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Well, I did not see an 'S' stamped into the block... so it's a regular 55 that has had a 44 direct drive assembly installed sometime in the past.

Pretty much the only thing I need for it are bar nuts, and an air filter cover. The other parts such as a carb kit, fuel line, etc. will be acquired later.

The 1-43 will need the handle/tank/air box and probably needs the lower handle/bottom brace piece as well... as the one on it has been destroyed years ago in what appears to be an unfortunate tree dropping incident... or someone must've drove a truck over the handle. That's possible.
 
Well, I did not see an 'S' stamped into the block... so it's a regular 55 that has had a 44 direct drive assembly installed sometime in the past.

Pretty much the only thing I need for it are bar nuts, and an air filter cover. The other parts such as a carb kit, fuel line, etc. will be acquired later.

The 1-43 will need the handle/tank/air box and probably needs the lower handle/bottom brace piece as well... as the one on it has been destroyed years ago in what appears to be an unfortunate tree dropping incident... or someone must've drove a truck over the handle. That's possible.

Should look like this when it done :cheers:
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Alot of the big 250 styled body's should fit on there. 1-43, 250, 200.. theres a couple more?
Is the piston froze up?
 
Should look like this when it done :cheers:
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Alot of the big 250 styled body's should fit on there. 1-43, 250, 200.. theres a couple more?
Is the piston froze up?

Yep... it will look much like your 1-43 when it gets fixed.

No froze up piston... it actually has some compression. Both of these Macs I received are in exceptionally good condition... just need some work.
 
Also, Kyle. Look at your local scrap yards for those McCulloch body styles, for your parts. It's about always worth the trip for me especially when im looking for parts! I picked up a 10-10 and a SXL About a week ago that both run :cheers:
 
Also, Kyle. Look at your local scrap yards for those McCulloch body styles, for your parts. It's about always worth the trip for me especially when im looking for parts! I picked up a 10-10 and a SXL About a week ago that both run :cheers:

I did visit them several times, but they keep saying they don't have any. I know they do, I think someone got that card first... and told the owners that they will pay to keep them quiet... :msp_angry:

I bet that's what happened... and is why they won't let me dig for some stuff to buy.

Well, we'll see what I haul home on Monday... maybe it all will be much, much better than what I might find at the scrap yard.

I will have to do some looking and asking around about old dumps... there may be stuff in those that have been left alone for eons...

Also, there is a little saw chain, knife, and just about anything that needs an edge sharpening shop near me... I will have to stop in and see if he has anything laying around. Never know. And while I'm at it, I'll have him sharpen my old, duller than ####, Gerber Paraframe II... I've tried to resharpen it, but the efforts are futile. I can't get it to hold an edge anymore. I'm sure he could get it back in shape and working good again. If he can't, I'll be sending it to Gerber and have them fix it.
 
Had the mccullochs out the other day

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I did a little cutting with the mccullochs the other day. I had intentions of taking some pics of the saws in action, but the batteries in the camera died after taking the first picture of us in front of the tree. My dad's on the left, I'm in the middle, and Harv(the property owner) is on the right. The other picture is of one of the logs I hauled home to have sawed into lumber. The rest of the tree will be used for firewood. Maybe I can get saw pics on a later outing.


Jeff
 
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I did a little cutting with the mccullochs the other day. I had intentions of taking some pics of the saws in action, but the batteries in the camera died after taking the first picture of us in front of the tree. My dad's on the left, I'm in the middle, and Harv(the property owner) is on the right. The other picture is of one of the logs I hauled home to have sawed into lumber. The rest of the tree will be used for firewood. Maybe I can get saw pics on a later outing.


Jeff



That's my kind of tree. I always hate seeing one that size come down if it is still lively but I don't mind those that are dying - due to the long drought, we have plenty here. What MACs did you use? Tough looking crew you got there BTW. Ron
 
Made a little more progress on my work bench today. I still have to mount my vise and mount some parts bins on the back. I put my 125 on it just so I can say that the first saw on there was a Mac. I put the sides on it so that I won't have to worry about losing any parts behind the bench.

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Nice progress, Mitch! Shows a lot of thought has been put into it! :msp_thumbup:

Now for close power outlets, a controllable light source and a cupholder!
 
