We were Lumberjacks...and we're OK!

So...over where we are hoping to build the new Roxy shed there looms a large dead tree. It suddenly died about two or three years ago. It is in such a position that should it fall it would either crush the loo, the chook shed, the garden or the house and so it had to go.Having cleared the VW and the trailer out it opened up a whole new felling zone behind the house but there were some smaller trees in the way and we were worried about the bottle wall.I have never felled such a big tree before but Will had. He climbed a ladder and tied a rope around it about a third of the way up which I was to pull on when he gave me the signal.He then set about cutting out a wedge on the side of the tree facing the direction which we wanted it to fall, then I took up the slack on the rope and he started to cut in on the opposite side of the trunk towards the cut out wedge."We have to call out 'Timber!' " I said, but as it started to topple that went out of my head.It looked like it was falling more towards the house than we expected and I shifted right a bit to try and pull it over but it was a huge tree and it was going where it wanted so I got out of the way sharpish.It came down with such a crash! It fell slightly nearer to the house than we had hoped, it's top most branches breaking on the guttering and one lower branch snapped two of the bottlenecks on the bottle wall but that was the only damage.It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time as it came down and then I suddenly felt very sad...that all those years of its growth had come down to this moment ...but it had to be felled, it was too much of a hazard.