By Michael Nickels
Four days later we met Dirk at a camp just outside of Cassidy near Nanaimo Lakes. The following morning he took Pat and I to the clearcut block and said, "So I know you've never planted before, so here is how it is done. Follow me, pay attention and keep up!" We followed as Dirk went into Ninja-mode slicing his way like the Tasmanian Devil through bush and slash, wildly flailing his mattock.