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A 125 or any large mount Mac or even Homie bar will work on a super 250.
Yea have a couple 2100’s and that one in pic 298xp very good torque saws .That's some wicked saws there. Starting to enjoy the huskies quite alot now too
AwesomeI will provide the "rest of the story"soon but suffice for now Uncles SP 81 is complete...View attachment 1006662View attachment 1006664View attachment 1006665View attachment 1006666
Wow ....don't understand that but good for you!!I had an odd saw day today....more people find out i like saws...so a guy at work brought me 3 saws. A poulan wild thing, a husqvarna 55 and z husqvarna 455 rancher. He says i want the wild thing to run again and give it back. The 2 husqvarnas you keep. I dont use them.
Seriously? He said yep.
Ok so now i own 2 husqvarna saws. The 55 looks very promising and the 455 is also rather clean looking. People can be odd i guess. Odd request.
That's so great. Glad you got to be part of it all. Lots of good memories there!I will provide the "rest of the story"soon but suffice for now Uncles SP 81 is complete...View attachment 1006662View attachment 1006664View attachment 1006665View attachment 1006666
Great story, and your definitely fortunate to have a uncle like that god bless him .The Rest of the Story.....
Many of you have read various posts here over the past couple years about my background with the yellow and black. From the first one I ran (which returned home last year) to the last one I started, to the 850 on the bench getting all NOS parts in a US Chrome jug, my Uncle Gary has been deeply involved in my journey with old Macs. From teaching me to run one as a early teen, to chain sharpening, to fuel mixtures, to keeping them running, to restoring them, he has been there teaching, encouraging, guiding, educating, and sometimes fixing my mistakes along the way. A few years back he made the statement “I wish I could find new AV mounts”. I got online and found out about Bob Johnson. I called Bob and the parts came, that started the trek. More parts from Bob, more saws worked on. Then one day Bob said “I can get jugs reworked”. And that started the resurrection of many an 82cc saw with bad cylinders. As we were going through the numerous saws uncle has (checking compression) two SP 81’s saw first light in 20 years. We realized right off one was a very early run. The kill switch was a sign, the old-style manual oiler was proof. Uncle said “I should restore that one” and moved on to other saws. His health at the time was going from not good to worse. Fast forward to last summer he asked me “If I tear the early SP 81 down will you sent the jug off for me”? I said absolutely. He took it down; I sent the Jug off to Bob Johnson in November. Uncle prepped and painted the saws parts as his health continued to deteriorate. Bob called me sometime in January and said I got your jugs; I will be sending everything down soon. Then Bob’s health went south. At one point my uncle and Bob were both in the hospital at the same time neither expecting to make it home. I am happy to say they both did. The jug made it down to me, and I was ready to start the build. But something unexpected was happening, my uncle was not only home but showing improvement, nothing short of a small miracle. He asked me to wait to build the SP-81 until he could go downstairs to his shop and supervise. I said absolutely I will wait for you! Weeks past, he got a little stronger every day. Finally, he called and said the physical therapist said he could go up and down steps. First opportunity (which I made time for rapidly) I was up there, and the build started. It took three sits to complete (when he got fatigued we stopped). He would find the correct bolts and screw, washers etc. Hand them to me as he sat on a stool. He watched me, commenting a couple times something about how the student had become the teacher. A statement I do not agree with, the knowledge about these saws in his head is extraordinary, At the end of the third and final session. I carried the completed saw upstairs to show his wife. The amount of NOS parts on this saw is lengthily. From the top to the bottom, the chip guard, to the muffler, to many of the bolts and screws. If I had NOS it got NOS. We kicked around a couple bar options, but he decided on a NOS 24” I had hanging in the shop. Needless to say, by the time his wife saw it the saw was shining like a new penny. As we were building this saw he stated many times that “This one was never going to be ran, it is going to be sit up on a shelf, maybe hang it in my rec-room, and this is the last saw I will ever redo”. After showing it to his wife, he and I sat down and chatted like we often do, about saws, about family, about all sorts of stuff. During that time, I made a statement to him. I said uncle, do me a favor, please tell your son to never sell that saw. He looked at me and said “that will never happen”. I asked are you sure, he said “YES”, because you are taking it home with you. After a second of it all sinking in, I simply cried. I was overwhelmed. All I have wanted to do for months is get this saw done for him, before he’s not here any longer. Every minute of work, every part, every dollar of my money in it was the best way I knew how to say thank you, and I love you! To say thank you for everything. He has done so much for me my entire life. I was just grateful to get another saw build with him. I tried to get him to keep the saw. He said no. So finally, I agreed to accept it on the condition that he would take a picture with it. He hates to be photographed. As I finish typing this, I find myself once again crying. Knowing my time with him is growing short. I will just close with this. You have heard my statement “My saws are much more that yellow and black, they take me back to a simpler time, when the world was much bigger and the men in my life were giants” Well Gary Glendye… You are a GIANT to me!!
