group, and all of them were tipping-out, plus and minus, 200 feet tall. Well, about 20 foot shy of the top of one fir I looked above me and could see no more dead wood. Ah, figuring I was done I made my exit from the tree. It was late, last tree of the day, and I was tired. Lo! The customer points to the top and said, "You missed one!" Sure enough, right above where I left off. Now that's just F'ing great. I was so pissed with myself. 180 feet, just to go get one stick! Oh, did I mentioned I was tired?
A fitting moral to this story I think would be, "Out of sight, out of mind." Or maybe better, "Double-check before making hasty exit."
Years ago I helped dead-wood a group of Douglas fir with my buddy Wes Burns. There was about 30 trees in the group, and all of them were tipping-out, plus and minus, 200 feet tall. Well, about 20 foot shy of the top of one fir I looked above me and could see no more dead wood. Ah, figuring I was done I made my exit from the tree. It was late, last tree of the day, and I was tired. Lo! The customer points to the top and said, "You missed one!" Sure enough, right above where I left off. Now that's just F'ing great. I was so pissed with myself. 180 feet, just to go get one stick! Oh, did I mentioned I was tired?
A fitting moral to this story I think would be, "Out of sight, out of mind." Or maybe better, "Double-check before making hasty exit."