The hole was ready and and the hope was that the butt end of the log would slide down the corner and drop into the hole.

Lines were tied to each side to prevent it from swinging as it was pulled up.
We got it all rigged up and tried lifting it with optimistic anticipation. First try, the winch did its best, but was just not strong enough. Not only was the log just too heavy, but the angle was not right and there was too much friction on the top of the wall. Many forces against it...
So, Jeff lifted while I put boards under so we could get it started as high as possible. We also dug a trench under the butt end to improve the angle as much as possible.
Closer and closer it got, but not enough to allow it to lift up. We then tried using a come-along to pull it up, but still not doing the trick. It was essentially just wedging into the corner but not lifting up. Jeff decided the next step was to cut some of the end off the pole. He'd wanted it to be a little longer than necessary just in case, but turns out we could really do without 5 feet. This would help considerably.
Finally, thanks to the help of some very generous neighbors over the weekend, two logs were raised. They used the same method Jeff and I had tried, but used the come-along and the tree instead of the winch. They also had three strong guys instead of me. It took about 6 hours of work, including a few rainstorms, but they persevered. I arrived to see two vertical logs in the front two corners, very exciting progress.

The next two are in place and ready to lift.

While these back two poles have narrow holes to drop into there are trees behind that we can use to lift higher. We'll see...
Once the log was far enough up the hill they used 2x6 boards to push it over into position to line it up with the doorway. Once it was lined up, Jeff used the winch attached to another tree on the other side of the house while Don and a laboror helped guide it over the doorway.

So, finally Friday August 8th we were ready to pour concrete. I got a babysitter for Brooke, we had the ICF guy Russ there to help and oversee, and Jeff hired a few laborors. We were a little stressed that morning that all would go smoothly, both waking up at 3:30 AM in anticipation of the big day. I was supposed to pick up the concrete vibrator and meet Jeff there. Despite getting the wrong size vibrator and having to drive back and switch it and worrying that the laborors weren't going to show up, we were ready. The concrete pumper arrived around 8:30 to prepare to start pumping around 9:00. I helped carry hoses up the hill, which was quite exhausting. Eventually, the laborors showed up and we started to relax a bit. 
The laborors helped the pumper maneuver the hoses and the vibrator, Russ and Jeff ran around doing things here and there, overseeing things.
After going through three concrete trucks, we had just a little left to go. All had gone well, no blocks had popped out, which can happen. This was when I had to leave to pick up Brooke. It looked like there was just a little left to do and Jeff would be home shortly.
