Horse Loggin’, Okanagan
By Bud McKague (1935-2002) In the winter Okanagan In the old days of horse loggin’, When the skid teams come a ‘foggin’, I can hear their tug chains still. And the faller, was a bawler, And you should of heard him holler, “Timber!” down the mountain; You could hear it at the mill. And the …