My husband’s cousin was a lumberjack in the ‘70s. Then the spotted owl came along and he lost his job. They managed to make do and started their own business but in the end his wife had to run the business most of the summer because he was out there fighting fires and making money hand over fist.
I forgot to say this was in Oregon. To top it all off when the kids were grown and the business was established and they had cell phones his wife went to work running lunches, snacks and bottled water to the base camps.