"If it's under the power lines, it's far game", at least that's what they say. Of course in order to justify any cut, tree density, age and projected lifespan all must be considered.
Armed with old ski clothing (to fend off sap and pitch), some bungie cords and a saw, we head off into the bush for the tree. A pine will do in a pinch but a Douglas Fir is much preferred.
Sifting through the waist-deep drifts, one leg powers in front of the other as the steep hillside disappears underneath and the roar of the highway fades. The late afternoon sun squints out from the horizon; the time pressure of its inevitable sunset couples with the desire to sneak away from the highway as quickly as possible, so as to keep our favourite tree spot hidden from those traveling below.
Failure is unexceptable. If unlucky, one must continue to search. Good Hunting this holiday season!
Darren with Ace