Hey there.

Went out early this morning with Warren to look for curved trees that he needs to form arches with. We went up old logging roads that took us through unbelievable scenery. There are places where on one side of the truck the mountainside climbs forever. It is so thickly treed you can't see through it. On the other side it drops for hundreds of feet into raging mountain streams. We got up as far as where the snow is still deep. Avalanche country so we didn't go any further.

You loose count of all the waterfalls and stuff. Can't describe it, you have to see it. We stopped some places so he could scout around. To park his truck we would back it into a ditch so it wouldn't run away on us. Parking brakes are made for parking lots, not mountainsides.

You can often see large dark objects through the trees, the size of small houses. They are the stumps of old, first growth trees that were logged a hundred years ago. There are still the old holes notched into their sides where the original loggers had wedged their boards that they stood on so they could cut the trees above the bell shape of the stump. Less cutting that way. I can't figure out how anyone can walk on some of these steep slopes let alone work on them.

Doug