I'm waiting to back down the road to the right. It's only wide enough for the truck. Some tree limbs are sticking out and will scrape the side of the truck or if large enough, knock my mirror out of adjustment or break off an antenna.
When I get to the landing (where the logs are loaded), the loader picks up my trailer, I pull forward while he lowers it to the ground, and I back up and hook it up. Then the logs are loaded as this truck ahead of me. There is not much room on either side of the truck. This is a heel boom loader aka. a shovel. It loads from the back of the truck so there is no need to build a big landing
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Ouch! Looks like work!
Once you get past the fear factor, it's not bad. Although we have a term called the "pucker factor" to describe the relative fear in certain situations.
When I was a boy, growing up in the Willamette Valley, many of my friends fathers were loggers.
They had a lot of "pucker factor" stories to tell.
One had his back busted in several places after a log rolled over him.
He healed up and went right back to work!
A Dad of one of my friends taught me to drive an old truck (stickshift of course) on a narrow logging road with a steep drop-off of at least 100 feet...in the winter.
Needless to say, I was terrified!
LOL!
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