Logging

Mrs C is a way to Copenhagen for a few days with her mum to see her niece M who is studying there, so my first job of the day was to take them to the airport. It was sunny when we left, but hazey to the west of Edinburgh, so Arlo and I headed south for a walk near West Linton, which was nice. The forest is being harvested and to the left of the photo it is all cleared. The logging machine is the distance, cutting them, stripping them of branches then cutting them into logs. I wonder how much they get for a log...