A MAC named Betty

You may think it rather odd but I have a recently acquired MAC that I have named Betty. I've added a few parts. I only lack installing the sawdust flap and putting her name where the decal went to have her complete. She's good looking and used to hard work just like her namesake was. The eulogy below will clue you as why this one will be a keeper. Ron

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BETTY REDDING WOODS

September 6, 1929 – June 3, 2011

Much like her husband, Betty Redding Woods was a private person who did not want attention brought to herself. A native of Marion County (Florida), she was the first of two daughters born to the late Ralph and Josephine Redding. Her life was to be shaped by world events witnessed by few that are left. She was born in 1929, the year the Great Depression began. Her secondary education was received during the horrors of World War II, a time when high school students were taught aircraft mechanics and gasoline and other staples were rationed. It is little wonder that she was thrifty and watched every dime. Upon the conclusion of the war and graduation from Ocala High School, she married her lifelong mate, C.G. Woods, Jr., at the tender age of 17. In doing so, she laid aside two teenage girl dreams - to be a test pilot (her parents must have cringed at that ambition) and to be a fashion designer. She revealed the former to admonish that we all have foolish dreams that are better left unpursued. Betty encapsulated the other by embracing her love for sewing and making her own clothes. She loved to cook and she fed her family well. Betty possessed an independent spirit in keeping with her upbringing on a cattle ranch, but she kept this in check by her belief in God and her desire to be obedient to HIS Holy Scriptures. Betty was blessed with a high degree of intelligence and much talent. This was evident in her ability to spot a style and modify a dress pattern to reproduce it; her ability to create a recipe from a teenage son’s description of some new food he had tasted; and her ability to entertain, teach and discipline five sons while maintaining her own sanity. Betty enjoyed almost perfect health until she developed lymphoma in 1991. She continued to trust GOD although she didn’t know why she was to suffer so many years with this incurable cancer which took away her strength and sleep, then to have this joined with Parkinson’s disease which took away her ability to sew, hampered her cooking and reading, and left her dependent on others.

But more than any other attribute, her life was defined by self sacrifice for her family. She was the first one up and the last one to bed. She was the first to serve and the last to be served. If there was not enough to go around she declined a portion. She disclaimed her inheritance so her children and grandchildren would have a better life. She cared for her late husband at home in his declining years despite her own infirmities. She was truly a faithful and loving wife and mother.

Betty never flew an airplane, but now she has reached the Heavens. She never wore designer clothes but now she is clothed in clean, fine white linen. Betty never met a President but now she stands before the King of Kings.

Betty Redding Woods departed this life to join her precious LORD, her husband, her parents, her sister and many others who have gone on before her. She leaves behind five sons and daughters-in-law, sixteen grandchildren and seven great grandchildren. They expect to see her again and be reunited forever.
 
You may think it rather odd but I have a recently acquired MAC that I have named Betty. I've added a few parts. I only lack installing the sawdust flap and putting her name where the decal went to have her complete. She's good looking and used to hard work just like her namesake was. The eulogy below will clue you as why this one will be a keeper. Ron

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BETTY REDDING WOODS

September 6, 1929 – June 3, 2011

Much like her husband, Betty Redding Woods was a private person who did not want attention brought to herself. A native of Marion County (Florida), she was the first of two daughters born to the late Ralph and Josephine Redding. Her life was to be shaped by world events witnessed by few that are left. She was born in 1929, the year the Great Depression began. Her secondary education was received during the horrors of World War II, a time when high school students were taught aircraft mechanics and gasoline and other staples were rationed. It is little wonder that she was thrifty and watched every dime. Upon the conclusion of the war and graduation from Ocala High School, she married her lifelong mate, C.G. Woods, Jr., at the tender age of 17. In doing so, she laid aside two teenage girl dreams - to be a test pilot (her parents must have cringed at that ambition) and to be a fashion designer. She revealed the former to admonish that we all have foolish dreams that are better left unpursued. Betty encapsulated the other by embracing her love for sewing and making her own clothes. She loved to cook and she fed her family well. Betty possessed an independent spirit in keeping with her upbringing on a cattle ranch, but she kept this in check by her belief in God and her desire to be obedient to HIS Holy Scriptures. Betty was blessed with a high degree of intelligence and much talent. This was evident in her ability to spot a style and modify a dress pattern to reproduce it; her ability to create a recipe from a teenage son’s description of some new food he had tasted; and her ability to entertain, teach and discipline five sons while maintaining her own sanity. Betty enjoyed almost perfect health until she developed lymphoma in 1991. She continued to trust GOD although she didn’t know why she was to suffer so many years with this incurable cancer which took away her strength and sleep, then to have this joined with Parkinson’s disease which took away her ability to sew, hampered her cooking and reading, and left her dependent on others.

