Crikey, that doesn't look that safe. What's the likelihood of something like that coming down on you when you were cutting it at the front?
No back cut and it still fell over? Was it just the weight of the tree or did you make too big a scarf cut?
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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