Another day climbing. Doubled my distance from last time, and I was toting my new echo instead of a handsaw. A little disappointed cause I didn't finish. It's all easier in my head than it is in real life :^P I was getting tired, and the addition of a chainsaw added complexity. Sprinkle in a touch of fear, and I figured I'd save some for another day. I have forever, so there's no point in pushing too hard. That's how mistakes happen.
Mishaps...
Vines were a PITA, and I dropped the saw once. My paracord lanyard held, but I need to make it a touch shorter. I bought light cord specifically for this, in safety green. Eyeballing, and factoring in knots, I think it's sufficiently strong, while also being sufficiently weak to break away if necessary.
Spurs are still sticking hard. Once I plant myself to cut, they don't want to let go. I spend more time trying to twist myself free than actual climbing.
Overall clumsiness... It's not feeling like second nature. I think I could do pretty well climbing up and down a perfectly clean spar, but factoring natural randomness, and doing work, I'm not feeling graceful. Need to get more comfortable in the tree.
I'm pleased with the new echo. It's light and nimble with the 16" bar. After I finished the climb, I took down a small poplar, and cut a burl off my fallen oak. It stumbled a bit on the burl. I had the bar fully buried, and had to let up pressure, but I think that's understandable. Found a cache of acorns inside the burl which amused me greatly. I saved some, though they're all cracked open. I'll put them in a little jar. Dunno what I'll do with the burl, but it won't get burned. I'll try to think of something within my ability to save it as a memento.