Victim #1: Big, hanging log that snapped before we cut all the way through. Awesome!
Victim #2: A complete trail obscurity requiring one cut to swing the end around. Child's play.
Victims #3 and #4: Some solid MFs that had no chance against the circulating chain! Chumps. If you're squeamish, don't look at the next photo...
I told you! Those logs got schooled!
Victims #5 and #6: Chump change. See the next photo...
Victim #7: I don't know why I even bothered...took like two minutes.
Victim #8: So tiny and whimpy you can barely see it. Look at the upper left of the photo. I could have chewed through it with my bare teeth.
Victim #9: Taunting Bill is a bad idea. He has a strong prejudice against downed pine trees...
I tried to warn that tree but it was totally frontin' and ended up paying the price. Look at the expression of raw hatred on Bill's face!
Victims #10 and #11: Just beyond the turn to the Arch trail we found these scumbags.
Victim #12: A fancy-pants log trying to pull a fast one by staying high. It didn't realize I'd be so tall!
Victim #13 and #14: Two tiny ones barely worth our time. #13 is already cut in this photo.
Victim #15: A stubborn little guy that put up a good fight but it was short-lived...
Victim #16: This one put up the biggest fight of the day. It required four cuts and lots of grunting to pull its frozen carcass out of the trail but we persevered...
And that was it for the cutting for the day.
On the way out we spied what could be LA's newest and most classic mixed line... I'm quite sure Beguin climbed it in the 90s.
A huge pillar that had already fallen was at the base.
Bill points out the pillar.