I can remember almost every second of my first side job... A Big black walnut, taking pieces I know now were way to big, way to fast.. all on a retired rock climbing rope I found in the woods of Kentucky. Got paid $500 for 5 hours of work. Lucky I didnt kill myself, the house and everyone watching.
They all feel like the first one sometimes... Whenever I have targets, or back lean, or anything other than an open field tree...my pulse pounds so hard, my breath gets short and I forget all about the confidence and the experience.
Looking back I dont really remember the first tree I felled...
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