Man, the may pole is, like, right there! Literally within a few yards. But after clearing 2.5 cans worth of trail, about 5 hours of truly cranking it, my stupid back started to spasm and I just couldn't do another can's worth. And Gungnir attempted to amputate his leg with the chainsaw... ok, not really that serious... but he'll have a little permanent reminder of our adventures in bush whacking. Not that I wish anyone ill fortune, but it was nice that someone else got injured this time, since it's usually me. Of course, I got bit by the chainsaw a couple weeks ago, so maybe the Husqvarna has developed a taste for human flesh.... mwuahahahahaha.
It was sooooo HARD to pack up shop and leave the trail so close to the end, but I just couldn't convince my back to tough it out another two hours. It's all the bending low to do the cutting, standing funny on uneven ground, and throwing whole trees around that does you in. I'm more of a javelin technique, while G does more of shot-put method; but there's still some ungainly balance, twisting and weight issue involved in both.
I'll get there... To-morrow...
It's only a day away :-D
I'm rooting for you! Good luck with reaching your target tomorrow. As I've said before - you are an inspiration to us all.
Yea, there ARE times when I miss hot showers with more water pressure then my camp shower has.
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