I'm often am asked "how did you ever get into the Sawmilling business?" Well it's a little like this.
One day while living in Wiarton, I woke up and walked outside with my chainsaw and while cutting down a tree in the woods little to my knowing the vibration traveled below the ground and actually fell dead tree onto my head and knocked me out. For some reason I actually wore my hard hat that day. Good thing, the hard hat broke and I lay in the woods in the snow knocked out. While I was asleep, the woodsies came out to help me. You know Little Freddie the silver red fox, the three bunnies who lived by the road, Isabella the cougar, and Tom the black bear. Thank goodness, they took care of me while I was asleep. When I woke up they all gave me a swift scolding for going into the woods by myself, and with no buddy system. I thanked them for their care and apologized for my working by myself, and I promised never to cut down trees and to recycle woods as much as possible. Like I said most of the story was true. Oh yah, the hard hat is in a doctor's office in Wiarton for full display.
In truth my wife convinced me to purchase a sawmill as an add on to our business and we've never looked back. Thanks Honey.
I hope that you will venture a deal with Sawmill Sid. After all we are the provinces most sought after sawyer.