Tree cutting

We continued our annual tradition of hacking down a Charlie Brown tree in the Christmasy mountain wilderness again this year.  The difference was....it was nearly 50 degrees and there wasn't a trace of white stuff to be found.  SO...not so Christmsy, but still a gay ole time.  We went with the Foremans this year and Jackster and Duder tromped around the easy to navigate bare ground like they owned the place.  It's far more difficult when there's a foot of fresh snow, so that part proved to be beneficial for us all. 
We chose a new spot this year to search for THE tree and our options were not so fruitful.  SO...much to Tim's dismay, I chose a rather tall tree with the perfect "top."  There was just a whole lot of "bottom" that needed to be removed to get to that perfect "top."  But he did it and did it well (with Eric's karate chopping skiiiils thrown in there).  Dude thought it was awesome watching a "BIG BIG pokey ouchy Christmas tree" crashing to the forest floor.  The Foremans found a much more reasonable option that didn't require 15 minutes of sawing.  It was a super fun morning of Christmas fun.  Thanks Foremans for being troopers.   

Rock climbing was definitely a highlight for both dudes.

No Eric, that's not a viable option.  You need to be able to hang ornaments on it friend.

Sticks.  There were lots of them, readily available for little boys to whip around and poke their mothers with.

Duh duh DAAAA!  The tree with the perfect top!

Above mentioned karate skills at work.  Pretty impressive huh?

It's going....it's going...

It's GONE.

Duder lends a hand cutting off the bottom half of the tree.

The Foremans find.

Dude kinda looks like a limp doll in this shot. 

Hauling the trees (and the kids) back to the cars for a tailgate picnic. 

Stay tuned for the final result.  She's a quirky tree, but she fits right in with our quirky family.