Waking up
to the embers of last nights fire and throwing a couple splints in and getting it going again, then sitting in front of it as it bakes the skin of your shins and warms your feet- now that’s a good saturday morning.
I love having central heat, I really do. But there is and will always be something about the primal nature of a fire, actual wood that you cut and split keeping you warm.
I tried that explanation on the Missus when I wanted to put a wood stove insert into the upstairs fireplace. She didn’t want to hear it. So when she spent two weeks visiting relatives in Iceland in ’95 I had one put in anyway. She couldn’t bellyache too much ’cause my insert cost a lot less than her trip.
She wouldn’t be without that insert now. Not only that, but it actually puts heat into the house, unlike a fireplace that sucks out more heat than it generates.
So far the cost of fuel wood is less than the electricity to heat the house, especially in the colder months. I stretch out the cordwood with pallets I scrounge and cut up at home. Lots of ’em are oak, maple, walnut, and cherry mixed in with the pine and fir. And being in a major import center from the Far East, I get quite a bit of tropical hardwood including Sen, Teak and other dark, hard woods. Teak burns like coal.
Gerry N.
True that. If I could figure out how to make a fire in my popup blind, it would be done.
Paul:
http://www.thecoolist.com/biolite-campstove-and-usb-charger/
That was always my favorite part of camping. Sitting by the fire, listening to the crackle and pop of the logs while I enjoy a nice cup of coffee. God knows I miss those days.
Amen.
Wonder how this would do in an enclosed space?
http://www.thecoolist.com/biolite-campstove-and-usb-charger/
I’d bet that we’re genetically coded to like fire, though that code is probably being watered down these days.
Pretty much how I feel about pussy. But I trust a fire when I turn my back on it.
indeed.