Loading Logs

Hubby came home, cell phone in hand, loaded with pictures. How I got them from his phone to my computer without paying Telus a dime is another story but lets just say it was perfectly legal and a bit of a pain.

These pictures are all taken in Queen Charlotte City, a small community located at the south end of Graham Island. Hubby is working in a sort yard on the north side of town beside the ocean. It feels like he is a million miles from home but with lack of work for our own machine he has had no choice but to take a job elsewhere. As a logger's wife I totally understand and over the last 15 years it's something we have gotten used to.


All loads are oversize, lack of people and location allows for this. Compared to a regular load there is about 3 to 4 times more wood on each truck.

There's only two trucks he has to deal with and they come in several times a day.

Hubby operates a Volvo Loader. Those tires are in excess of six feet high, the cedar log he's parked beside is well above that and something we don't see in our area.

The logs can be extremely heavy depending on species and the loader strains to pick them up.

He has to offload the trucks, sort the wood, load them into a bunk and there they are banded and dropped into the ocean.

A dozer boat comes along, gathers all the bundles, takes them out to another pen where they sit and wait for a self loading barge to come pick them up. Hubby works for 12-13 hours per day 7 days a week, and is enjoying his days off right now :)