Its not always nice. Woke up at 0 dark thirty to something making a racket on the roof...limbs. OK, got busy and went to work cuz everybody is trying to get their logs yarded in before snow. Hear about a wind warning on the radio. Drive up to logging side. Hooktender needs me at top of unit. I hike around and up in horizontal downpour. We end up almost on top of the ridge and he's talking about look up, those trees are really whipping. I decline, it is never a good idea because it might be scary. We hike around figuring out which trees to cut for tying back the tail trees. Get that done, hike down to landing. Discuss how much nicer it would be to be home baking cookies. Chaser is freezing. Shovel operator gets out into the storm wearing t-shirt and jeans (dry) to announce that I look like I've been swimming. Then gets back in. I leave. I take the short cut. Almost at end of shortcut is a tree across the road. Large tree. I get out and look at it. Still dumping rain. Get Twinkle out and start cutting up from the bottom. Tree cracks and shifts so I stop and let it settle. Then cut again. Tree pinches Twinkle. I cuss. I get out wedges and pound em in. Twinkle finally is released. I start cutting again, using wedges so as not to get pinched. . Get to crack in log, saw is stuck again. Pound wedges. Wrassle Twinkle out. Finally get one round out. I study the tree again. Start from top down, pounding in wedges and cutting up to widen the kerf. Get below crack and Twinkle is stuck again. Pound and wrestle, pound. Twinkle is released. Mutter a nasty word before it, and load gear and leave tree in road. I'm soaked, and I've had raingear on. Leave note for crew that the road is blocked. Come on in the haul route and see trees have been down all over that road. I'm home, in dry clothes, with the wood stove going and a Yukon Jack. I'm thinking tomorrow I'll throw Fluffy in the rig so I can get 2 saws stuck!! The wind is still blowing....