The Stihl and proper recovery gear live in my truck nearly year round.Corvallis. Early eighties. Huge wind storm. Power out. I lived in a four-plex on a residential street lined with huge walnut and big leaf maple trees, some with trunks three or four feet in diameter. Every block of road in our neighborhood was crisscrossed with multiple fallen trees, some of them giants. And of course the highway and major roads were blocked too, with multiple downed powerlines, trees, and debris.
Shortly after dawn, the air was filled with the sounds of dozens of chain saws. The utility companies rescuing us? Nope. It was the men in the neighborhood, dismantling the fallen trees with their chain saws. They limbed the trees and cut the huge trunks into round slices about two feet across. Everyone in the neighborhood pitched in and hauled the limbs and debris into the adjacent yards and rolled the rounds off the road to be picked up by those with wood stoves. By noon the residential roads were all clear and passible. And by that time the utility and power company trucks had cleared the highway and main streets. That's all they had to do. Everyone's yards were full of debris, to be dealt with over the next few weeks. But transportation was restored in just a single morning.
I later learned that many who live or travel in the coastal mountains routinely carry a chainsaw in their trunks or pickups. If a tree falls across the road they do exactly like my neighbors--limb the tree, cut the trunk in rounds, clear the road, and leave the rounds for whomever wants them.