igetbisy
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got ready for work the other day, had a good healthy breakfast, feeling all tuned up and clear, and ready to go to work. I took the top 20' out of a 60' sugarpine I was removing, put the pull line back on it, and came down about 12 foot to make the next cut. diameter at this point was about 16", faced it up, had the groundie pulling on the pull line, and started my back cut. I cut until the backcut began to open, and then looked up to steer it. I was suddenly flooded with horror, (please excuse the language here) "OH ???? OH ???? OH ????" I began to tremble for what I saw when I looked up to steer the huge chunk was, god forbid, MY LIFELINE!!! in all my past, fear usually resulted in razor sharp reactions and pinpoint focus. this , for the first time scared me beond that, or mabye I just wasn't satisfied with the reaction time it took me to get off the line. anyway, my groundies were strangers, not familiar with tree work, due to circumstance, but fortunately, they were bright enough to realize what was happening, and stop pulling, for I beleive they could have pulled it over, actually, I knwo they could have. When I got off the snap, I just collapsed, pretty much, and took a moment in shame, and let the angels get out of the "kill zone". I finally started the saw, triggered for about 1 second, dropped the chunk, and came down for a while, for I wasn't quite so "clear" anymore. There isn't any rips that I haven't already given myself, but go ahead if you like, I've got it comming.