That gif is a bit worse then the worst case I had.
It was a large, diseased, cottonwood that was leaning the ‘wrong way’ for the safety of our kennel building, and complicated by other surrounding things we didn’t want destroyed. I had a long channel of about 8-10 feet wide to fell it into.
I looked, plotted, and planned how to do it, then went inside to have lunch.
While eating, we heard a gawdawful crash outside: God had taken it down, on that windless day, dropping it in the center of the safe zone!
Some good wood at the base had caused it to twist as it fell, lining it up perfectly, missing everything.
Incredible story! Amazing!
Don’t cha love it when God does it instead of us?
Windless day? Right in safe zone?
Yup. Had to be God!
Haha... that’s some good luck you had.
When we moved into our last house, there were dead and rotting remains of a decent sized tree next to the pool fence.
Didn’t like the way it was leaning, so I tossed a rope over a decent branch about 20’ up the tree, and was going to stake the rope down to control the fall and ensure the tree didn’t wind up in the pool.
As I pulled the rope tight around the branch, the trunk crumbled and the whole tree came down about a foot outside the fence. I was lucky to get out of the way.
And there sat the chainsaw, never even started.