Three o'clock he was back on the landing to go into town to get saw fixed. Back at four-thirty and falling. At five he came up, told the bull he quit, couldn't afford any more saws after breaking this third of the day. He had cut four trees with no hinge, broke three chain saws and was deep in the financial hole. Seems his logging had been done in small pine and he had not worked in trees the size of Douglas Fir.
Fallers drive wedges to widen the saw kerf.
Back to Chapter 1 Let me just reminisce about old Rosie a little bit.