I got the wood lathe- BUT!!!!!!! Everything that could go wrong did! The guy that I was buying it from works in Watertown and wasn't going to be home till after 5PM. No biggie I thinks, Gordy doesn't get done till 5 and I had to cook the pork roast anyway. Matt was going to come help and eat too. At 5:10PM, just as I'm starting the gravy, Gord calls-truck is out of gas at work. I have no gas, so I have to go the other direction and get some. Then 15 miles the other way to his shop. Gassed her up and it started right up. I followed Gordy and noticed he kept going slower and slower and was driving in the middle of the road. Eventually he comes to a stop in the middle of the lane and a half road, on a curve! "It just stopped!", he says. I try to start it- "click-click-click". Broken fan belt, so no alternator, and the battery was low to start with. No idea how long he drove it without the fan/alt or power steering for that matter! Kids gotta learn somehow I guess. I didn't dare get out from behind him as the lights were dead, so called Matt to come help. We were maybe 4 miles from home. Figured I'd charge the battery and park it at our church which was 3/4 miles away. Charged it for 10 minutes, while directing what little traffic there was around the mess. Oh, and it was 13 below zero! Got the truck started and away we go. Got to the church and someone was in the middle of trying to plow it out! DRAT!!! No place to park, so home it is. Just barely got it into the yard. I don't want to think about how hot it got, but there was just no where to park it. Every little farm road I normally could have used had a 3 foot berm of snow blocking it. Went in and scarfed down the now cold pork roast and noodles. Decided to use Cindys Explorer and the trailer. The trailer was buried and the boys muscled it out. I don't know why they didn't use the tractor sitting right there. Couldn't find the plug adapter for the lights that should have been right in the Sxplorer with the hitch, so Matt was going to follow close behind me. Not my favorite way of doing things! I needed to get the straps out of the garage to secure the lathe to the trailer. Had a sudden brainstorm and thought to look in my big box of trailer wiring stuff. BINGO! Brand new adapter in the box! At least I had lights. Got everything hitched up and took off. A mile and half later I realized I didn't have a cent with me!!! Turn around and get my $$$. Got to the guys house just before 8PM, so a good hour and a half after we'd planned. But at least we made it. Then I had to back the little trailer into his drive off a city street that was full of people who were apparently all PO'd at the world. Tiny mirrors, narrow drive, not much light to see by (that wasn't shining in my eyes), short trailer I couldn't see and irate people honking and gunning their engines like it would help me back up. Fun!
The seller was a real nice guy, very understanding. The lathe is a very nice and complete Walker-Turner from the 50's-early 60's I'd guess. Sits on a bench is grandfather built and came with a big box of parts and tools. It's not as far between centers as I'd hoped, maybe 30" at the most, but it's fine by me. Heavier than a dead horse. I'm happy!
Another snow storm today. I have to work on the truck and the crawler and move more snow. Well, at least I;m not bored!!!
ETA- Tried to find a pic of the lathe. Turns out it likely dates from the 1930s!