posted 12 years ago
Ryan tripped his first tree yesterday.
We wanted to make shakes for the roof of the pooper. So he picked a sweet spot to build the pooper and picked a tamarack (really a western larch - but folks around here call them tamarack anyway). It was leaning in the opposite direction of where we wanted it to fall.
Good wedge cut. Good back cut. When the cracking sounds started, he pulled the saw and stepped to the safety area.
It stood there.
I thought the cuts were all just right (good job Ryan!) but the tree was leaning the wrong way. At the same time, the hinge seemed thick enough that the tree was not going to fall the wrong way.
There seemed to be no wind. But if you watch carefully, there was sign of some slight breezes. Mostly trying to blow the tree to fall the wrong way.
We decided to wait for a puff of wind that was going in the good direction.
We waited the better part of ten minutes for that breeze. And the tree fell in the perfect spot.
It just seemed to be a pretty awesome moment. Using the power of patience to drop a tree in the right spot.
you say "tin pot dictator" like it is a bad thing!