Ooo Ooo Oooo Staying Alive!

Somehow I ended up working this Summer.  Not that I don't work; I personally know FICA as a frenemy as I do pay SS & Medicare taxes all year long, attempt random paperwork at one am in the morning and legally I really am a Forestry Technician! But we don't work in the Summer mostly due to Motorcycle rallies, heat, and dying from heat. Neither one of us wants to drag the other's body out of the woods. We are off trail you know, miles in, so the word "dragging" is appropriate. 

We do have safety meetings daily, remember?

Anyhow, this year was different.

 We worked this Summer.

Three notable points to take away from this blogpost right now for future reference-

1) I had my 5 year final Cancer scan and lab workup after all of this. AFTER. Just a week ago. My Hematologist Oncologist said it best; "at age 53, if you didn't have a Heart Attack or Stroke while working in the woods, you must be very healthy"  He is right. 

So, according to the Timbercruising tests and Cancer clinic's , Im free at last!! Officially cured of Unicentric Castleman's Disease. But now that means I have to lose the chemo weight I have been working on for "just in case". NO MORE ICE CREAM FOR YOOOOU my mind screams while my hands grab. Yes, IT IS hard being me.

 2) Because in my world this Summer I did not have cell phone coverage nor wifi, I was on a sabbatical from the outside world. But not from the outside "outside" (dont worry, I know where I am going with this) Anyhow since I was being technologically dried out (versus... well, you know.)  I took what they can only describe as "sh*t-tons" of photos and fun VIDEO with a new little go pro thing- the only thing I could get my hands on that didnt whimper in the woods.  

AND YES, I have video of what we exactly do in the woods. Its being audited as we type. BEcause it needs to be. Dont ask. Not now.

3) I actually lived in the woods with the government's permission. Out of a tiny footprint of a travel trailer parked in the middle of nowhere. I have photo proof.  Once the locals ("all 3 of them, but if you count in the tourists...") found out we were working and not squatting ("who are those people who keep swimming at night in an above 6000ft lake?") they were okay with it.  Until we had "dead pet week" and kept asking "uh whose dead pets are these we keep finding in the woods?"  at the local tourist bar.  Not a good conversation starter for someone who looks like they have been living in the woods- I dont recommend making friends this way, because its awfully hard to insert the topic into any conversation. "By the way...." while looking like you might not have seen a washcloth in a while. JUST NOT GOOD. Im sure with the time I spent running hot water in their bathroom sink behind close doors they were probably thinking of calling up 911. "Nope, No, they are just Timber Cruisers, feed them, give them a beer and let them go back to work" the authorities would say, as they were too busy with the naked bikers and touristic traffic down below. 

Yep. Timber Cruising is not a walk in the woods, people, its DEDICATION. DEDICATION TO ALL that is holy and unholy and those things you just cant describe but know if you did it could possible get you a free beer or milkshake...

So once my mind gets rest from climbing over acres of downed trees crisscrossed and tangled like a timber cruiser's unbrushed head of hair (why do I know this? ) , scaling talis at a 60 percent angle ("Ooo look at the pretty little rocks that are rolling down... uh-oh"), aging trees while hanging over cliff edges (that one is kinda fun), and most importantly, trying to understand what I was seeing when I peered into that box of fur left in the woods (note: dont.) I plan on posting more soon, if anything, to warn others.

It's my job.



  1. So glad to see you back, blogging & cancer FREE!!

  2. Oh boy, I am so excited. You are back and that Castleman's Disease I always knew was no match for a tough timber cruiser like yourself. Yippee.
    About the "just in case weight" I saw pics.... you look great keep eating ice cream yum yum. Plus you do more excercise in one hour than most of us do in a week while you work, this I know.
    Your stories are exciting, and get me out of my boring life please hurry and get them on here. With things like a box of fur, pet burials, beer and naked bikers and things that roll down the hill?????? I cannot wait I tell you. I am sitting on the edge of my seat. Welcome back my friend, and say Hi to Mr. Foresterman will you. HUGS B xo

  3. It's so nice to see a post from you! Congratulations on being cancer free. I can only imagine how wonderful it was to hear that. I'm 50 and am quite sure I couldn't be out moving around the woods, climbing over things and really using my muscles. You must be very fit! -Jenn

  4. That's a great milestone!! Yay!! I'd say, keep eating ice cream...especially if it's chocolate almond...or black raspberry...or coffee..or....

  5. HIP-HIP-HOORAY!!!!!!! Great News!!!! So glad to hear from youand know all is well. Will look forward to hearing about your summer adventures.

  6. So good to hear from you and your good news!!! Makes me grin! :) Love to read about your adventuresome life - looking forward to the pics; aren't those go-pros neat little gadgets??

  7. Welcome back. It sounds like the wilderness was good for you. :)

  8. HEY THERE! HELLO! So glad you are back! I've missed you. And I am SO GLAD to hear that all is clear with the Castleman's disease. Can't wait to hear some of your stories.

    Cindy Bee

  9. How great to have you back. How great that your Castleman's is gone for good! Wow, I'm so very happy for you for that. Amazing that I have known you for so long now. You look great in the picture and working in the forest must be good for you. Not much icecream to be found there, I imagine.

  10. Woohoo! All good news - but especially that you are BACK!

  11. Glad to have you back and Cancer Free! Wow! Your summer does sound interesting!

  12. Good to know that you have a clean bill of health!
    Now- on with the stories! As soon as you have a week or two of real baths and combed hair and ice cream, that is.

  13. Glad to know you are stayin' alive and free and clear of the Big C! On the other hand dropping out in the woods is certainly not the worst way to go...except Mr. Foresterman would have to drag out the body--all the time grumbling that ice cream. Been all summer in the woods myself without wifi and cell. Doesn't take long to fall off the wagon when the screens are back on does it? Not as rugged a summer as yours. Had showers and a tin tent to live in. But getting serenaded almost every night by girls singing about Princess Pat and Boom Chicka Boom can get a little old {Bless their hearts!).


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