Ah spring! When a young man’s fancy turns to auctions.
For some reason I woke up around 4:00 am (It does exist! Who knew?!) Saturday morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. Can’t run the planer at that hour. (At least that’s what the nice policeman told me last time.) So, nothing for it but to quietly surf the net so I don’t wake the fam. First stop: the classifieds section of my local newspaper to see what auctions are on for the day. I was not disappointed. An old tool enthusiast was liquidating his collection which included perhaps a hundred old Stanley hand planes. I had a lot of time and anticipation to kill until 10am—the start of the auction—so I spent it on a little plane lore research … Then some shop time. Then a trip to the home center. Some more shop time. A little more research. (Note to self: When you find yourself awake at 4am, go back to sleep). Then a nice little drive through the country. And finally, this:
Things are looking up. They’re no longer calling me “Hard-Luck Luke” around here. If you read my last post, you’ll remember that I was left with no working computer, a busted tablesaw motor, and a long weekend.
Things took a huge turn this past week:
1) I made a trip to Boston where I got to assist Bob H. in interviewing a certain famous woodworker (2 hints: name rhymes with “form.” First letter: N). Read more
So, the Grizzly Tent Sale along with the recent article in issue 179, “The Best Tool I Ever Bought,” got me thinking about this question. What is the best tool deal I ever got? I think this is a question that has some real discussion potential. It’s the woodworking equivalent of old war stories. So, I’ll start.