Crosslots-itis

Crosslots-itis. A day in the sugarwoods, and I’ve got a case of it. One of the woods stands on a nearly vertical plane, with one main line running up the center, and others coming off it to the sides, horizontally across the mountain. The smaller lines that I was working on go up, from tree to…

February 13, 2014

Welcome to my world…Paul started tapping this morning at 6:00, with his headlamp, and headed home tonight at 6:00 p.m. That’s a day and a half, in the steepest neck of the woods, and snow coming down relentlessly. Mare and I worked together. The silence was punctuated with laughter when each time I slipped and…