
Originally Posted by
Finish Blademan
My dad broke his leg when a dozer winch fell on it.They pulled me out of school for a week to help my grandpa keep logging.He put me on the dozer dragging cable and skidding while he cut hardwood timber.Thats how my family made a living. I was thirteen years old and loading log trucks,skidding,and topping timber with a chainsaw to help my grandpa who would cut the logs he wanted out of a red oak,white oak,walnut,maple,hickory etcetera.
Rough derned life and we just barely survived really after all the expenses.
Anyways,thats how I got started.After I finished my first four years of service in the Army as a Scout.I went back to heavy equipment and ran a boxblade for an old feller who ran the blade.I`d do his corner cuts and fills and keep his windrows picked up,run the water truck,run the roller.etc.He started teaching me to run a blade slowly.
I picked it up pretty well but it took me a year before I could hit the ground right.And a couple more years before I was worth a hoot at cutting bluetops.I somehow stayed at it and I`m still at it.