Jeff
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- Location
- Marlborough, MA
The "Foreign Objects in the canopy" thread got me wondering: What's everyone's best animal in a tree story? Not the usual "the raccoon hissed at me" daily stuff, but more like Big Rig's golden shower and StihlMadd's stepping over a koala.
Mine: We were working downtown, removing every tree in 1 city block so they could put up a new parking garage. Easy bucket work, just hack and slash. One small maple had a Eastern Gray Squirrel in it, and despite several suggestive attempts from the guy in the bucket, it didn't want to come down and instead just kept climbing higher. Bucket guy kept limbing up the tree, and of course the squirrel kept climbing higher until he reached the top. (Maybe 50'?) Squirrel finally decides it's hopeless and jumps. Now remember, we're downtown in a concrete jungle, so all of us on the ground said "Ooooh, that's gonna be a messy splat!" Squirrel did his best spread eagle and managed to 'glide' across the narrow street to a vacant lot. About 3' off the ground, he grabbed the tippy top of a volunteer piece of woody brush, which bent over and stopped in an upside down U shape, with the squirrel now only 3" off the ground. He looked at us, let go of the brush and stepped off as calmly as if he was getting off the elevator, and ran off.
Once we all picked our jaws up off the pavement, the question arose: Did he plan that? Had he done that before? Or was he just 1 lucky s.o.b.?
Mine: We were working downtown, removing every tree in 1 city block so they could put up a new parking garage. Easy bucket work, just hack and slash. One small maple had a Eastern Gray Squirrel in it, and despite several suggestive attempts from the guy in the bucket, it didn't want to come down and instead just kept climbing higher. Bucket guy kept limbing up the tree, and of course the squirrel kept climbing higher until he reached the top. (Maybe 50'?) Squirrel finally decides it's hopeless and jumps. Now remember, we're downtown in a concrete jungle, so all of us on the ground said "Ooooh, that's gonna be a messy splat!" Squirrel did his best spread eagle and managed to 'glide' across the narrow street to a vacant lot. About 3' off the ground, he grabbed the tippy top of a volunteer piece of woody brush, which bent over and stopped in an upside down U shape, with the squirrel now only 3" off the ground. He looked at us, let go of the brush and stepped off as calmly as if he was getting off the elevator, and ran off.
Once we all picked our jaws up off the pavement, the question arose: Did he plan that? Had he done that before? Or was he just 1 lucky s.o.b.?
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