But more than any other attribute, her life was defined by self sacrifice for her family. She was the first one up and the last one to bed. She was the first to serve and the last to be served. If there was not enough to go around she declined a portion. She disclaimed her inheritance so her children and grandchildren would have a better life. She cared for her late husband at home in his declining years despite her own infirmities. She was truly a faithful and loving wife and mother.

Betty never flew an airplane, but now she has reached the Heavens. She never wore designer clothes but now she is clothed in clean, fine white linen. Betty never met a President but now she stands before the King of Kings.

Betty Redding Woods departed this life to join her precious LORD, her husband, her parents, her sister and many others who have gone on before her. She leaves behind five sons and daughters-in-law, sixteen grandchildren and seven great grandchildren. They expect to see her again and be reunited forever.

Sorry for your loss Ron. That's a fitting tribute. Now she's with the Lord and is free of pain and limitations. All that she sacrificed, left behind, and did without (and more) is hers to enjoy now. Bet she's flying inverted in a P51 Mustang!!!:D
 
Sorry for your loss Ron. That's a fitting tribute. Now she's with the Lord and is free of pain and limitations. All that she sacrificed, left behind, and did without (and more) is hers to enjoy now. Bet she's flying inverted in a P51 Mustang!!!:D

Yes, Ron sorry for your loss, but as you know, she is happier now than at any point before.

Especially since shes flying Corsairs, not them run of the mill, common as a dirty penny, homely Mustangs.
 
Sorry for your loss Ron. That's a fitting tribute. Now she's with the Lord and is free of pain and limitations. All that she sacrificed, left behind, and did without (and more) is hers to enjoy now. Bet she's flying inverted in a P51 Mustang!!!:D

Probaby a Grumman F6F Hellcat - she married a Navy man. My father was a machinist mate on a sea plane tender. He never got over the horsepower (and torque) those P&Ws had. He said you could hang a Cat by its prop and the Hellcat had so much torque you could flip the plane if you throttled up too quickly. My F-I-L is the one in the P51. He loved them. He served in the Army Air Corp operating the drone winch from a B29??? - talk about a scary job - new recruits shooting .50 cals your way and anti-aircraft guns. Thanks, Ron
 
Yes, Ron sorry for your loss, but as you know, she is happier now than at any point before.

Especially since shes flying Corsairs, not them run of the mill, common as a dirty penny, homely Mustangs.

Oh crap...........here we go again.

It'll be nice to have the choice between a P51D and an F4U1D. Those are both on my "after bucket" list. Well those plus an ME262 and a P47. I also plan to pick the brains of the long-gone McCulloch, Homelite, and Poulan "mucky-mucks" from the golden age of North American saws sometime after I move on to my reward..:D
 
Probaby a Grumman F6F Hellcat - she married a Navy man. My father was a machinist mate on a sea plane tender. He never got over the horsepower (and torque) those P&Ws had. He said you could hang a Cat by its prop and the Hellcat had so much torque you could flip the plane if you throttled up too quickly. My F-I-L is the one in the P51. He loved them. He served in the Army Air Corp operating the drone winch from a B29??? - talk about a scary job - new recruits shooting .50 cals your way and anti-aircraft guns. Thanks, Ron

That sounds like a dangerous occupation. Navy, and post WWII eh? An A1 Skyraider and an F4 Phantom need to be on the list too then!:popcorn:
 
That sounds like a dangerous occupation. Navy, and post WWII eh? An A1 Skyraider and an F4 Phantom need to be on the list too then!:popcorn:

Both WWII vets - I'm not quite sure of what model bomber my F-I-L rode, B29 might be wrong - but the Mustang was his dream plane. Ron

PS I have printed both lists. Can't understand why yours is so much longer than Mark's. :smile2:
 

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