Gypo Logger
Timber Baron
About 200KHow far are you from Snafu lake??
So.. You Think You’re Tough Eh?
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Gypo Logger
Timber Baron
Not sure, I’ve never tried that . For those not in the know a Texas Micky is a one gallon bottle of rum.Hell no you can out drink me anytime. If that's what that is
Thats a lot of Rum be careful!
In 1981 I camped there,, we rode out bikes from Terrace via the Stewart Cassiar.
And did Alaska to.
Gypo Logger
Timber Baron
Sweet! I went to that campground for the first time last fall. Two years ago when I turned 65 I cycled the 500 miles from Dawson City to Haines Junction in 10 days.
Called handle bottles around here. My good friend Trevor drinks from two handle bottles at once although a few drops are spilled we don`t call alcohol abuse on him. His favorite saying is, nothing is Trevor proof.
Gypo Logger
Timber Baron
I remember 1981 very well, I was only 27 and was living with wild Indians just north of Fort St James where the timber was big and so were the lake trout.
Anyway that’s where I got my start in the woods with a Husky 480. A Witch Doctor put a curse upon me condemning me to the woods for the rest of my life, a curse I’m honoured to have.
They did almost everything to kill me or run me off, so I just told them I’m a white ghost of their ancestors and should be treated with respect, but that’s another story and not enough room to tell it here.
Now that is a story I would like to hear.
And then you took that load out of the woods with Babe
paulbunyantalltalesBill
good story
haha!
paulbunyantalltalesBill
good story
haha!
I’ll tell ya who was tough;
those crazy sumbitches I sent through the river valleys around Fort Nelson in the winter of ‘95 (‘96?) to hand cut seismic lines. They were in snow up to their chests at times and it was -30 to -50C. That was one of a string of very cold winters. The damn 372’s wouldn’t stay running while the 272’s plugged away. Some of those cuts were 3 miles long. Steep and thick and cold and snow. No mistakes allowed cause we were screwed.
I never properly thanked them then for that gruelling work. I guess because we thought that was normal. At the time I guess it was...
the Big Guy watched over us.
those crazy sumbitches I sent through the river valleys around Fort Nelson in the winter of ‘95 (‘96?) to hand cut seismic lines. They were in snow up to their chests at times and it was -30 to -50C. That was one of a string of very cold winters. The damn 372’s wouldn’t stay running while the 272’s plugged away. Some of those cuts were 3 miles long. Steep and thick and cold and snow. No mistakes allowed cause we were screwed.
I never properly thanked them then for that gruelling work. I guess because we thought that was normal. At the time I guess it was...
the Big Guy watched over us.
Very big natural gas territory there.
tree stump
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indeed. Lots of it sour
