Jimway
Well-known member
'Fear no tree', that's what it says right there on the side of the chainsaw in green lettering. Right after that, in faded sharpie pen it says, 'or Bear'. There's a story behind these words. As some stories go and do, it has grown a small bit and improved in stature and now, when being retold, even if I do say so myself, is starting to scratch at legend status. We have got to go back a couple of years to the seventies or so. This was a time when there wasn't any enviornment to speak of. There wasn't any problems like the air getting thinner, or the ground getting harder, the night being darker,or the trees being taller, or gravity having approximatly doubled like nowadays. Believe it or not, back in those days, Old Jimway was known as Young Jimway or other names preceeded by the term 'Young', or sometimes 'Little'. Back then, Old Jim stood up straight, had dark brown hair, had vision like a hawk, a beard like ZZ-Top, and if you tapped him on the shoulder, it sounded alot like tapping a 12 inch Crescent wrench upon a 4 by 8 sheet of 1/2 inch high carbon plate steel. Now it sounds more like a sack of mashed potatoes, and hurts too. What's up with that. Out in the woods, a certain comradery develops among the participants. Often, some of the more colorful participants may become identified by a nickname like Gleamin Dave, ManMountain, JohnDeere, Outerlimits, Sphinxs( I called him Sphinxster every once in a while), The Mechanic, Puke, and the list could go on. Scrambling around the woods being what it is, or was, some of these guys aren't around but in spirit anymore.