Those of us who
did work in that era were lucky. We got to cut the kind of timber that just isn't available anymore. We didn't think much of it, it was just everyday stuff and we didn't see ourselves as doing anything special.
I wouldn't mind getting back into a stand of OG redwood but I'd want to take today's equipment with me. There's just no comparison. The advances in new saws, jacks, skidding equipment, loaders,and such would sure make that job a lot easier.
All I miss about the "good old days" are the good parts.
Speaking of which, I'm working, sitting here in the pickup on a coffee break with the heater going and this laptop on the seat and an oldies staion on the radio...warm and dry surrounded by modern conveniences. But...it's raining, it's cold, it's windy, my rain gear got a big rip in it this morning, I must have missed a spot on my right caulk when I greased it, there's more wood to cut, and I already ate most of my lunch. Somethings never change.