Thanks for the comments guys.
Snag, that was the first time I thought my legs might give out on me.
Roy, that is a sweet yew bow you have there. I have had a peak at Keenan's stash and he has some fine yew.
Sorry Bryce, it was just me and the dogs this time.
Thanks Del, I did rattle the woods with the motor saw a little later in the day. It cuts much quicker, but it is a pain to haul in and out along with the logs. Anything over 1/2 mile in in these steep areas just eats you up when you are carrying logs and saws. I should have made a cut on the underside, but I was a foot or two in from where I really wanted to cut...just couldn't reach, so no damage done.
Thanks Dean, the waterfall was nice.
Thanks Pearl. Even the straightest in the pile have a little bit of twist. But straight as I have seen.
Blackhawk...The nice thing about yew is that sometimes one of these red staves turns into two or three of them gold ones.
Greg, it is beautiful indeed. Zen moments abound when you get out on foot and find that first tree, but then you start trying to haul this stuff out and you are cursing the steep ravines, the loose soil, the windfall cedars, the vine maple and rhododendron thickets. But a cool drink from the snow melt creek, the song of a varied thrush and a look at your prize and it is all well worth it. But if I had the option to cut yew next to a road in a boring flat development site...you bet that is where I would be cutting!
Clint, I split the ones that look like they will split straight. Bandsaw the branch staves and other gnarly logs that just have one clean stave hiding in them. This trip I had to split a few on site just to get them out of there. I carry a backpack with a 8 lb sledge, a camp axe, and half doz. yew wood wedges.
Kip, no trout in there. I had to pack my fish in...good ol kipper snacks
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Thanks Jack. At least you have lots of that gold stuff!