Friday, a work week is coming to its end. Up 5:00, securely with porridge for breakfast, then one and a half hour's drive to the current nature reserve.
30 kg larch timber must first be worn about 2 km in steep and rugged terrain, and then it will be operating a chain saw rest of the day. Wonderful, never bored at work!
Was joined for a while by a hunting dog, it's elk hunt going on, but it seemed more interested in our backpacks (where lunch sandwiches loomed) than moose!
Fought on trying to finish a sanctuary boundary before the weekend, and managed even though it was late. 17:30 was 27 kg packing ready to go home with a few more km crappy terrain, and one and a half hour's drive, predominantly along poor dirt roads. I did not have trouble falling asleep last night.
Some moments I feel like I'm too old for this shit ... But it is often forgotten the very next morning. ;-)