How can I NOT reblog this. I’m one of the “stars” and was the “spotter” that day of said Survivor!! 🙂
The Survivor makes a powerful first impression. It’s one of the more unique trees that I have known
In a cool, quiet, forest glade in the North Shore Mountains sits a most venerable tree. Surrounded by a healthy stand of Pacific Silver Fir, this Western Red Cedar makes a daunting first impression. As you approach it from the south, the first thing you notice is the gaping wedge that has been cut from the trunk that almost resembles a mouth, of sorts. The many burls and aged trunk bely its centuries of growth, and its top thrives brilliantly, likely well into a seventh century of growth. Countless folk cruise within 40 metres of it it unwittingly every day without noticing it, on their way to Norvan Falls and points beyond. I call this tree The Survivor, and its narrative is well worth sharing.
The surrounding forest is perfect for silver…
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wow what a tree and i loved the winter shots. and yes, you had to. star bro