A few more pics of our trip from loading to leaving.
some aren't exactly chainsaw related, but I deleted all the tasteful noods so you're welcome
I went around at one point and took pics of all the piles of saws that weren't actually inside a vehicle , so in addition to the 4 pics I posted earlier this is it from me except a few vids I will get up shortly.
I got to meet a large sack of great guys and putting names to faces is always great.
Standout saws I actually ran (this list is shortened due to rain delay) -
Clint's JMS 066 really seemed to come alive with the 20", just walked through the logs like butta, like butta I tells ya.
Mike's JSM 066 was equally impressive and I gotta say his chain work is really nice, this saw self fed perfectly until you invariably got the urge to dog it in to see what would happen. Well the big ol junkyard dogs and the low rakers made it grabby as a sumbitch, but with no manhandling this saw moves like the USA swim team through water but doesn't piss on the mens room floor as far as I could tell.
Mike's Doc36 which I already knew was bad ass cause it lived with me for a month
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he also had his dad's all original 036 there for comparison and it is startling how much better Al can make this model run over an already great saw design.
SChallenger gave me the low down on his Snellerized MS261 vs. stock MS261, MS241 and ported MS241, his top pick is the Sneller 261 but it also makes me want to give a 241 ported a test drive. As much as I like my 261 the ported one is just more fun.
My new MS441 that Kevin built me, he kept saying it needed a more open exhaust but it runs balls out in both the big ugly wood and those pretty square trees. At one point I wandered over to see what all was going on in the land of Oz and it looked to me like Kevin had somehow coerced Scott into hand filing the stock CL chain I had brought to test on this saw.
Yeah it got faster
This is another one that will benefit from more sprocket I am sure.
I think I succeeded in selling 4 broken saws on the trip. Kev is apparently a glutton for punishment so he took a pair of non running MS361s from the Orient into his harem.
Bill decided to break my MS200T so I made him buy it
And a complete stranger got taken in by me winsome charms and traded me some dead presidents and a couple of DELICIOUS pieces of smoked chicken for a 3120 (which Ross promptly broke) and the 72" GB/Husqvarna bar.
As I made my retreat I thought of the good times I had teaching grown men about "the gold killa", debating the safest way to throw a chain, huddling in a 100 year old barn, soaked to the bone while fully grown 6 year olds screamed "Dave you gotta see this" from the attic, and teaching grown men all about Pokémon Go.
I glanced into the rear view mirror as I made my escape into the grey evening and as I saw my own face I realized........there was soot and chicken grease all over my nose and cheek.
Pretty much Nirvana