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So, was it only like a knee ascender and a foot ascender that was holding you up or something? Plus maybe a weak tether to an SRT chest harness, maybe

Tim

Hard to recall exactly. First time was a foot ascender, petzel hand ascender modified with a two hand handle bar and a rope wrench with over the shoulder lanyard I believe. Second was with bdb and probably foot and knee ascender with a chest tether. Just stoooopid really!
Sit test is a must normally but often awkward with foot/knee ascenders. No excuse though. Foolish and embarrassing. one can ignore reality but not the consequences of reality.
Srt has been an evolutionary process for me as it seems every time I get back to it some new advance has been made and I'm eager to order such and such gadget or reconfigure something. I guess more slow and low before I jump into a work climb with a new set up and religiously check my connection to harness ON THE GROUND
 
Wow, don't know how I missed this thread but, it's a good one. I had a really good mentor who was a stickler about much of the bad habits. Chain saw pants all day long every day, every season. Two handing a saw– my first climbing saw was an 026 with an 18" bar so one handing wasn't a natural act. My fall pointed out one bad habit, rationalizing a decision made in haste. I let my mind get ahead of where I am. I've stopped thinking about anything else but the task at hand. If I'm asked a question or find something distracting, I'll stop whatever it is I'm doing and pause until I'm either finished the conversation or the distraction has passed. Driving home exhausted. I've stopped a few times but not enough. I'm working on that one.

Overall, I don't find a reason to do something that pertains to safety. I just do it reminding myself that the "rule" is the result of a lost life. I don't want to add my name to the list.
 
Here's a couple of shots from a very high tie in point in a great crotch. Only thing was, I couldn't really tell even with binoculars whether I had a good anchor. Fortunately, I trusted my instincts and didn't go up on this one. Instead I tied into a good sturdy branch below, and climbed the stem till I could actually see what the situation was. Good thing. I probably couldn't do this again if I tried.20150809_165243.webp 20150809_165243.webpOnce I got up there I was able to rearrange it in a satisfactory way.
 

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I will hang out of a bucket like A mad man. Even hopping out on a branch if its below forty feet or so and I can't reach that last cut. The bucket can be awesome but when an important cut is staring me in the face and I'm only a foot away I want to freak out. Still never adjusted the fall arrest harness for my fit.
 
When this thread popped back up I was forced to reflect upon the bad habit that prompted me to start it. And I am happy to say that while I have not broken the habit of neglecting to lanyard in before a cut. I have decreased the amount that I do it significantly. And I am much more mindful of the idea of redundancy when cutting. So, it worked for me. Don't know about the rest of you misanthropes.
 
I actually prefer to look where I clip my lanyard, instead of feel or hear. Biners clipped to a bungie loop on the harness can make the same sound!

too true I am more at the feel on the harness rings with the tug and jingle stuff the double tug to tell that it is located on the side D not a tool ring and the sound of moving the gate on the ring to establish if the gate has closed on the ring.
I still visually check the instant that any of these indicators do not ring true straight away.

And I am much more mindful of the idea of redundancy when cutting. So, it worked for me. Don't know about the rest of you misanthropes.
Stihl working on it but the effect is holding ( damm voice in my head can't drown it out so readily anymore). (y)
 

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