A blend of history and autobiography set against the primitive background of post-war logging camps and populated by a bygone breed of crude, philosophical, charming, and inveterately fascinating men. The author came to British Columbia in 1951 to shore up his family's war-blasted fortunes, and to follow a childhood dream. His memories of forty-one years in the woods are crisp and clear, the descriptions of death and adversity taut and visceral. At the heart of the book are the numerous camp-dwellers themselves. Men with names like Sidewinder, Slippery, Ha Ha Harry and Whispering Swede leap out from every page and demand to be remembered.