Murphnuge
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Friday my Dad saw me beating on a log(not a euphemism ) and told me he had a job for that "goofy black knife". Something needed cut, I'm on it! Turns out it was a 10-11" diameter at the base, dying pine tree. Thing was maybe 20' tall. He had already cleared out the low hanging branches in anticipation of his cheap labor. I only charge a couple beers per tree. 30 min of hacking later I started rethinking my rates. He brought out a hatchet, ax and bow saw to taunt me, but I would not be deterred. The Machax prevailed after about 30 min of total hacking. It was too dark to get the final shots, so I came back the next day with better lighting.
The culprit.
It was looking at my daughter funny, what would you have done?!
Resting my damned arm.
She finally fell. The first pix were too dark, so next day pix.
In Stihl I trust, but it's great to know the BK4 has my back just in case.
The culprit.

It was looking at my daughter funny, what would you have done?!




Resting my damned arm.

She finally fell. The first pix were too dark, so next day pix.



In Stihl I trust, but it's great to know the BK4 has my back just in case.