PS… No this saw will never be fueled. I am going to print this note and attach it to the saw, hoping that one day the person who owns it will give it all the love Uncle and I did.View attachment 1006882View attachment 1006883View attachment 1006884View attachment 1006885View attachment 1006886View attachment 1006887
Yes Kindness is!Kindness is infectious and we can tell it's a family trait within yours, Good on you @knightmax !
Been anxiously waiting for the " rest of this story"!!! It was worth the wait my friend!! Great saw !! May it and it's story live on and on.The Rest of the Story.....
Many of you have read various posts here over the past couple years about my background with the yellow and black. From the first one I ran (which returned home last year) to the last one I started, to the 850 on the bench getting all NOS parts in a US Chrome jug, my Uncle Gary has been deeply involved in my journey with old Macs. From teaching me to run one as a early teen, to chain sharpening, to fuel mixtures, to keeping them running, to restoring them, he has been there teaching, encouraging, guiding, educating, and sometimes fixing my mistakes along the way. A few years back he made the statement “I wish I could find new AV mounts”. I got online and found out about Bob Johnson. I called Bob and the parts came, that started the trek. More parts from Bob, more saws worked on. Then one day Bob said “I can get jugs reworked”. And that started the resurrection of many an 82cc saw with bad cylinders. As we were going through the numerous saws uncle has (checking compression) two SP 81’s saw first light in 20 years. We realized right off one was a very early run. The kill switch was a sign, the old-style manual oiler was proof. Uncle said “I should restore that one” and moved on to other saws. His health at the time was going from not good to worse. Fast forward to last summer he asked me “If I tear the early SP 81 down will you sent the jug off for me”? I said absolutely. He took it down; I sent the Jug off to Bob Johnson in November. Uncle prepped and painted the saws parts as his health continued to deteriorate. Bob called me sometime in January and said I got your jugs; I will be sending everything down soon. Then Bob’s health went south. At one point my uncle and Bob were both in the hospital at the same time neither expecting to make it home. I am happy to say they both did. The jug made it down to me, and I was ready to start the build. But something unexpected was happening, my uncle was not only home but showing improvement, nothing short of a small miracle. He asked me to wait to build the SP-81 until he could go downstairs to his shop and supervise. I said absolutely I will wait for you! Weeks past, he got a little stronger every day. Finally, he called and said the physical therapist said he could go up and down steps. First opportunity (which I made time for rapidly) I was up there, and the build started. It took three sits to complete (when he got fatigued we stopped). He would find the correct bolts and screw, washers etc. Hand them to me as he sat on a stool. He watched me, commenting a couple times something about how the student had become the teacher. A statement I do not agree with, the knowledge about these saws in his head is extraordinary, At the end of the third and final session. I carried the completed saw upstairs to show his wife. The amount of NOS parts on this saw is lengthily. From the top to the bottom, the chip guard, to the muffler, to many of the bolts and screws. If I had NOS it got NOS. We kicked around a couple bar options, but he decided on a NOS 24” I had hanging in the shop. Needless to say, by the time his wife saw it the saw was shining like a new penny. As we were building this saw he stated many times that “This one was never going to be ran, it is going to be sit up on a shelf, maybe hang it in my rec-room, and this is the last saw I will ever redo”. After showing it to his wife, he and I sat down and chatted like we often do, about saws, about family, about all sorts of stuff. During that time, I made a statement to him. I said uncle, do me a favor, please tell your son to never sell that saw. He looked at me and said “that will never happen”. I asked are you sure, he said “YES”, because you are taking it home with you. After a second of it all sinking in, I simply cried. I was overwhelmed. All I have wanted to do for months is get this saw done for him, before he’s not here any longer. Every minute of work, every part, every dollar of my money in it was the best way I knew how to say thank you, and I love you! To say thank you for everything. He has done so much for me my entire life. I was just grateful to get another saw build with him. I tried to get him to keep the saw. He said no. So finally, I agreed to accept it on the condition that he would take a picture with it. He hates to be photographed. As I finish typing this, I find myself once again crying. Knowing my time with him is growing short. I will just close with this. You have heard my statement “My saws are much more that yellow and black, they take me back to a simpler time, when the world was much bigger and the men in my life were giants” Well Gary Glendye… You are a GIANT to me!!
PS… No this saw will never be fueled. I am going to print this note and attach it to the saw, hoping that one day the person who owns it will give it all the love Uncle and I did.View attachment 1006882View attachment 1006883View attachment 1006884View attachment 1006885View attachment 1006886View attachment 1006887
Read my post above Jethro.If all goes well I hope to have it running before I go under the knife again.That was mint as Vinny. Well done
What a read Max. Wonderful how things still fell into place
How's that engine Ed? That's the important part the rest is easy enough
Read my post above Jethro.If all goes well I hope to have it running before I go under the knife again.
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