Thanks, that was a beech. Heavy. The guy who ran the ropes that day, Gaz, committed suicide by hanging a couple weeks ago. Early 50s.
Faaarkk! Thats a big piece to catch
WTF! No way! Gaz! Damn. RIP old mate.
The only thing that interrupted the visual poetry for me was seeing the rigging lines run against your chest a couple of times. Was your positioning intentional, to get an overhead view and direct the ground crew with hand signals, since you don't use a SENA? Our climber is generally to the side or back when most rigging operations are running. Maybe a bit harder on horizontal oak growth, though!