After all the branches had been stripped, the 'climber' started cutting down the trunk. As you might imagine, this got harder as he got closer to the end, as the trunk gets thicker and thicker. If you look closely you can see a piece of trunk coming down through the air.
In the background of the photo you can see Craigendarroch, Hill of the Oaks, which is my 'go to' hill when I need a wee work out. It's a 40 minute circular walk, up and over.
Whilst hubby moved wood around the garden yesterday afternoon, I had a lovely time at Braemar's first Literary Festival. I chose to go and listen to Sebastian Faulks and Ian Rankin. A super event, and one which I hope will become annual.
Wow.... it's the only word for this.
I like the sound of your afternoon. It's great to hear from the author and rereading the books afterwards you can almost hear their voice on the page.
Wow what an amazing shot of the now bald tree. Love the piece of the trunk in mid air. The tree lopped right at the top of the trunk must be very brave
Wow! This is specialised work & they are obviously doing all the right things. I can see that block of wood falling down. I think you were right to go to the festival & not watch!
That sure must be hard work climbing that tree. I’m surprised the guy below isn’t watching for falling logs, but I guess they know where the danger area is. Sounds like you had a good day.
I like the sound of your afternoon. It's great to hear from the author and rereading the books afterwards you can almost hear their voice on the page.