Just had to share my little throw line tale of the week.... I connected with a tree service after relocating up to Alaska this past season... the owner, about 15 years my senior & myself, utterly & entirely different 24+ year careers in how we came to be in the tree care industry.. myself, Portland Oregon with one of the oldest well respected outfits in the Pacific NW with roots back to the early 1900's in orchard care, and was brought up in TCIA & ISA culture & standards & cut my teeth with true tree care professionals... The boss, straight out of the woods logger who eventually saw the profit in residential tree care & made the "switch" so to speak... So I meet him in a parking lot, hand over my resume & instantly feel judged.. I'm tattoo'd & pierced & he's a conservative god fearing fella... figured to myself "well that was a waste of 2 sheets of paper"... few days later he asks for professional references from me, then the job offer comes a few days later... First day on the job, several huge spruce trees to take down, close to a house, barely enough room to lay them down whole... something I wouldn't have even remotely considered doing since I'm a take em' down in their own canopy footprint both for the safety of it, as well as not creating a debris field the length of the height of the tree... but its his insurance policy at play & he's the boss so he scoffs & says just get a pull line in it & I'll dump it... You betcha Boss Man... So I waste no time going & grabbing my vintage suitcase I was hauling all my gear around in from my van & walk it to the base of the first tree... the look on his face seeing the pea green hardshell old suitcase was priceless... his face said "what on earth did I just hire here".... Crack the case open, pull out my little upright round cooler that I've found to be the best throwline container EVER & close my suitcase.. still, his face is just absolute disbelief in what he's watching.... I move the suitcase away from the base of the tree & start making a bunch of coils in my left hand of the throwline and start sighting in my target while I pendulum the bag in my right hand... not bragging here, but being one hell of a tosser I hit about the 60' mark dead on first shot... by now he's stormed over to me, not looking pleased asking what I'm doing... umm... you asked for a pull line, I'm setting it.. we then spend about 2 minutes having a conversation about efficiency & how he does it... which is quit f*cking about, git yer' spurs on & climb up & set the line & get back down... under a minute after that conversation, which he even had a few snide comments about my masculinity for using such goofy things... I was standing out in the yard ready to pull... Nothing else said about that wimpy little gadget... just saw in his hand ready to face cut... face still pickled that I didn't do it his way. A few days later another comment about my saw lanyard, he can't undestand why fellas would waste money on a fancy lanyard when an old piece of three strand jute tied in a knot works just fine... So the season progresses, he starts morphing from being on every single job to recognizing this weird looking city slicker *might* just know what he's doing & begins becoming an absentee boss.. silently transitioning me from a good groundsman to the crew leader... And of course the entire time he's softening up to me & seeing all the techniques I'm bringing to the table....
Last Thursday he shows up to a large job he set me & my one groundsman on with a big old dopey smile on his face as he unloads a cardboard box from the toolbox of his truck... "break this in for me" he says as he pulls a still in the bag throw kit & breakaway lanyard....
How anyone can work this industry without a throwline is beyond me.. and I cannot help but feel the old grizzled woodsman *might* feel he's wasted a TON of energy running his business by not having one!
So to the OP's subject line question, "who here uses a throwline?".... I can't imagine anyone would/should/could say "not me" anymore!
Next to experience & good boots, its likely one of the most important tools in my kit.
At some point I'll have to maybe recount the dismay on his face when he first saw me head up a tree with my Silky handsaw... yet another priceless yet oddly judgmental moment.
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