The giant size of the stump gives a good idea of the size of the old growth trees.
As the first waves of loggers swept over great portions of the Pacific
Northwest’s old-growth forests in the second half of the nineteenth
century, those men opened up the dark dense woodlands to settlement. And
they surely left their mark on the land. Extracting massive logs that
were skidded away by oxen or floated down rivers to sawmills, the best
wood was highly prized. Left behind was a scarred landscape, scrap wood,
and stumps. Many stumps. Huge stumps. Stumps that still stood a full 10
feet high but were undesirable as lumber because they tended to swell
down toward their base, making the wood-grain uneven. More @ Vintag
As the first waves of loggers swept over great portions of the Pacific Northwest’s old-growth forests in the second half of the nineteenth century, those men opened up the dark dense woodlands to settlement. And they surely left their mark on the land. Extracting massive logs that were skidded away by oxen or floated down rivers to sawmills, the best wood was highly prized. Left behind was a scarred landscape, scrap wood, and stumps. Many stumps. Huge stumps. Stumps that still stood a full 10 feet high but were undesirable as lumber because they tended to swell down toward their base, making the wood-grain uneven.
Anybody else remember reading My Side of the Mountain, or seeing the film?
ReplyDeleteI haven't but reading now. Thanks.
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