That whole blackberry technique sounds like making hard yards, Ty. When I had blackberries in my hobby farming days (acres of them, in total, often well above my head) I sprayed them in the growing season with a Rega copper backpack, and let them dry up and fall down on their own. Best thing was, the Garlon didn't hurt the tree ferns. That process took 5 years to just about wipe out the blackberries. If the terrain hadn't been so steep, and the whole 50-odd acres hadn't been an old-growth forest, I could have done what my flatland grazier neighbours did, and just hired a guy with a mega-spray on the back of a 4WD to blast it all in a couple of hours, instead of it taking half a dozen weekends each year. Still, there are worse ways to spend fine summer mornings than standing in a leafy glade by a creek, surrounded by tree ferns, watching the odd wombat break cover and scramble up the ridge. I wouldn't do it again, but it's nice to look back on. Unfortunately the whole place seems to have been burned up in the big Victorian bush fires a couple of years ago. Begorrah Paddy, we just got out of that paddock in time! (I can't tell the joke that is the punch line from, ethnic humour isn't PC these days.)
