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To: Snowshoe who wrote (1492)10/7/2001 2:44:42 PM
From: marcos  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 8273
 
There are a few idiots with guns around here too ... i have favourite places in the woods, in one about 1988 i cleaned out alder and hemlock around a few firs that were then widely spaced, and planted 1-0 plugs in the ground opened around them the next February .... rich soil, well drained but with water within reach of roots until August, they were well established and growing like stink by the mid-90s ... so i'd go visit them periodically, once a year minimum, drive the skidder up to the start of the plateau they're on and eat lunch, then wander around through them whacking weeds, alder mostly, fir needs the the light, can't compete for it with alder in the first years ... right at the first ones that come into sight is a tall fir, probably twenty-five metres with a dbh [diameter at breast height] of thirty centimetres [12in] when i thinned the place ... a sight to see, very healthy and putting on meat at a great rate once it had the light and root space, the first view of it framed by the sides of a valley in the distance ... and by '96 all around it were my planted firs, average height maybe four metres and healthy .... the best of the best on the whole tree farm

So one day in maybe late March of '96 i haven't been there for a year, i decide to go up and eat lunch one day then spend an hour or two whacking alder before the leaves come on it and make it more difficult .... first thing i see is that some no-mind has deliberately sat right where i park the skidder and cut a path through my planting and then tried to cut the tall fir right off, there was less than half the wood remaining solid at about three metres from the ground ... except for the first young ones cut at the front with a dull machete or something, all this was done with a rifle of fair size calibre ... no shells left on the ground, probably some twit who reloads his own, but still it had to cost him a hundred bucks minimum, must have been two hundred rounds

But the woods heal - i took out the tall fir right then, slashed everything damaged badly, stuck in a dozen or so new 1-0s within a week, and by '99 you'd never know that happened

'America living in fear' - ObL on tv a few minutes ago .... well i suspect he really knows better than that

Exceptional foto here - dailynews.yahoo.com
... the light, the water, the dry hills, the horses .... could be the coastal plain of Oaxaca if there was a tostado on the guy in the foreground ...... ['tostado' is the white stetson hat that working mexicanos wear] .... but that's a framer imho, just something about it ..... cheers