Vintage Picture of Logging Operation
For a time, Daddy had an old time logging operation. Mr. Bill was old when Daddy was just a kid so he was probably at least eighty at the time he ran Daddy’s brought his horses and came to work. He set up camp in a shack on skids he hauled in on his old truck. A mess of barking dogs piled out when he opened the truck door, quieting at his word. A truck pulled in behind him hauling in his two enormous logging horses. At Uncle Bill’s command, the horses backed out of the trailer and moved into position behind his truck. He harnessed them to chains attached to the shack. In seconds it was unloaded and skidded into place. He quickly set to work sawing and positioning a few saplings to make a shelter for the horses, topping it was a few pieces of tin he pulled from the back of his truck. Two bucket for feed and a water bucket later, he and the horses were snug at home. The intelligent horses needed no reins, following Bill’s verbal commands as they slid the big logs out of the thickets, positioning them in perfect loading position next to the skids of the log wagon. There they waited until unchained from their load, only to walk around the wagon to assume their position on the opposite side of the wagon. As soon as they heard the chain hooked to their harness, they worked in tandem to pull the huge logs onto the wagon, halting at the sound of the logs settling into place. Had they only had opposable thumbs and been able to manage the chains, they wouldn’t have needed the help of the man at all. It was amazing to see the skill and respect Bill and his giants shared in the job they did.