I managed to cajole the ladies into letting me have at my toy today. See, I had to "clean up my room" to make a place for it, and I didn't know just how big of a place I needed without the lathe, see, and if I have the lathe anyway... well, I might as well just stick some wood on it just this once, see, and make sure it works.
So I did. I have a couple little raggedy looking, splintery spindles to show for it. (Well, my tools are nowhere close to sharp, so what did I expect?)
Also, my wedding ring fingernail is split halfway down to the crescent moon thingie at the bottom. Ouch. I wish I could figure out how I did that, so I don't do it again. I got it caught between the tool and the tool rest I think.
Then I have a huge dent in the wall on the far side of my shop from where I tried to spin a piece of that maple I've been saving up. I whacked it onto the spur drive, snugged up the live center, flipped the switch, and it didn't even get up to speed before throwing the log off at 300 mph. I sure am glad it didn't sail *toward* me.
Face shield hell. My face shield wouldn't have stopped that thing from fracturing my skull, and that wasn't even a particularly big log. (6" long,
3" in diameter.)I'm beginning to think you people are a little bit crazy. :)
I definitely need to get something less wussy to protect my head. Maybe a suit of armor or an umpire getup.
On the bright side, I figured out how to fit it into the shop without getting rid of anything or making my life too horribly inconvenient. I even bought room for a bigger table saw in the bargain.
Anyway, it's a start.
Happy Yule!