It's easy to see that spring is here, my Mac's are in full bloom View attachment 179346
Howdy boys,
Things have been very calm lately on the belgian saw front, but today I got a phone call from somebody who had a Mac Culloch arc welder 170 Amps for sale. I did some research in the Mac IPL's from Bob and it seems to be the '66 model.
Does anyone know what the size engine is on this item ?. I know it's not a chainsaw, but it's a Mac, so I may make him an offer.
anyone has experience how this welder works ?
Mcwelder
welder and mac 940 chainsaw, same motor.
I have one.:cool2:
How's the carb oriented in those? Got a pic with the cover off?
I might try that but also do not mind waiting to get the pump parts as well. The oil tank is at least half full. At least it did not have used motor oil in it:msp_ohmy:
I had a good day today. It started out with a full day of cutting and hauling firewood with a group of high school student from Boca Raton, Florida. Last week we had snow on the mountains today it was in the 80s so they must have brought some of the Sunshine State with them. I don’t have any pictures of the MACs in action but I used two of the PM800s today – always a lot of fun. The kids loaded 5 loads to best last year’s group by one load. They could have done six but the haul time was too long to get that done. Only had one casualty, one of the girls tried to catch a log and ended up smashing her thumb joint between it another. Fortunately it wasn’t broken but she was in a lot of pain and spent a little while at the ER.
As the last load was being unloaded, I got a call from a friend who asked if I could come coach him through cutting a tree down next to his house. As we had a massive thunderstorm approaching, I ask when he wants to do it. He replies, “Right now!” I ask him why. He says, “I been burning brush and the top of the tree is on fire.” I grab a friend who has been driving the trucks all day and we make the 15 minute trip to the house. When we get there I find he and his brother with their families gather to watch. There are two walnut trees with dead tops both with leans the wrong way and now the wind is blowing hard towards the house. I am not that good of a feller and have gotten a little rusty during my laid up period (I fell three small 12 to 18” hickory trees earlier in the day and would be run off this site if I posted the pictures). But my friend was disparate so I agreed to cut them down. Sometimes you’re right but you hate it – I look things over and tell the guy the only way I can cut the trees away from the house is going to be across his barbed wire fence. He says cut them. I then tell him that the first one is going to hit his post. He says cut it. I cut as quickly as I can due to the approaching storm. I tried to miss the post but it took a glancing blow. Next tree is bigger, trunk is larger than my 24” bar and it has two heavy limbs in the wrong places. By now you can see the lightning in the distance. I let him climb the ladder to attach a bull rope as high as he can reach. We tie off to the truck and put a little tension on it to check for soundness. GOD smiled on me as I actually put a nice face cut on it. We increased the tension a little on the rope before starting the back cut. Put two wedges in place, cut to the hinge and put a little more tension on it and she fell squarely on the same fence post. We almost got it cut off the fence when the lightning persuaded us to quit.
Loaded the gear and within one minute it was raining so hard you could hardly see to drive. I got within a mile of home to find a large tree blocking one lane of the state highway. Before I can get to the house to get a rain coat it is hailing with hail the size of quarters. I wait this out and go back. By now the fire department and a private citizen are hard at work cutting and clearing the highway and a side street. I take the old MAC out and go to work. First order of business is cutting the FD’s pinched Stihl loose. Before we’re done I pinch my saw in one of those tricky root ball goes up stem goes down situations. I get my other MAC and proceed to pinch it too. Then it starts to hail again. I can’t let my beloved saws get beat to death so I hover over them until I’m hit in the neck by a golf size chunk of ice. Before I can get to the truck it is just raining down ping pong ball to golf ball size hail. The FD loads up and leaves. I eventually get my saws out using my bull rope to jerk on the stem. They fell out one at a time and the stem didn’t hit either as it fell. All ended well. I was soaking wet from not only the rainfall but wading through a foot of water that had flooded the street.
Here are some pictures of the firewood gathering. No pictures of the storm venture.
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