
| A dead red oak stood at the back of our woodlot, threatening to tear up other trees when it eventually fell. Over time and in recent high winds, many of the upper branches had been shaken down. It looked less imposing in its current state but still a couple of tons of threat depending on the direction it took when it fell.
Son Stuart, visiting for TG, and I checked out the oak with no leaves on adjacent trees to see where it could fall and cause the least damage. Looked good if felled parallel to back fence.
Here are the two intrepid woodsmen with trunk cut and ready to wedge.
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