From our footsteps, giant forests grow.
Typical spring block, fairly flat though.
We normally get almost no sunshine. This spring was pretty decent weather, several days of sun.
Off to the races, first thing in the morning.
Cedar seedling.
Typical spring block for the north Island. The blocks are generally a lot flatter in the spring than in the fall.
Everything is green already.
Early morning mists.
Vincent.
Lots of slash.
Arriving at the block.
Scooter, coming off a completed piece.
Spools of logging cable.
Simon.
The log sort at Thurburn.
Old logging equipment.
Log booms, ready to be tugged away for processing at a mill on the other side of the Island.
These flags showed Douglas Fir stumps with root rot. It was a fir block, but we weren't allowed to plant fir within 7m of a stump that had root rot.
Early morning in mid-April.
Marl.
My MTC on a sunny day.
Here's a piece I planted overlooking Port Hardy.
Mixing species is common.
There are usually lots of old growth stumps on our blocks.
Overlooking the inlet that Port Alice sits on.
Early morning mists.
A typical spring block.
A typical spring block.
Scooter. This was the day that I planted my millionth tree.
Typical slash on the block.
Vincent.
Simon.
Sometimes, a small creek runs through your piece.
Andrew.
Old logging equipment.
Sometimes, the slash in our pieces is fairly large.
Log booms.
Arbutus tree.
Lars Zergun.
Andrew, taking photos.
A typical block.
Mark.
A bit of frost this morning.
Another cedar seedling.
It's hard to really capture how steep the blocks are with a still camera, although the spring blocks usually aren't too bad.
Early morning planting.
Bagging up.
My MTC.
A typical block.
Early morning frost on a red alder fill plant.
Andrew, bagging up.
Jillian, on a chilly morning.
Erik.
Jillian.
Old logging equipment.
Old logging equipment.
Log booms in Port Alice.
This was interesting, although the photo doesn't show it well. The entire area was a bitumen seep, so I was basically planting in a heap of coal.
Wearing gloves doesn't necessarily keep your hands very clean.
End of the day.
A typical piece.
A typical piece. This one wasn't very fun.
Phil.
My work boots.
Near Port Alice.
Early morning fog.
A typical block, with a light dusting of early-morning snow.
Early morning mists, clearing off.
Craig.
A box of red alder trees. We don't plant these very often.
First aid stretcher basket on the truck.
Simon.
Marl. She had an awesome helmet mount for her GoPro that she designed herself.
A bridge to nowhere.
Thurburn.
Spools of logging cable.
Port Alice. I planted on all those blocks across the water a few years ago.
A bag-up of Douglas Fir.
Early morning fog on the block.
Mike, Jessie, and Alyssa.