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Skeet, Your father in law may have worked with my grandfather. He ran a team of horses skidding logs to the rail line where they loaded them on a train car to be taken down the mountains to the mill on a shay engine. Those guys were real men cutting trees with axes and cross cut saws. And those trees were not small! the biggest one they cut in the county was recorded as 13 feet in diameter 16 feet from the base and 10 feet in diameter 31 feet from the base. It was an oak. the stumps are still in the valley floor to this day. My first deer hunting cabin was a small dirt floor shack in the woods on a shay railroad track (the track is the road into my present cabin) and if that place could talk. I found a note in it when I first got the place which said. "Here is your dollar. Im paying up even though I know you cheat at cards but Im not going to work with a wood hick that cheats. Im heading for Elkins" It is now framed and hangs on the wall in my present camp.
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11-19-2006, 05:49 AM
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