I also got a raging sunburned neck despite the clouds. Duh on me. JT came--he was smart and wore his big wide-brimmed hat. RS came. They both operated the forklift, as did prettypammie...no-depth-perception-boy here demurred, not wanting to run a fork into the extremely expensive portable sawmill.
Incredible and versatile machine. Pictures to follow.
Water. Stretching. NSAIDs. Water. Aloe. Sleep.
Think good "not waking up feeling like I am an octogenarian" feelings my way, mmmmkay?