I was digging through old photos last month and found this picture of myself in a big chestnut oak. This was taken probably eighteen years ago, jeez. Note the distinct lack of PPE. At that time I didn't know what PPE was. I didn't know anything. If you look hard you can see my 24 inch Fanno handsaw and the old stihl 020. This was a view job where we were slaughtering all these ancient trees to make a landscape architect happy and create a "filigree" to frame the customers view, whatever that means. I don't want to know how old this tree was. I think I was removing it (don't ask me why it looks like this, like I said, I knew nothing), you can't see but it was actually on the edge of a small cliff. This photo was taken at the end of the second day, we had to finish the next day. It was pretty warm but the next day a cold front came in. I was back up in that tree and the winds were gusting a good seven beaufort-uh, I mean, about sixty mph or 96 kmh, it got really cold and sleety. I was pretty gripped but my boss made us finish. The other climber quit after that day. Luckily it was a chestnut oak with no leaves (or branches after I was through), and probably that was nothing much for that tree in that spot. But I'll just say a bit of wind is fine (depending on the tree and the wind), but after a point it's just stupid to be up there.