A
day or so back I was whining (what else is new?) about my chainsaw
woes and how bummed I was about all the money it was going to cost to
fix it. I even regretted taking it in because I realized after the
fact that I probably could have taken it to one of my logger friends
or My Mentor (who is experienced with logging) and they might have
been able to have fixed it, or at least given me more insight into
the problem. Instead, I took it to Joe's and before I could grab the
thing back the guy had the tag on it and took it out back to the
mechanic. Done and over. He even mentioned that the problem I
described could have meant a broken seal, for which the repair costs
the big bucks. Total bummer. I decided that if that was the problem,
I would simply take the saw back home and wait until spring, when I
would really need it... and would have time to save up the cash to
pay for it.
They
said it would take about a week, but of course I called after a
couple of days to plead my case. They understood, they are cool guys
and probably deal with broke losers like me all the time, but they
are a business, and one thing you learn when you're training to be a
real man is that the cost of labor kills you. I think they sensed my
neurotic frugality and told me they'd call me when the estimate was
done.
On
Friday they did in fact call, and the news was good. They said the
repair cost was $20, and now I have the saw back with a little more
time before the snows come. This means I just might be able to finish
the second wood pile after all. Don't want to count my chickens just
yet, there's a fair amount that needs to be done, but at least
progress can continue. I love when that happens.
Until
the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Len Matthews for the pic.
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