I hope that I will never be so old that I lose my lust for the sound of a good chainsaw and the raw power it transmits to the user. I talked my wife into buying me a brand new Husqvarna for my 64th birthday. True, I no longer need it since moving to Texas but still can't quite bring myself to live without it. Fortunately, I work alongside a running stream aptly named Brushy Creek that has lots of dead trees, bushes and overgrowth that I can thin out when I get absolutely bored silly working inside. No gym membership for these old bones. Just good ole outdoor exercise.
