troythetreeman
ArboristSite Operative
Heart was pumping.
Yesterday i had a removal of a large, 40" cottonwood over the lake.
The base had a lot of decay. I climbed up into it, I'm looking at the limbs i need to rope down and I'm thinking about the rot in the base, the shock load and the forces of these heavy limbs swinging.
I'm thinking about how if the base fails I'm a dead man.
I decide I'm going to come down, fell it into the lake and were going swimming.
I put a rope in it thinking we can use a pulley and the skid steer to bring it toward our shore access.
I came down and made a high notch thinking to get the best wood for my hinge.
I discovered the rot was much worse then i had originally thought.
Not liking the way it was going i changed the plan and started a low notch directly into the lake.
10% in my cut began to close, so i made the notch, then began to whittle it a little deeper. 15% in the base crumbled and the tree barber chaired into the lake.
At the base the tree was 85-90% decay, I'm so glad my gut told me to get out.
After 16 years of doing this there are very few times I'm truly nervous, that tree nerved me out, right up to the point of splashdown.
WHEW!
Yesterday i had a removal of a large, 40" cottonwood over the lake.
The base had a lot of decay. I climbed up into it, I'm looking at the limbs i need to rope down and I'm thinking about the rot in the base, the shock load and the forces of these heavy limbs swinging.
I'm thinking about how if the base fails I'm a dead man.
I decide I'm going to come down, fell it into the lake and were going swimming.
I put a rope in it thinking we can use a pulley and the skid steer to bring it toward our shore access.
I came down and made a high notch thinking to get the best wood for my hinge.
I discovered the rot was much worse then i had originally thought.
Not liking the way it was going i changed the plan and started a low notch directly into the lake.
10% in my cut began to close, so i made the notch, then began to whittle it a little deeper. 15% in the base crumbled and the tree barber chaired into the lake.
At the base the tree was 85-90% decay, I'm so glad my gut told me to get out.
After 16 years of doing this there are very few times I'm truly nervous, that tree nerved me out, right up to the point of splashdown.
WHEW!
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