Spellfeller
Clueless but careful
Hi, all:
Every since this excitement (LINK)--which I felt bad posting in a thread about REAL professionals doing their jobs (plus the occasional kayak digression)--I wanted to track my VERY amateur climbing progress and, more importantly, get feedback from experts who actually know what they are doing. Starting a thread seemed to make the most sense, so here goes!
I also wanted to leave a testament to all the wisdom of The Tree House. This is proof that with a great debt to Jeff Jepson and you guys, someone who takes this slowly and methodically can actually learn to climb safely. Thanks, T-Housers!
As some of you know, I have a pretty hurting ash tree (LINK) that had a few large dead lower limbs and a bunch of stubs. The jury is still out as to whether the tree can actually be saved, but consensus was that climbing it to deadwood would be valuable experience and MAY give the tree a better fighting chance if it is battling EAB.
Today was the day!
My photographer had a bunch of other things to do, besides shoot her goofy husband learning his new hobby, but she did get a few good pictures.
Always happy to share a dopey expression, I'll start with a bad case of Buck-In Face. The whole limb I am hanging from had to go. Trying to implement a mouse-eating-an-elephant type of plan, I've already gotten the "hamstring branch" behind my leg, and I'm now doing some cockamamie "work positioning" to try and tackle half of the fork above me. There MUST have been a more graceful way to do this (like straddle it from the top, maybe?), but at least I am sporting the fir tree socks!
I know you are familiar with limb walking. How about limb clinging?!
One thing that was super evident today is that there is an order to everything. Here I am post-fork cutting & climbing higher to take out some stubs that were preventing me from swinging left to get to the large branch in the background. I had to go up and cut loose some barriers, so I could make the traverse. (Eventually, I took off both large branches at the trunk, but I left them as rest platforms for a while. Today was a LOT of time working suspended, and it was nice to have a place to land and stand up!)
Stub #1 falls victim. (Trying to hold the climbing line out of the way of the saw. Split tail was WAY too long again. Clearly, I think I am 6'5" or sumpthin'...)
Stub #2, vanquished!
Now I can get the swing I need to reach the "back" branch, further from the camera.
Going...
Going...
Gotcha!
Sawing away on Limby McDeaderson...
Task completed, time for a hit off the Camelbak!
I learned an important (and elementary!) lesson at this point. In this position, I was forced to make the final cuts on the middle limb left handed. It didn't take me TOO long to figure out to drop my line on the other side and come back at the job right handed. Duh! No pictures of that, as my photographer had to tend to her own to-do list!
She did come back out to capture another first at the end of the day: I spotted some deadwood in a neighboring maple and decided I was up for a bigger swing. First time I'd gone from the tree with my TIP to another one. Too cool!
Thank for reading, guys, and for all the advice and counsel. Please add suggestions, critiques, what-the-@#$%-were-you-thinkings, if you get a minute!
Climb safe!
Every since this excitement (LINK)--which I felt bad posting in a thread about REAL professionals doing their jobs (plus the occasional kayak digression)--I wanted to track my VERY amateur climbing progress and, more importantly, get feedback from experts who actually know what they are doing. Starting a thread seemed to make the most sense, so here goes!
I also wanted to leave a testament to all the wisdom of The Tree House. This is proof that with a great debt to Jeff Jepson and you guys, someone who takes this slowly and methodically can actually learn to climb safely. Thanks, T-Housers!
As some of you know, I have a pretty hurting ash tree (LINK) that had a few large dead lower limbs and a bunch of stubs. The jury is still out as to whether the tree can actually be saved, but consensus was that climbing it to deadwood would be valuable experience and MAY give the tree a better fighting chance if it is battling EAB.
Today was the day!
My photographer had a bunch of other things to do, besides shoot her goofy husband learning his new hobby, but she did get a few good pictures.
Always happy to share a dopey expression, I'll start with a bad case of Buck-In Face. The whole limb I am hanging from had to go. Trying to implement a mouse-eating-an-elephant type of plan, I've already gotten the "hamstring branch" behind my leg, and I'm now doing some cockamamie "work positioning" to try and tackle half of the fork above me. There MUST have been a more graceful way to do this (like straddle it from the top, maybe?), but at least I am sporting the fir tree socks!
I know you are familiar with limb walking. How about limb clinging?!
One thing that was super evident today is that there is an order to everything. Here I am post-fork cutting & climbing higher to take out some stubs that were preventing me from swinging left to get to the large branch in the background. I had to go up and cut loose some barriers, so I could make the traverse. (Eventually, I took off both large branches at the trunk, but I left them as rest platforms for a while. Today was a LOT of time working suspended, and it was nice to have a place to land and stand up!)
Stub #1 falls victim. (Trying to hold the climbing line out of the way of the saw. Split tail was WAY too long again. Clearly, I think I am 6'5" or sumpthin'...)
Stub #2, vanquished!
Now I can get the swing I need to reach the "back" branch, further from the camera.
Going...
Going...
Gotcha!
Sawing away on Limby McDeaderson...
Task completed, time for a hit off the Camelbak!
I learned an important (and elementary!) lesson at this point. In this position, I was forced to make the final cuts on the middle limb left handed. It didn't take me TOO long to figure out to drop my line on the other side and come back at the job right handed. Duh! No pictures of that, as my photographer had to tend to her own to-do list!
She did come back out to capture another first at the end of the day: I spotted some deadwood in a neighboring maple and decided I was up for a bigger swing. First time I'd gone from the tree with my TIP to another one. Too cool!
Thank for reading, guys, and for all the advice and counsel. Please add suggestions, critiques, what-the-@#$%-were-you-thinkings, if you get a minute!
Climb safe!