I had had a trial session with the mitre saw in the old year, but that was just to figure out how it worked. And I had also decided I should change the blade. For now I am only cutting firewood, and the neighbour had said that I should use a coarse blade for that, while I had bought it from him with a fine blade in position (he had given me the coarse blade as an accessory). And I had managed to change the blade over the holidays, but I hadn't found time to actually start sawing. But after I had brought Tim back home again after a weekend that featured walnut tree murder and dinner in Voltaire, I did have a go.
Crikey that thing is fast! I have some rather chunky wood, inherited from Neuadd Ogwen, and it is really quite an effort to saw through it by hand. The mitre saw goes through it like a hot knife through butter. I will not have to worry about either running out of firewood, or about having the garage clog up with uncut firewood. Just an hour with that thing really produces a lot of stove-ready pieces. And, therefore, frees up quite some space.
Since my well-documented pallet adventures I had gathered three more (conventional size or smaller, this time, but still), and they take up a lot of space. And I still had all the wood from Neuadd Ogwen that I had removed the joist hangers from. So it was getting overly crowded in there! So on the Saturday I had demolished two pallets, and on the Sunday all that wood ended up in suitably sized pieces. This is progress!
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| Lots of wood! Which was getting in the way. There is a lot less now. |
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