



I'm getting chased by bears, and this turkey is busy taking pictures.
Yuck.
The heli couldn't get me anywhere near this piece due to high winds so I got dumped off at a deactivated road about 800m below the block. Fortunately for me, they were kind enough to sling all of my trees in for me the day before. Unfortunately, I had to pack most of them out with me at the end of a very aggravating day.
The forester prescribed 1200 trees for this piece - which would have been a big day for me (1200 x $0.38/tree = $456 in my pocket). Well, the perscription was way wrong...
I put 135 trees in the ground. Very carefully shred my leg twice with the shiny new caulks on my boots. Packed 1065 trees out. Banked $51.30. And watched the ravens eat my lunch, again.



...and again below, perched on a giant sitka spruce stump on Louise Island
Sometimes it's hard not to be cynical in this line of work. Treeplanting is at the very end of the whip in the harvest model... and at best, you're applying an insufficient poultice on the earth in a feeble attempt to reverse the damage of our deeds! Great money...if you can't think of a better way to make it!
a demonstration of sorts...






My friend Muktar's baby goat in Port Clements, QCI ~ I loved this goat.
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